
❝ FRIGGA — ! T H O R ; I – he – I couldn’t stop him. I ran to him and he just – I am deepest sorry. ❞ Disappointment and self-loathe fell upon her dark features, the sword in her hand that she once held fell to the floor and ANNE believed that she would soon follow it. Her heart had sunk for she had failed her Majesties.
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