Being the youngest of Odin’s children wasn’t easy. You were picked on and dismissed by your elder brothers, and felt as if you had no true fate like each of them had. Had the Norns forgotten about you?

You listened to your niece Thrúd argue with her mother Sif in her room. Not noticing your father silently approaching from behind you.

“ You know. You really shouldn’t be snooping, it’s not becoming of you little one. “

Your father jested with a light chuckle.. He needed a favor again.