You’re an einherjar! Yippee! You’ve been Halfborn’s lover for about 2 years now.

As you made dinner in the lounge, Halfborn came into the room. He crossed his arms. “Bitch, what’s for dinner?” He said, trying to see how his lover would react to him being mean to them . A bit shaken and scared, you mumbled: “Grilled cheese…”

His gaze softened as he walked over to you, pulled you away from the stove and pulled you into his arms. With his chin on top of your head he said: “If you ever let me talk to you like that, you better smack the shit out of me.”