13 - Garage & Library

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"Freyr is associated with the Sverige Royal House," Saga explained over breakfast. "So, I think we need to go to one of the palaces. Luckily there is one in town that allows visitors."

"Will we be able to find a place to do a summoning?" Ava asked.

"Hopefully," Saga shrugged.

They flew fifteen minutes to the southwest to find a baroque palace situated among large mansions. They landed outside the grounds, thinking it would be frowned upon to land too close to the doors, and walked in as if they were just more tourists. There were a few human visitors around, but not many so early in the morning.

They walked along the predetermined route for guests, taking in the splendor of the interior and keeping an eye out for a place they could summon Freyr. Finally, they decided on a sitting room that opened off of another sitting room. It was still visible to passersby, but less so than anywhere else.

Saga stood this time, as all the chairs had backs that would have munched her wings. She began humming, and swayed a little. Tadeas and Ava watched from the other side of the room. Slowly her image changed into a man with long blond hair pulled back tight in a braid. He wore a loose tunic of fine fabric and tight pants. He wore a green gemstone around his neck.

"What do you want of me?" Freyr asked in a deep voice.

Ava bowed, "Týr said you might be able to help us find some knowledge that we seek."

"What knowledge?"

"There is a phrase, 'aternah mer'ho,' that we need to know what it means. Can you help us?"

"I do not recognize those words. You should ask Bragi."

"We will, thank you," Ava bowed again and the god disappeared.

Saga shook her head as if it was wet, "Bragi again. Let's hope he has the answer."

"How are we supposed to summon the God of Poetry?" Ava asked, bemused.

"Write a poem?" Tadeas guessed.

"I think-" Saga began.

They heard a click-click from the doorway and turned to see the leader of the Hell's Angels gang pointing a gun at them!

"I've had my men looking for you two," he said quietly. "One saw you come in here."

The Angels and Draik froze in place as he switched his sights between the three of them. Then he gestured with his gun for Saga to go over to where Ava and Tadeas were standing.

"Take out your cell phones, throw them on the floor."

Saga slowly obeyed. He pointed the barrel at Ava and Tadeas.

"We don't have phones," Ava explained.

He narrowed his eyes at them, but decided he believed Ava. He walked behind them and shoved the gun in Tadeas' back.

"If you two girls do anything funny, I'll shoot him," he said as he pushed Tadeas forward with the weapon. "Stay in front."

They must have made a sight, with a human pressed up to the Draik's back, but no one stopped them as they left the palace and crossed the grounds. Once they left the palace property, he pulled out his own cell phone and talked to someone quickly in Sverigic. Then they continued to walk through the city for forty-five minutes until they were in a surprisingly seedy part of town. They turned toward an old garage and Ava could see it must belong to the gang, as there were many motorcycles parked out front. His call must have been to bring in the troops. The garage door was open showing an old two-post car lift and a half-ring of couches along the wall. There were men all over the couches.

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