KotLC X Magnus Chase

Chapter 4

Sophie's POV

When I awoke, I was in a large courtyard with a massive wall surrounding it. In the centre of the courtyard, there was a mansion, small by elven standards but massive compared to other human houses. I looked for the exit from the courtyard, but there didn't seem to be one. I considered levitating, but I decided to

Wandering around the courtyard, I realised that I felt fine, better than I would have expected after releasing such a storm of my inflicting. I checked myself over quickly, and I noticed that I had no scars where I should have had them. The star-shaped scar I had received after Mr. Forkle healed my abilities had disappeared. My hair was clean and shinier than I expected. Checking my pockets, I found some mallowmelt that I had pocketed before going to fight the Neverseen and some goblin stars in pockets I had forgotten about while facing Gethen. After this quick check, I glanced around the courtyard and noticed a strange tree in one of the corners.

This tree was massive, easily reaching over the massive walls of the courtyard. The leaves were an incredibly gold-like colour, as if they had been coated in twenty-four karat gold. At its base was a bronze plaque in both English and a runic language, which I recognised as Norse.
Why was there a plaque with Norse runes on it here?
The words on it were:

WELCOME TO THE GROVE OF GLASIR
NO SOLICITING. NO LOITERING
HOTEL DELIVERIES: PLEASE USE NIFLHEIM ENTRANCE.

Well... this was strange. The word 'Niflheim' tickled my brain, as if I had heard it before and knew what it meant. Looking around again, I noticed large double doors made of a dark wood and bound in iron with life-sized wolf head knockers.

When I approached the doors, they suddenly swung open and I saw a slightly crazed looking guy standing there.

He wore a doorman's uniform, a top hat, white gloves and a bright green jacket with tails with the letters H and V interlocking embroidered on the lapels. I did not believe that he was actually a doorman because his warty face was coated in ash. His beard looked as if it hadn't been trimmed for several decades, and his eyes were bloodshot and murderous. At his side hung a massive double bladed axe with a glowing rune at the centre. He had a name tag, which read:

HUNDING, SAXONY, VALUED TEAM MEMBER SINCE 749 C.E

I was ,needless to say, terrified as I stammered out a nervous "Sorry, I think I a - must be at the wrong house."

The man grumbled and walked to me and sniffed. He smelled like burning meat and something I couldn't name. "Wrong house? Definitely not. You're checking in."

Checking in?

Checking in to what?

A hotel?

"Excuse me?" I asked reproachfully.

The man grunted "You're dead, aren't you? Now follow me. I'll show you to registration."

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496 words

Longest chapter so far! 🥳

I know that this is extremely similar to the chapter in the main series, but the story will eventually deviate from just practically being a copy-paste.

The next chapter will be out soon.

As always, constructive criticism is appreciated.

Bye 👋
-ManicMohawk