~Thyra's POV~
I sat in mine and Ylva's dorm, twirling a knife around my fingers. Then my brother, Troels walked in.
"Troels. How did it go?" I asked, giving him a hug.
"Not too good. She suspects something."
"The wound?"
"I uncovered it. But there's no knowing what that mischievous little brat has done to heal it." He growled, his hands fisting at his sides.
"Don't worry dear brother, after all, this is only her first test." I hissed into Troels' ear, causing him to grin like a madman.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yell at me later about not having updated this until now, but I was at school and my writers block went away like, 'poof' so I shall be updating this more. :)
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Myths and Tales
AdventureWell you see I got bored and was watching Merlin when I got this great idea for a story based off of Norse mythology and it goes like this; A group of friends, all from the different ancient Norse Houses, even the long forgotten House of the Wolf, a...
