Asgardian Royalty

Vira looked up slightly and scanned the man over with her eyes. He seemed nice, but that didn't stop her social anxiety. She looked back at the table slightly. The library was packed today, and she wasn't used to it. It threw her off. "Migraine." she lied. "I'll be okay."

Eve raised a brow. "Right… One second." She rushed into the kitchen and got a good sized bath towel for the stranger and dampened it in the sink water. She then brought it back to the door. "Are you sure? What's going on? I can call the police and we can get this figured out."

  "Really? Man, doesn’t sound like it. I mean, not that I’ve ever heard it."

"It's a strange language… The only reason why I know is because my sister speaks it fluently."

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Vira looked up from the book she had been reading and raised a brow. "Sorry, were you talking to me?"

"Oh my god… Not at all… Please, come inside." Eve said in a worried tone to the stranger as she stepped out of the doorway.

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"A small fight? Look at the cut on your arm! It's huge!"

          “What language is that?”

"Ancient Norse, I believe."