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“Surely you heard your friend guess who I am already,” she returned. “Valkyrie—”

“But that is notwhoyou are,” he cut in. “Only a role you fulfill.”

Eir used a few moments of silence herself.

What a question. She’d never given it any thought before.

She was Valkyrie. A warrior who chose the dead. Her sisters looked up to her. Though her leadership of their group was informal, it was understood. They heeded her commands. And she had never led them astray.

“Who areyou?” she tossed back at him instead of answering her own riddle.

She wasn’t entirely sure she knew the answer.

“A weapon of the gods,” he replied immediately, his tone one of finality and resignation.

“But you said yourself that this is a role,” she countered.

“Who are you really?” she demanded, giving him back as good as she got.

He didn’t speak for some time. She could feel the tension in his body. She had made him think. Perhaps harder than he was used to thinking.

“A dragon stuck in a man’s body,” he answered at last.

Immediately, she was curious. So curious, the shorthairs on her nape practically tingled.

“What kind of dragon?”

“An earth—”

“I know this,” she interjected. “I mean, what manner of beast are you? What manner of man?”

She could almost feel him frowning at her back. He was obviously not used to peeling away his layers.

He had them though. She knew he did.

There was always a vibrating tension within him. Like a volcano that was calm and silent on the outside, but broiling with red-hot lava on the inside.

When she was close to him like this, she felt it as if the tension was within her own body, and she was a tuning fork struck to a song that only he knew.

Finally, she felt a shrug at her back.

“I like to sleep a lot.”

Eir’s brows lifted in surprise. This was not what she expected of him.

“Sleep?”

“I like to hibernate like stone.”

“Stone can hibernate?”

This was the strangest conversation Eir had ever had.

“Of course,” he huffed, as if she was ignorant for not knowing. “They like to be still most of the time, but they’ll go on a good roll when they want to have fun.”

“Stones havefun?”

Truly the most bizarre conversation she’d ever had!

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