The Norse Explorer by Leigh Ann Edwards

Author:Leigh Ann Edwards
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction, Romance
ISBN: 9781951786281
Publisher: Tule Publishing Group, LLC
Published: 2019-12-17T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-Five

“Asta Seer of Spirits, you are aware a Highgardian woman is never to cut their hair until after they are married and never above the knees. Your hair barely falls to your waist now. You are sure to encounter difficulties and pain, immeasurable hardships,” Eydis scolded.

“My dead sister is here with me, Finkell, so if you hear me speaking to someone in a noticeably displeased tone, think nothing of it and do not fear my rancor is directed at you.”

“I well know who your rancor is directed at and I truly doubt it is your dead sister,” Finkell said.

“Be that as it may, I will address the spirit of my sister now.”

Finkell put his hands up in front of him and nodded his head.

“I am no longer in the realm of Highgard, Eydis the Perceptive. In truth, I no longer believe most of what I heard the entire time I was there. A good portion of it was falsehoods and blatantly concealed truths. I don’t actually give a damnable swamp goubelin’s ass if you are displeased with me or believe I might meet with difficulties and hardships. Let them come, for I will surely barely notice. In case you aren’t aware, I have a Highgardian depleter who can send any number of imitators to me to do any number of misdeeds to me or anyone I might happen to care about.

“If cutting my hair brings further discord, then so be it. At the very least I won’t have to suffer through tangled tresses and disheveled locks. The mountain above us spews fire. Some of the people on this island are murderous and devious so I don’t care to stay, but you have told me I can’t leave or I may never see Brenna and Torunn. The only ships that might offer me a chance to leave are in a fleet owned and commanded by a damnable, unfeeling, confusing piece of rancid rat dung who can’t even manage to tell the truth to my face. It is as though he lived out his entire life in Highgard with his level of lies and secrecy.”

“You’re hoping to contribute to the precariousness of the situation then, Asta, by making the mountain become even more unstable?” Eydis asked.

“I think that is merely nidhoggr dung as well. I don’t believe anyone can control fire and certainly not the fire within a mountain.”

“Believe what you will, Asta, but the mountain now spews fire and not only smoke.”

“Did you not say you believed the heat of the volcano feeds the hot springs?” Asta asked.

Finkell didn’t reply and she glowered at him.

“You’re talking to me now then?” Finkell asked.

“I doubt the spirit of my sister who lived her entire life in another realm unimaginably far from here would know anything of volcanoes.”

“If it is unimaginably far away, how am I to know if there are volcanoes or what your departed sister might know of them? I am still trying to discern why she isn’t in Valhalla or wherever your people might go after they die,” Finkell said.

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