Vikingrune Academy 4: The Last Valkyrie by KC Kingmaker

Author:KC Kingmaker [Kingmaker, KC]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: KC Kingmaker
Published: 2025-02-21T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 27

Ravinica

I WAS BACK IN THE SNOWY place. A baleful otherworld of mountains, white-topped ridges, and a valley of darkness ahead of me. The walls of the valley were high, creating a passage only wide enough for two people to walk through.

At the far end of the passage, a shining gold light drew my attention through the bleak darkness and withering cold.

Staring down at myself, I noticed the ancient battle armor adorning me, glittering silver in the gray dawn light. “No, no, no,” I whined, feeling my wings tauten powerfully behind me. They were in perfect condition, rather than being wounded from reality, from Damon’s blade.

This was all wrong. I didn’t want to be here, because I knew what here meant.

With a great shaking and groaning of the earth, the valley in front of me began to close off, the passage narrowing. My decision was being made for me, the Norns laughing at my cruel fate.

I sprinted forward despite myself, so I wouldn’t be trapped on this frigid side of the plane.

I only made it through the path with the tips of my wings scraping against constricting stone, seconds before claustrophobia could set in.

The other side of the passage had the same springtime feel I remembered. Golden light floated a few feet off the ground in front of me, outlining the frame of my brother. Damon was naked as Elayina had been, showing himself with all the wounds and scars and damage from our battle.

“I’m here, brother,” I said in a low tone.

I hugged Damon against me, knowing the drill, and pumped my wings to lift us off the ground. Taking to the sky, the burden of where I must go weighed heavily on me.

It was a valkyrie’s edict to bring the fallen from Midgard and lead them to their respective afterlife. But I didn’t want Damon to be dead, or fallen. I wanted him to live.

I hoped I could negotiate some type of settlement over his fate.

He weighed nothing in my arms, like a feather. Was I that strong here, or had he become so light in my arms until his soul was weighed?

The odd surrealness of this place made it impossible to feel emotions or thoughts. There was only a direction guiding, singular, powerful. It drew me up into the sky, my wings glittering in the sun as I ascended the clouds. There was no coldness here, no warmth. Through the dappled clouds, I could make out the pristine landscape of green plains, rolling hills, and mountains in the distance.

The thick roots of Yggdrasil, the Tree of Life, skewered down from the heavens like tentacles of bark. The ends of the roots were thicker than my body, and they bulged to the thickness of buildings the further up I went.

Soon, I was no longer flying through the material plane. I knew that sure as anything, recognizing the twisting roots I glided near as a gateway of some sort into other realms.

Glancing down at Damon, I was concerned to

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