I love my baby to death

[halftheslain]

Freyja is shining. She is gold and glittering and so full of power that it almost hurts to look at her. She has had her sacrifice; she killed her dark-haired boy at dawn and the thrill of it has not yet left her. He loved her, he offered himself up, and she took all he had. And it has made her strong. On a normal day, Freyja can start wars,

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[ebonyjaenelle72]

Jaenelle is drawn by the crackle of power more than the laughter, and as she sees Freyja, her eyes darken to sapphire and Witch emerges in full force. Wary, she takes a few steps closer and watches Freyja with slightly narrowed eyes.

[halftheslain]

"What is the matter, girl? Why so wary?"

[ebonyjaenelle72]

She tilts her head and gives a little half smile. "It is normal to be wary of someone who can give off enough power that I can feel it through the shields in my workroom."

[halftheslain]

"You caught me at a good time."

[ebonyjaenelle72]

She raises an eyebrow. "Indeed. I suppose I did."

[halftheslain]

"What do you want, witch?" Freyja is a goddess of magic and knows all of Jaenelle's powers.

[ebonyjaenelle72]

Still watching Freyja a little warily, she murmurs, "Actually, I can't think of anything right now. Not for myself."

[halftheslain]

"Then dance or sing. Do something to help me celebrate."

[ebonyjaenelle72]

She looks surprised, but laughs. "If you wish. Anything in particular I should sing?"

[halftheslain]

"Sing for the dead. Sing his praises."

[ebonyjaenelle72]

She lifts her head back and sings a witchsong of grief and celebration at the same time, her voice beautiful in a rather unearthly way. She doesn't know why he is dead, but she assumes that this must merely be the goddess's way of mourning him, and it suits her.

[halftheslain]

"Wonderful! You must sing it again when I bring him back."

[ebonyjaenelle72]

"He serves you?"

[halftheslain]

"He is mine. He gave himself to me."

[ebonyjaenelle72]

That, she can understand. She nods. "You will bring him back, then? And you need no aid, I assume."

[halftheslain]

"I am with him in my hall and I can return him as easily as I killed him."