“I’d walked the halls of Valhalla countless times, but every interaction with Vivian was like our first. I noticed something new about her every day – the tiny beauty mark above her upper lip, the way she slid her pendant along its chain when she was uncomfortable, and the mildly crooked slant of her smile when she was genuinely amused. It was infuriating. I didn’t want to notice these things about her, yet I inadvertently hoarded them the way dragons hoarded jewels.”
