Catriona’s POV“You really don’t have to.” Peony says for the umpteenth time. “Oh shush, I’m coming with you and that’s final.” I reply. “I’ve been cooped up for way too long.”“Well, what does that have to do with me?” Hela grumbles dourly. “You know I hate going to the market.”“Well, you need alot of things for starters. Change of clothes, change of shoes, a perfume won’t be bad either. The change of environment will be good for you.”“Did you just casually put it out there that I reek?” Hela asks. “Well, not reek particularly.” I reply. “But a softer scent won’t be a bad look on you at all.” I correct. “You impertinent rascal.” She tries to punch my arm and I dance away from her reach thanks to years of practice. A casual punch from Hela can take my arm out for days. “Get back here.” She snarls and chases after me and I grab Peony, shoving her between us as we run circles around her. “Girls, decorum.” She calls and I hide behind her. “Tell her that. She’s the one chasing me
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