Auden’s Blessing
He wore a long black robe of a grand demon smith that trailed along the floor, his snow-white hair cascading over it.
Behind him followed a woman with violet hair. The Aesir were already known for their pale complexion, but hers was so pale it was almost translucent. Coupled with her violet pupils and an exquisitely beautiful yet detached expression, she seemed less like a living person and more like a goddess statue carved from amethyst and white crystal. From the hushed whispers around me, I learned that this woman was Yul, a young demon smith whom Magni greatly valued.
Yul wore a long demon smith’s dress that reached her ankles, slit high up to the thigh. As she walked, the hem swayed lig