The Troll Queen's Bride
The mist from the amethyst formed a protective circle around me – I was electric panic, reaching for my sword, but I could not see through the amethyst as suddenly, it took the shape of a woman –
A Valkyrie.
"Don't let your foul hands sully my girlfriend!" came a familiar voice, as close as my own heart, as Yolanda, somehow from the grave of death, had risen. She was seven feet tall, with wings and a horned helmet and battle dress, spear on her hands as she stabbed Eleleth through the heart. "For the honor of Freida!" Yolanda – was I mad? – cried, rending Eleleth open to bleed albino butterflies. He smelled of mold and mildew.
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