Chapter 11
I had to half-jog to keep up with my grandmother, who I was learning was a bit of a fast walker. Mjolner made a little sound of protest in my arms but didn't try to squirm away.
"Did they tell you who Lisa was seeing here?" I asked when I had reached her side.
"You could've just asked me that," Loke said from where he was trailing along behind us, hands in his pockets. "Saved yourself a trip to the council. Not that that isn't always fun."
"Hush, you," Thorbjorn said from where he was walking beside him. "We went to the council first as a courtesy."
"And how did that work out for you?" Loke asked. Thorbjorn said nothing, but his stony silence was answer enough.
"Did you?" I asked my grandmother again.
"Yes, actually," my grandmother said. "It wasn't who I was expecting."
