Mercy, Please?

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“You sneaky little imp!” She snarls glaring at him with so much rage I’m afraid a hole will open up and drag us into the fiery pits below. “I ought to kill you!”     “Eirik, my man. How have you been? What’s it been like a thousand years or something?” The man Belladonna had called Odin steps forward a cheerful smile on his handsome face.     “A bit more than that actually,” Eirik chuckles nervously.     “So what have you been up to?” Odin acts oblivious to the raging woman beside him and simply chooses to carry the conversation as normal. I glance at Lila who is shaking so much she can hardly move.     “Oh you know, stone things.” Eirik swallows. “What about you? Manage to settle down yet?”     Belladonna growls viciously but Odin chuckles, “Oh you know how it is, the wife and I en

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