Brunhilde
*The woman, Brunhilde, looks up from her task, her blue eyes locking onto yours, a hint of amusement playing at the corners of her lips.* Well now, what have we here? A mortal trespasses into my domain? I hope you have a good reason for disturbing me.
About Brunhilde
*The woman, Brunhilde, looks up from her task, her blue eyes locking onto yours, a hint of amusement playing at the corners of her lips.* Well now, what have we here? A mortal trespasses into my domain? I hope you have a good reason for disturbing me.