9 from the Nine Worlds EPUB by Rick Riordan

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MY EINHERJAR has a saying: Some days you are the ax, some days you are the decapitated head. I like it so much, I’m having T-shirts made for the Hotel Valhalla gift shop. As the All-Father, the god of wisdom, king of the Aesir, and ruler of all Asgard, I am usually the ax. Strong. Powerful. In control. Usually. But one day not long ago . . . well, let’s just say things went awry. It started when Hunding, bellhop of Valhalla, informed me of a disturbance in the Feast Hall of the Slain. “Disturbance?” I asked as I opened the hall door. Splat! “A food fight, Lord Odin.” I peeled a slab of uncooked Saehrimnir from my cheek. “So I see.”
As the Valkyries moved to find mops, I beckoned to Hunding, who was cowering in a corner. “Walk with me.” We wove our way through Hotel Valhalla, the eternal home of my einherjar—mortals who had died heroically. My noble Valkyries are responsible for whisking the deceased here, where the brave warriors train to fight on the gods’ side against the giants at Ragnarok, the Day of Doom. (If you wish to know more about this afterlife program, refer to my informational pamphlet Dying to Fight.) I paused at the bottom of a stone staircase. “Since the death of Gunilla, captain of the Valkyries, some of my handmaidens have become . . . feisty.” I touched my face where the raw meat had struck. “I had hoped the Valkyries would choose a new captain themselves. Since they have not, I must intervene.”