“Hunding, stop skulking in the hallway and get in here.”
The bellhop poked his head around the doorway. “I wasn’t skulking,” he said defensively. “I was lingering.”
“Come in. I need you to do three things. One: Find a way to track Thor’s FitnessKnut. Report his whereabouts at all times.”
“Won’t he just circle the worlds in order?”
I made a face. “Thor’s sense of direction is terrible. His path will likely be erratic. Moving on. Two: Have squads of einherjar launch surprise attacks on the Bifrost. I want to know that Heimdall is on guard.”
“Very good, sir. And the third thing?”
“Inform the thanes that as of tomorrow, I will be unavailable for a while.” I transformed my appearance from a rugged one-eyed god of wisdom to a beautiful two-eyed woman clad in chain mail. “I will be living with my Valkyries to decide for myself which of them deserves to be captain.”
Hunding raised a hairy eyebrow. “An idea from Utgard-Loki, Lord Odin?”
“Wisdom can be gleaned from any source if one only looks hard enough.” I paused, thinking. “Let’s put that on a T-shirt. And, Hunding?”
“My lord?”
I transformed back into my true form. “Download cute baby goat videos to my phablet. I must learn what all the fuss is about.”