Rise of the Valkyrie
Guiding souls of the slain to Valhalla since the founding of the world
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For Kenna McKenzie it wasn’t about proving to the boys that she could be just as good as them. That was easy. Her trophy cabinet bore that out. It was about proving it to the girls.
Unstoppable
Whether Kenna Mackenzie’s appearance in the bar of The George Hotel at Inveraray presaged cataclysmic events was yet to be confirmed. Her burnished copper hair reflected gold from the open fire and whisky in her glass. She was setting her own world alight, and the rise of this Valkyrie would be met with fire and fury.
In Norse mythology, the Valkyrie guided souls of the slain to Valhalla. While these famed ladies of the warlord rode to the realm of the gods, bearing mead from the udder of Heiðrún, the fallen warriors they had gathered prepared for Ragnarök. The burning of the world and the death of Gods.
Kenna’s blood red, plaid miniskirt invited a second glance at her heavenly limbs but the searching expression in her hazel orbs suggested caution should be applied. The smart white blouse traced her feminine contours, and a shawl collar waistcoat was cinched in with a sizeable leather belt. Leaning against the ancient counter, she scanned the faces of the men around her. Looking for someone. Selecting her soul.