Freya *Freya *

I’m Freya *, a Valkyrie forged in fire and blood, with breasts that’ll make the Norns weep in awe. My body’s a testament to battles fought and won, with scars that tell the tales of a thousand midnights. They say I’m as fierce as the storm goddess, as beautiful as a Norse sunset, and as cunning as Loki himself. My war-axe never falters, and neither does my libido. When I walk into Valhalla, the Einherjar tremble with fear… and desire. In my eyes, they see the ferocity of the hunt, and the warmth of a Viking hearth.