Three to Tango

The woman was walking along the corridor, heading to her private rooms. No one had come to her that day to ask for anything and her duty had been fulfilled. Her prayers had been said and Odin had listened to them, for the immutable Asgard remained the same. Cold and hard as always.

She longed for some company that night. Someone who might be insane enough as to risk a moment with her. Hilda considered her options and none of them was satisfying enough.

The Valkyrie walked towards Siegfried's bedroom. He might be available, she thought. Maybe, he was willing for her tonight and she would stop feeling so—lonely.

Hilda opened the door but did not take a step forward. Her eyes, frozen on the scene she was witnessing. Siegfried was in bed with someone else. A man. And her mind called the word ‘ Ergi' with all her might, however she could not move.

Siegfried was lying on the bed, rhythmically moving while Alberich moved as well—on top of Siegfried. She could hear their broken breathings, their groans of pleasure. Her senses told her that they were close to their climax.

Still, she did not move.

Neither of the two men was calling each other's name. Was there love involved, she wondered. Hilda could find no answer to that, nor did she try to look for one. Her body was responding to what she was seeing. A sudden rush of desire flowing through her. She took the first step into the room and closed the door behind her. Locking it.

Then, the woman walked towards the bed.

Neither Siegfried nor Alberich flinched when they saw her standing at the side of the bed. Alberich looked Siegfried in the eye and smiled maliciously. Still looking at Alpha, Megrez moved a little and stood up, standing next to Hilda. The man unbuttoned her dress and let it fall onto the floor, noticing the state the woman was in. How easily she had let him do it. He returned to Siegfried, sitting back on the other, making both of them grunt out of pleasure.

Siegfried offered his hand to Hilda so she joined them.

She took it.