[ Someone as selfish as her father could be. Granted, he tries hard to keep his reputation from his children. They were some of the only people that were his unconditionally. He and the boys might argue, and the norns know him and Angrboda have not seen eye to eye since the punishment happened.

Still, Hel was always going to be treated as the princess she should have been. She was his only daughter, and he'd kill for her. As the glamour faded, his smile widens, showing those crows feet and laughter lines. His true smile, not the wicked or mischievous grins. ]

There's my little girl, come, give us a hug first. Then we can have tea and stories, and I might even update you on your uncle oaf.

[ Stepping inside to hold his arms open for her. ]