Sleipnir had eight legs and he was the most agile of all. Able to run on the clouds, he lacked nothing and he could follow any path no matter how difficult.
The horse knew that the owner of the call was Freya and he quickly reached the terrace and went to meet her.
The horse was huge and its muscles were as strong as a bull, there was no doubt that it was capable of anything.
Freya lightly stroked the horse's head and whispered a few commands into one of its ears, take them all with diligence and make sure nothing happens to them.
Unfortunately, she wouldn't accompany them on that journey, she wanted to clarify some issues with Ina.
She was especially tired of mysteries and secrets, she needed to understand what Ina was hiding.
