Ms Hodges nodded. Poor Loki. She was supposed to provide proper service to anyone who wanted to stay there, but if any of the other Norse gods turned up, she'd... she'd put them in the worst rooms.

She had to fight back another blush at the question. It's a perfectly innocent question. "Well, usually I stay in my room when off duty. This was my home even before I turned it into a hotel, you see, but since the fire and renovations most of it is nearly unrecognisable. But the wing where my room is wasn't badly burned and I tried to keep it the way it was. I like to stay inside and read. I like the gardens too, though, we have lovely weather here and you can really see the effect it has on the rhodendrons." She bit her lip. She was no longer a nun of the Chattering Order; there was really no need to ramble, but she was nervous.