We sailed the Atlantic to get this interview; it took nine days to reach Jotunheim, and five even longer days to barter our souls for their time. Aegir and Ran—Norse god and goddess of the sea—are unforgettable to us. If you need a refresher, he’s the god with the world-famous mead micro brew, and she threatened to kill Magnus Chase.

RR.COM: Ran, Aegir, thank you for taking the time out of your busy schedules to speak with us.

RAN: “Busy schedules?” You know, gods can detect sarcasm.

RR.COM: I meant no disrespect.

RAN: Spare me. I know your readers see me as a pathetic bag lady after that blatantly inaccurate account of my meeting with the son of Frey.

Aegir will talk about his precious mead to anyone who will listen. Extensively.

AEGIR: And imagine my embarrassment when I learned I almost served him a meal, instead of killing him on sight. I must say, though, I did like his green-haired friend. At least he was able to appreciate the subtle intricacies of my peach lambic mead.

RR.COM: You do know that friend was a child of Loki, right?

RAN: That doesn’t matter to my husband. Aegir will talk about his precious mead to anyone who will listen. Extensively.

RR.COM: On the surface, it seems like you two don’t seem to have much in common.

RAN: We just have separate lives and interests. That’s the secret of maintaining a healthy relationship over thousands of years. He has his mead. I have my treasures—like this antique coffee filter I just found floating by!

AEGIR: Ok, so you have your own separate hobbies and that makes you both happy?

RAN: We’re SO happy.

AEGIR: Tremendously happy.

RR.COM: Do I detect some sarcasm there?