"Thank you, miss. We love the prize, and we'd also like to buy a large ship."
Taking the clerk's hand, Frigga decisively declared that she wanted to buy a spacecraft. Even while Loki was still hesitating, she had made up her mind at once.
She knew that if she asked Deathstroke for one, there was an eighty-percent chance he would give her a ship.
After all, her two sons and daughter all had good relationships with Deathstroke, and Gin was close to her younger sister Gullveig. Now that Asgard had fallen, she still had enough standing as the queen.
But unlike Odin, Frigga preferred living by other people's rules rather than seeking another Pathway.
Besides, favors wore thinner the more they were used, and she was not short of money now.
Back when she was in Asgard, she had never known what money was useful for and had no interest in it.
That was because Asgard followed a traditional clan-chief system. Everyone ate Odin's food and wore Odin's clothes. As the All-Father, he enjoyed supreme authority, but he was also responsible for the food, clothing, shelter, and daily needs of the entire race.
Wasn't that how tribal chieftains worked? The patriarch model.
It was not as though people had no private property, but it was limited to their own weapons, food and drink, women, and horses.
Everything else, whether it was the house they lived in, the tables and chairs at home, the grain they ate, or even the firewood they burned in winter, was provided by Odin.
Asgard also had some foreign currency reserves, such as Xandar Credit Points, Kree Empire military merit points, Skrull metal notes, and so on.
But those things were used to settle trade with outside forces. Frigga only knew they existed and had never