Or at least, that is the myth. Tamar knew better. Rhine maidens are vain – no one could be more so; even Tamar could not match them. They expend a lot of energy on fun as opposed to work and they tend to chatter on inconsequentially in a manner that Tamar found maddening. But they are not stupid. Rhine maidens will attempt to seduce anyone, male or female, they are not fussy. Admiration is what they want. But Tamar reasoned that she and Cindy would be safe from this kind of attack. Safer than any of the guys anyway. Still, she warned Cindy what to expect. She was not really expecting to find Loki here, or anything much except irritation. There was something about the Rhine maidens that got under her skin. They were too much like mermaids and Tamar despised mermaids. However, Stiles was right. They could not afford to ignore any leads, even one as obvious as this. And Stiles was in charge of this investigation. ‘Just keep them distracted,’ Tamar told Cindy. ‘Compliment them and let them chatter on.
