❛ must you dilly-dally for this long?❜ comes the accented reply from a highly unamused god. he does not keep track of the time for fear his worn thin equanimity might cause him to use a cloaking spell with the replacement of an illusion and may he be damned if he hears the end of it. she’s been at it for a long time, a spell that should impress odin and make a lasting impression --- one that clearly wouldn’t impress even the most eager of children waiting to see. he doesn’t doubt her skills and surely his father isn’t blind to her talent either, but odin lacked diligence far worse than loki. her reply does nothing to quell the boredom he’s been subjected to and the prince rolls his eyes before rising, casually walking over to where she stands. ❛ if you can’t show me, what on earth makes you think performing in front of the king will be any easier? would you dare tell him to have patience after he’s brushed you off? ❜ circling like a vulture, the trickster pauses behind her and bows forward over a shoulder. ❛ use that fear and nervousness to persevere, not to waver, especially when it comes to magic. ❜