"Good evening, Lord Odin. I've brought a gift." He says, holding a bottle up so he can see it. "Mead. A special recipe I've been working on for months. I've finally perfected it and decided to bring you a bottle and allow you first drink."
“Good evening to you, too. I am glad to see you are faring much better now.” Though he only had one eye Odin did not need to look for long to notice who his company was. It was no one but Dacian himself.
His face lit up when he was presented with the gift, and he turned round to pick up two glasses from the cabinet. The hall where they were had, aside from a table with enough room for all the gods and twice as many more visitors, comfortable seats, and plenty of space and large windows that let in lots of light, a cabinet full of glasses. Odin’s seat, right next to Frigga’s, was in the opposite side of the hall.
The god carried the glasses to the table, gesturing for Dacian to follow, and pulled out a chair on one side of the table for him, seating himself in the neighboring seat. “Come, let me pour out this mead for us and let us drink. Frigga made some wonderful steak earlier, and there’s also cheese and bread left from breakfast if you wish to pair your drink with some food.”
Soon, both glasses were full, and Odin picked up his, waiting for Dacian to take his own. He seemed ready to cheer on their health and finally try the drink, and the look on his face gave away hos curiosity and admiration for Dacian.
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