The spirit Hazel had been speaking to disappears back into the swirling dampness and for a moment the Autumn spirit sits with an air of unamusement upon seeing the King of Asgard once more. Yet his demeanor is more civil this time. More subdued. He is not trying to wrest the weather away from her ritual or disrupt her affairs.
Almost as though he's learned his lesson.
And lo, the answer he gives! It is almost enough to make her smirk in satisfaction. Almost, but not quite. Today is not a day to be spent dwelling on the petty squabblings of the living. Her attention today is toward the dead.
"Leaders asking their predecessors for one last lesson...yes. I suppose this is a common enough request. What sort of man was your father? A God King like yourself, was he kind with his words and actions?"
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The spirit Hazel had been speaking to disappears back into the swirling dampness and for a moment the Autumn spirit sits with an air of unamusement upon seeing the King of Asgard once more. Yet his demeanor is more civil this time. More subdued. He is not trying to wrest the weather away from her ritual or disrupt her affairs.
Almost as though he's learned his lesson.
And lo, the answer he gives! It is almost enough to make her smirk in satisfaction. Almost, but not quite. Today is not a day to be spent dwelling on the petty squabblings of the living. Her attention today is toward the dead.
"Leaders asking their predecessors for one last lesson...yes. I suppose this is a common enough request. What sort of man was your father? A God King like yourself, was he kind with his words and actions?"