Brooding Romance

(Explicit 18+ contains smex)

The whole scenario of the two powerhouses of the World's Order was in a constant battle of wits that were once playful. But some words exchanged became more adamant towards insulting sprays as if they were cobras fighting for dominion in their verbal battle. 

Though, Osiris was looking at Odin as if he was waiting for his guest to stop reminiscing about the horrors of that day as he presumed from the beads of cold sweat accumulating across his brow. Perpetual agreements among these prominent figures that would've come to terms with their situation. One was for the entertainment of his own while the other was to coincidentally confront the supposed murderer. 

"Such sweet revenge you wanted to feel, for this little halfling. It doesn't seem to be that of a concern. But it is understandable-" said Osiris as he was suddenly interrupted by Odin's sudden slamming his knife into the bronze table clean through.