Family and Goddess 2.174

Once the night came, Viggo and Rosewisse showed up in front of the building where the luxury restaurant that the Dragonroads always occupied for important events was.

The entrance was a double glass door screen as well as the walls that faced the street. The lights were on, the tables tidy, but there were no customers.

The guard at the entrance seeing Viggo in his frac suit and Rosewisse in an evening gown, opened the two doors and told them -please go ahead- he tries to be as cut as possible, but the impression of Rosewisse's wings was too great. So that guy stared for a few seconds, but he reacted quickly before his behavior was annoying and he could run out of his job. This restaurant was an exclusive place where only the nobles, Kain, his family and the goddess Freya attended from time to time. Not just anyone could work here or afford to be rude to customers.

Viggo went with his hair combed back, taking on a more refined and elegant appearance in conjunction with the frac suit. On the other hand, Rosewisse wore a deep red evening dress that could compete with Viggo's hair. Her refined and tempting figure was only overshadowed by her beautiful white wings.

Viggo and Rosewisse entered the restaurant and passed through the hallway formed by the tables. The space was more than four meters, so Rosewisse had no problem moving forward with his wings.

Halfway through they met Cynthia, manager of the restaurant who had known the Dragonroads for many years. At this time, she was in her forties, but she looked young and radiant, as if she were still in her twenties. Brown hair, braid, and purple evening dress with shine.

-Good evening, Viggo- said Cinthia, bowing her head over to him and Rosewisse.

-Good evening, Cinthia- replied Viggo -I introduce you to Rosewisse, my girlfriend-

-Much pleasure, Miss- said Cinthia -it is an honor for us that you are here-

-Thank you- Rosewisse replied with her silver hair framing her face and a faint blush on her cheeks. She lived in a society in Vanahaeim, but there were no such places. Everything was too precious, elegant, and wonderful. For a moment she wondered if they and the Aesir could achieve this level of prosperity if they were not fighting each other.

Cinthia, professional and intelligent, was not dazzled by Rosewisse and her angel figure. She always remained calm and smiled -Lady Freya is waiting for them on the third floor-

-Thank you very much- replied Viggo, Rosewisse only made a slight nod and walked along with Viggo. However, when they reached the stairs, they encountered the usual problem and Rosewisse had to advance first while Viggo followed her from behind.

Once the two reached the third floor they met Ottar and Freya sitting around a table. Freya was wearing a beautiful one-piece white dress that exposed her back to where the tail began. Ottar next to her was wearing a frac. She is thin, of average height and delicate as a lily. He, with one meter eighty in height, muscular and expression hard as steel. However, seeing Viggo softens a bit.

On the third floor there was only one table and four chairs. The wall on the left was completely made of glass so you could see the street and its lampposts. As they were in the northern sector of Orario everything was very elegant and tidy.

Viggo and Rosewisse walked to the table. Freya and Ottar got up from the table and stood side by side to greet them. The expression of pleasure and admiration was not long in coming, marveling at Rosewisse's beautiful wings. Her smile said it all, she wanted those wings, although she didn't dislike Rosewisse's appearance. After all, she, like everyone else, is fond of beauty.

-Viggo, it's been a long time- Freya said -I hope you missed us-

Viggo smiled undeterred by Freya's beauty. He had been watching her come and go from home with Ottar since childhood. It's not like he's immune, the goddess was beautiful, to put it simply. However, she was also her brother's mother, as well as being a kind of capricious person, which separated her from Viggo's tastes.

-It's been a while, Freya- replied Viggo with a calm smile, without showing much affection, but not too much disdain either -I'm sorry to say that I haven't missed them. I was traveling and training-

-Wow, maybe I should travel more often to see if I can get such an adorable companion- Freya said with a captivating smile and passing her view from Viggo to Rosewisse.

-I've always been told I was born lucky- said Viggo looking at Rosewisse so she would focus on him and not get nervous about seeing the goddess's flirtatious smile -so I don't recommend it, this may be the luck of several lives together-

Rosewisse blushed as she saw the goddess and Viggo struggling to get her attention. Rosewisse didn't know the other goddess, but Viggo fascinated her more and more every day, every facet, every skill.

-Love oppresses the mind and the heart- Freya said with some sorrow at seeing that she did not get Rosewisse's attention -nothing to do. It's your luck Viggo, that can admit. Ottar, dear one, present yourself before the beautiful angel-

Ottar nodded and said -much pleasure, sister-in-law-

-Me- Rosewisse said, bowing her gaze and red from the neck to the ears -we haven't married or anything yet. Sister-in-law is a little-

-So, it's wrong?-

-No, not at all- Rosewisse said in a forceful voice and a huge smile -sister-in-law is perfect, sister-in-law is fine-

Ottar nodded, looked at Viggo, and showed him a small smile of complicity. Viggo winked at him as if to say he knew she was in love with him. Ottar shook his head, in the face of such an act of arrogance.

-Let's go to the table- Ottar said -the food will be ready in a few minutes-

-Do I hope you choose wisely?- asked Viggo, hugging Rosewisse by the waist and guiding her to the table.

Ottar was ahead with Freya and replied -of course. For you and me the same as always. Also, considering the comments circulating, I deduced that the sister-in-law would be a warrior like us. So, I ventured into asking for the same thing. In any case, we have already talked with the kitchen and prepared several dishes that could be to their liking-

-It's good, we'll see what happens-

The four of them sat at the table and within a few minutes the food arrived. Ottar's decision was right and praised by Rosewisse. Freya was the only one who ate a small portion of food, almost entirely vegetarian. The central theme throughout the time was the newborn Uriel, who according to the comments of Viggo, Rosewisse and Ottar was the closest thing to perfection. However, the three noticed that Freya was bored so the conversation was redirected to Freya and Ottar's journey.

-Did you accept a girl into your family?- asked Viggo quite surprised. It was true that in the Freya family was "Aunt" Mia Grand, but apart from her, there were no more women.

-That's right, Syr is a singular talent- Freya replied dodgingly.

Viggo immediately understood that she wouldn't talk about that girl anymore, so he changed the topic of conversation again -Ottar mentioned in the morning that he would become the new captain of the Freya family- he said.

-Ottar, dear- Freya said with a serious look and looking into her eyes.

Ottar looked down somewhat embarrassed and replied with a little smile - I'm sorry I can't bear to tell Viggo, but don't worry. Viggo knows how to keep secrets-

-Yes, it's true- Viggo nodded on the other side and sat next to Rosewisse -like that time…-

Ottar gave him a murderous look. He and Viggo had grown up together, so the number of embarrassing things Viggo knew was not few. Viggo only replied with a playful smile, as if it had only been a joke.

-Viggo, please keep this information secret- Freya said in a melodious and seductive voice. She held a glass of wine in her hand and began to rock it from side to side, waving the wine inside. She stopped the movement of the cup, took a sip, and ran the tip of her tongue over her lips in a suggestive way -this information I still do not communicate to the other gods, to Uranus or to the guild-

-You don't need to worry- replied Viggo with all confidence -I'm not interested in divulging Ottar's information, I just asked because I went from a race to where my father and got something for us to provide-

-That sounds very considerate. The liquor your father prepares could be considered one of my favorites, just one step below the successful blend of the god Soma-

-I understand, but I don't think it can be compared to the Estus-

-No, not at all, in many ways, it is blasphemy against life what your father does. Nothing in this world should be able to replenish the strength of the soul-

-Let's leave it as something delicious-

-Indeed, please- said Freya, eager to try estus. She took her glass and threw the wine on her back without any decorum or pretense of sophistication. That's how delicious Estus was to the gods. She took her empty cup and put it on the table, ahead of Viggo. The latter smiled, took out the leather bag from one of his pockets. Then he looks inside and take out an emerald bottle with a golden glow inside. Viggo uncovered the bottle and the aroma of Estus, imbued the air with a soft fragrance of medicinal herbs. The aroma was pleasant, but its taste more. Thanks to this, Viggo served Freya's cup halfway and she removed it.

Freya smiled pleased to have this kind of treasure and brought it closer to her lips. She couldn't just take a sip, but quickly steepen the glass and drink the contents. She smiled pleased and looked at everyone present -sorry, you will see, one does not try this every day- she said.

-There is nothing to apologize for- said Viggo -I can agree with you that it is something exquisite-

-Thank you- Freya replied with a seductive smile.

Viggo responded with a smile, stretched out the bottle and Freya took the opportunity to bring her glass closer. Viggo refilled it and she removed it, but this time she drank more demurely. Viggo served Estus to Rosewisse, Ottar and finally to him, then left the bottle on the table, raised the glass, and said -for the new captain-

-For the new captain- Freya and Rosewisse replied by raising their glasses. Ottar raised his glass while smiling. Everyone collided cups letting the glass produce a harmonious vibration.

Once they finished their drinks, Freya looked at Viggo and said -your wife left me a note that I could only read today–

-That's right, I tell myself and we already agreed to carry it out. Within this week we will be summoning the goddess. I look forward to having a pleasant cooperation with you. Of course, especially with you, Ottar-

-You don't need to mention it- Ottar replied with a big smile, raised his glass, Viggo bumped it into his, and they both drank the contents in one sip.

-I say the same thing, Viggo- Freya replied -I've been looking for a reliable business partner for so long-

-Semiramis thinks that the opportunity is among us. Ottar and I are brothers, we would protect each other and never hurt each other for some valis. Trust is not something that can be bought, it is something that is earned-

-That's right, what has a price, can be sold to different buyers- Freya replied, as if to say that the person who moves for money quickly finds a better bidder, as if they were mercenaries. She looked at Ottar and nodded. Ottar got up, went to a table that was at the bottom of the third floor, took a flat box with a rectangular shape. He went back to the table and handed it to Freya.

-A gift for your wife, tell her that I hope to be on the best terms with her- Freya said, she laid out the flat box covered in blue velvet and Viggo received it. Freya added -go ahead, sail, has a necklace from my personal collection. An intimate gift for a close friend-

-I understand- Viggo replied with a business smile, opened the blue velvet box, and inside found a beautiful diamond necklace -a beautiful piece of jewelry, if I may say-

-Can you say?- asked Freya somewhat astonished -Have you been learning with your father?-

-Yes, but there is little I can do. However, I realize that the necklace has no imperfections-

-Well, it was made with the divinity of a god, of course it is perfect, but it is not as good as the jewels your father makes-

-How is that?-

-You see, dear Viggo, the value of something can be measured in its quality, feeling of scarcity and perfection. However, something made by a god lacks feelings, although of course, it is still precious. Instead, your father creates things from his inspiration, skill and experience, something that cannot be paid for-

-In the end, what matters is knowing how to do things instead of relying on a magical power that is not even understood-

-Yes, you could say. The magical power, the immediacy, has no delight whatsoever if you know what I mean. One must explore the possibilities and reach to the ultimate consequences. Let inspiration and passion fill your heart-

-I understand, inspiration is important- said Viggo, take his hand to Rosewisse's hand and caress it gently -when there is passion and inspiration, the creation of something special is possible-

Rosewisse intertwined her fingers with those of Viggo, she looked at him in love, since as he says, between his passion for magic and the inspiration of Viggo they were able to create the stone of memory. A unique object that could completely break the balance of the world if shown to everyone. However, between the two agreed that until they have a way to limit their use, they would not show it to anyone. At least, within Orario.