“Is there a Spanish proverb for sleeping in until noon and lucking your way into positions?” Nathaniel asked Angel before his attention turned further down the table toward Loki. “Forgive the prince, my queen,” the adviser advised Eva. “He rarely pays attention to something until it has the ability to bite back.”
Jon bounced the growing baby boy in his lap and decided to investigate on his own. “Open up, ya little jackalope,” he told Torben and examined his mouth. “Looky there,” Forge said with excitement. “Little nibbler, looks like it just broke through,” he told the rest of the table. Forge sprung the young prince from his lap to Baldr’s, mostly as a favor to Eva. “Look at those two handsome men,” he added with a smile.