"What do you want?" Nate knew by the tone of her greeting and purpose in her eyes that Eva needed help. And because she had much more important things to do on her wedding night than talk to him.
"You might've noticed our new guest."
"That Asgardian filthy with light magic?" He'd popped up on Nate's radar... at least the bits that Freyr didn't obscure with his Beach Boy tunes and goat men. When they'd started their walk, things got much more interesting. "Wow." The dark mage channeled Troy with his reaction to Eva's story. New Odinson, a mysterious past, and at a royal wedding? Nate's brow was furrowed, but his curiosity was inflamed. First things first - he was the realest. "Spells that tamper with memories are tricky and especially something on his scale." Nate considered himself an expert on Asgardian history and the name Baldr didn't ring a bell. "And typically dark."
The slender man with the long hair and longer face paused for a few beats.
"Of course it was Odin," he interjected, whether or not it was what Zap wanted to hear. "Okay, maybe it wasn't Odin." The peddler of mystic arts attempted to stay positive. "Although, someone with the ability to put the royal family under a spell..." That would have taken Allfather level magic. "But more importantly," his eyes searched the room for the unsuspecting Odinson. "When can I poke him?"