Let 'em say we're crazy!
The king's reception room was where he'd ended his journey through the glorious, gilded realm... through the courtyard and grand entry hall (where sat an obscene fountain of chocolate, from which he'd partaken and still attempted to rid his fingers of the evidence). The throne room had been nothing to write home about (kidding), but now was the time for the quiet, humble area where the king did his official business...
Thor, Zap (a queen now), Nathaniel Zale (an ass-kiss now) and Strange were all sitting in various, over-stuffed chairs and sofas beyond the door he'd been escorted to. John Constantine let himself in: no need for introductions. After all, he was there by request from Zale. "Royals," he greeted, the first time meeting the Allfather. His head turned then and he honed in on 'Caltrops', "Wizards..." The blond man smirked at Nathaniel and his eyebrows rose expectantly. "Things must be bleak for you lot to need me around." Then, he shot a wink at Zap because they all looked tense.