Odin truly lived up to being a big shot. The way he did things was absolutely unexpected.
First, he rode his divine steed through the clouds, charging all the way toward New York and scaring Evenson into breaking out in a cold sweat. But who would have guessed that Odin suddenly yanked the reins, nearly snapping the steed's neck as he changed direction and headed for Kamar-Taj's New York Sanctum instead.
Evenson might have escaped disaster, but could he relax now? Could he finally set his heart at ease? Of course not. Klayya was still at the New York Sanctum! Odin was clearly still furious and looked mentally unstable. What if he started causing trouble?!
"No, I have to go take a look." Evenson looked frantic. He knew perfectly well that he was no match for Odin, but that was still better than standing around here worrying himself sick.
"Calm down." After her initial surprise, Gabriel gradually regained her composure and stopped Evenson. "Odin should be looking for me."
"What?!" Evenson failed to process that for a moment. Now that Odin had regained his senses and recovered his power, shouldn't he hurry back home and reclaim his throne? Why was he going to visit her? Did he not want his wife or children anymore? Did he not want his kingdom or royal authority anymore? He had come all this way just to see her?!
Even if Odin did not love power, Gabriel was hardly the sort of beauty worth that much.
Could it be... Evenson suddenly slapped his forehead. Could Odin have felt too isolated and helpless, so he wanted to go to Kamar-Taj and recruit reinforcements to bolster his position? Then, upon entering, he would deliver an impassioned speech:
"Frigga, that false regent, is neither gentle nor agreeable, and