Chapter 362: Tell me, Odin
"I apologize, Your Highness," Odin murmured, lowering his eyes in respect and perhaps a bit of shame.
"There’s no need to apologize," Magnus responded gently. "But I am curious—why are you doing this?" His voice was calm, yet his gaze was probing.
"Apparently, there’s no reason for it," Odin asserted, his tone firm, though it was clear he was holding something back.
"Venus annoys me," Odin finally admitted, his voice tinged with frustration. "She showed up at an all-vampire bar with the excuse that she wanted to give me milk cakes. There are so many things about her that get under my skin," he revealed, his irritation evident.
"Prince Magnus, it’s obvious they’re made for each other," Griffin chimed in with a grin. "I’ve seen firsthand how Odin and Venus bicker—they argue like lovers," he added, his tone teasing.
"Don’t call us lovers. There’s nothing going on between us," Odin snapped, glaring at Griffin, his voice sharp with denial.
"Lies," Griffin countered, shaking his head with a mischievous glint in his eyes. "I saw it with my own eyes—you kissed her."
Odin’s face drained of color, his expression shifting to one of shock. His throat went dry, and for a moment, he was at a loss for words.
Magnus couldn’t help but chuckle at Griffin’s revelation. "If you’re interested in her, then pursue her properly," he advised Odin, a hint of amusement still in his voice. "But if you’re not, there’s no need to tease her all the time and then wonder why you’re doing it," he added, his tone shifting to something more genuine.