ancient legacies & crime

The gods had blessed him, truly. His pack. His family. All of it. The viking king feels the mantle resting on his shoulders, heavy but comfortable. It's beautiful, and with their help he's brought together something incredible. A proud man. Of course, who wouldn't be? Really, Víðarr seems to radiate with that pride. A beautiful wife and soon... more. Their own. Finally, it seemed things would be coming together.

Perhaps even more than usual, Víðarr goes out of his way to care for her. Tenshi is always on his mind, but now? It seemed even more so. The viking king had business to attend to, sure, but she's the most important business of all. Maybe that's why he's gone out of his way to surprise her, especially on the first truly warm spring day. Summer would be here soon enough, bringing the stickiness and the heat with it. Better to enjoy the nice days while they still had them. Laying out an early picnic dinner for his wife on one of the more accessible but still scenic ledges... this seemed nice.

Setting about laying the picnic out, he sends Månsken for her. The little owl leaving at about the same time he begins to set up, the viking king should be fully set and sorted by the time Tenshi arrived.

"Víðarr"