“I read a lot.”
“Herya, fetch our guest some...” Odin turned back to Zac. “What was it again?”
“Water.”
“Water,” Odin repeated. He gave a bemused chuckle. “Drinkable water. What will they think of next?”
“Will that be all?”
Odin looked along the table. “Who’s for another round?”
The Vikings’ cheers almost lifted the roof. Shouts came from all corners of the table at once.
“Down here, love.”
“A few more flagons at this end, sweetheart.”
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