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And this time, I believe him.

Chapter 14

Vidar

Six Weeks Later

Three thousand years ago, I commanded armies, challenged goddesses, and brought kingdoms to their knees.

Today, I am being reprimanded by a woman holding a watering can.

“Vidar, sweetheart, you cannot threaten customers.”

“I did not threaten him.”

“You told him his ancestors would weep at his disgrace.”

“An accurate prediction.”

Wren plants one hand on her hip.

“He asked for a discount on roses!”

“He insulted your craftsmanship.”

“He said the arrangement was overpriced.”

“An insult.”

She closes her eyes.

I wait.

After several moments, she opens them again.

“We talked about this.”

“We did.”

“And what did we agree?”

I sigh.

“That I must ask whether you require assistance before intervening.”

“Exactly.”

I consider this.

“Would you have preferred that I allowed him to insult you?”

“Yes.”

My brow furrows.

“An unusual preference.”

“Because I can handle a rude customer, Vidar.”