turn back time t . odinson

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Odin called for the invitees to be the first out of the throne room. He was to call each immortal to walk down in alphabetical order. Omisha was intent was examining each god announced as they were to be her targets for socialisation. She hid beside Frigga, out from the spotlight. "Aegir, the God of the Sea." Odin stood on the edge of the steps as the Sea God approached him.

Aegir had an ectomorphic build. His skin had the tone of gold and the eyes of a green pasture floating above a blue body of water. His hair was a dark brown with it cut short. He dressed in an elegant charcoal fabric that brought out how toned he was. To Omisha he looked rather handsome. The youthful God bowed slightly to the King before taking off slowly down the steps.

As Aegir took his time, Odin called on the next immortal. "Baldur, the God of Light, Joy and Purity." A beaming god steps out of line. He wore a white tunic that matched his Jaese title entirely. Omisha immediately thought Baldur was a soft childlike being as he wore the greatest smile ever. His brown eyes lit up even more as Odin smiled back at him.

"Eir, the Goddess of Healing and Mercy." An angelic woman takes her step forward. The way her eyes gazed over the crowd was like a merciful healing. She expressed a quaint smile as she bowed before Odin. Omisha knew instantly Midgardians would see Eir to be a true angel.

"Gefjon , the Goddess of Agriculture and Fertility." A woman with a slightly shaved head and distinct dark skin wore a baggy matte green dress. She flashed a brilliant grin to those watching and even winked to the King. Frigga chuckled beside Omisha.

The moment Omisha turned her head to quizzical look to Frigga, she saw Loki staring right back at her. Sheepishly recoiling her eyes, Omisha smacked herself in her head mentally. "Freyja, the Goddess of Beauty, Love and War." A gorgeous blonde wearing the most marvellous rose gold gown outshines everyone. Anyone could fall in love with her by looking into her eyes.

"Omisha, the Goddess of Life and Death." Frigga nudged Omisha as hundreds of eyes lock onto her once again. A little bit startled, Omisha eases her way to Odin. She didn't dare to look at any of the other immortals but concentrate on not falling on her face, as her butt still hurt. As she bowed slightly, Odin still had that knowing glint in his eyes. A flicker of emotion that reflected that he was impressed by her trick earlier.

Omisha kept her eyes fixated on the big opening at the end of the throne room. She didn't dare to turn back and see who followed her. She could barely look to the side and wave hello to the Asgardians. When she did, most waved back and there were others who gave her a friendly smile. Had she earned their respect? Maybe.

The wind whipped her locks back as Omisha stepped out from the throne room. Heimdall stood at the entrance and indicated that she turn left and keep walking until she came across the other immortals. Taking his directions, the heiress dabbled about her walk down the cobbled backstreet. It ran alongside the throne room and the back of a few noble Asgardian houses. It was laced with natural flora that made the stroll pretty.

She did not expect the pathway to end by the gate that opened into a fenced pasture. Standing in the middle of it were the first immortals. The fenced area was hidden behind the throne room as the pathway snaked itself around its walls. Opposite the entry gate stood a big wooden shack.