Flashback: After the battle for Asgard
The day had been won, and the Golden Realm was secure for however long a peace could last. For the immortals, it was the usual cycle, Vincent supposed, but for him, it had been momentous. He had been called to stand with the realm of his birth, and he had answered it, however conflicted he had felt when standing before Lord Odin.
More than that, to have been personally recognized by Lord Thor? It was mind-blowing.
He made his way about the hall, hoping to find Moira or Danielle and see that they were well.
Passing by one particularly rowdy area, he bumped into someone. (It was a party, everyone was bumping into someone, but this was actually enough to knock him down.)
(Damn mixed heritage.)
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