Well, that was certainly unexpected. That must have been some very, very fine wine to get a reaction like that out of the goddess. He raised a brow, undoubtedly suspicious of her actions, but said nothing. Instead, he simply linked his fingers behind his back and continued to inspect Urd’s display. He had caught something in that wine, a scent in which did not belong. Surely this was the odour of magic. Although his sense of smell may not have been as great as that of a Mukhtar, it was still fairly impressive. Genie could detect enchantment like nobody’s business. And though he was sure there was a good reason behind the magic’s presence, he could not help but wonder whether that reason was ‘good’ for everyone. Was this magic present to enrich the wine with certain flavours or was it there for another purpose beyond taste? Perhaps it was to persuade their guests. He wondered. Did Urd intend to force them to fall in love? It seemed a bit much. Then again, when Urd was determined… He bit his tongue.

Genie paused from his walk around the display and turned back to look at Urd curiously. “What year?” he asked testingly. He was talking about the wine, of course.