Odin meticulously counted the gifts, his mind racing to ensure nothing had been overlooked. He paused for a moment, considering if there was anything more he should add.
"My Lord, I've checked everything at least three times, just as you requested," Arthur, the house butler, assured him. "Everything is accounted for, so you can rest easy. Shall I instruct the servants to load the gifts into the carriage?" he asked, his voice calm and efficient.
"Yes, tell them to proceed," Odin replied, still deep in thought. As Arthur moved to carry out his orders, Odin turned to him again. "Do I look presentable?" he inquired, a hint of anxiety in his voice.
Arthur smiled, nodding with reassurance. "Yes, My Lord, you look impeccable," he said. "I'm glad you've finally decided to move forward with the marriage. It's a decision that brings joy to the household," he added, his tone warm and approving.
