“As you all know this has been a hectic couple of days,” Atlas raises a cup of wine as he stands at the main table set up against the farthest wall. The long table is lined with mouth-watering foods the people sitting on his left and right are only the most important members of Luna Alba including his wife and kids, and Fionn and his family. “Only we could have gotten through it. I want to take this moment to give you all my thanks.”
In unison, everyone around us slams their fists against the hardwood table. Plates rattle and the food shifts. A ghost of a smile hints on Atlas’s face and he nods appreciatively.
“With the goddesses blessing whatever should come tomorrow we shall have tonight. Now, we feast!” He raises his cup and everyone follows suit. “To Luna Alba. To hope for a
