"You are a god, then, and one I once worshiped," Eric said, tilting his head a bit in deference. "I don't believe I've ever had this particular pleasure in my long life."

It did explain why he did not smell human and at least Baldr, unlike the maenads he'd run across occasionally, was a god whose cult he was intimately familiar with. "There are not many who keep to your ways in this day and age."