Lumen had a smug smile on their face as they sat back on the throne. Their feet were up on a small table. This was not the first time the god had come to the mortals. The only reason being their own boredom.

Many offerings surrounded them. Clothes of the finest silk, and food to feed a country. They looked down at the mortal that entered now, not recognizing them as the acolyte of one of their siblings, sent to deliver a demand of Lumen’s return to Deorum.

“Ahh! Another mortal to beg for gifts from me? Or, perhaps you have brought your own to offer, hmm?”