Worthy, Yet Unwilling ||Thor||

|VIII|

"JOTUNHEIM?!" Drina shouted as she stormed into the smallest of the many banquet halls in the castle, as her face was going red with rage. "You cannot be serious!" She snapped at Thor, as it was Loki, who followed her into their suddenly quiet room.

"I told you! I told you Thor, that she would not at all be okay with all this Jotunheim nonsense." Loki's voice cut in, as Drina looked over at Conor, who was drinking wine in the corner.

"You are going along with this?! This is suicide! What if the Allfather, finds out? What do we do if our father finds out? Or what about mother?" Drina said and Conor scoffed at her, and he put down the goblet onto the table.

"I don't have to worry about Mother or Father. Because unlike you, I don't have to use sorcery to make myself look tougher and more of a Warrior, than I already am!"

Drina's face twisted up in an ugly expression of the utmost fury, and it took the Warriors Three and Loki, to hold her back from tearing her older brother's head off. "Hey, stop it!" She snapped at the others and they did so at once, not wanting to anger her any more than she already was.

She shakes her head and looked between Thor, who was looking more stubborn, more arrogant than ever before, then back to Loki, looking at her for the verdict on whether she was going to Jotunheim with them.

"Are you all going? Are all of you ready to throw yourselves into a real suicide trip for Thor's stupid pride? It is forbidden for a reason!" She said as they all looked at each other, as then one by one, they all moved to stand with Thor, who had his arms crossed over his chest.

Loki's eyes were wide and in them there was the rarest expression and emotion that was hardly ever seen out of him, except when he looked for Drina in a crowd perhaps. It was hope and Drina was kicking herself for not being able to resist it.

"Fine. I suppose that as the self-proclaimed 'Defender of the Odinsons', I suppose that I have to go to Jotunheim now. If to prevent you both from dying, or to just say the lovely sounding 'I told you so', when Odin tears us all a new one." She said and Thor was smirking clearly, while Loki walked over and Drina was testing the sharpness of a dagger on her fingertip.

"Thank you. If we get into a fight in Jotunheim, there is no one else that I would have rather fighting with me. I swear." Loki murmured to her as the quiet scoff came from Drina.

"Not even your brother? The God of Thunder and the Mighty Hammer of legend?" She mocked and Loki shakes his head at her words, but, yet unable to keep a small smile from slipping on his face.

"I would much rather have someone on our side who can fight with brains and with strength, then just being the brute of the team." He murmured as she smiled a bit.

She tossed the dagger to him and it stopped in midair, as he held out his hand to stop it and she grinned at his telekinetic abilities.

"We are leaving! Would you two both just stop acting like you are getting all married and you just get to the stables already?" Volstagg shouts, and Drina's eyes rolled and she jogs after them and Loki followed just behind her.

They reached the stables without difficulty and Drina was admiring the eight-legged horse Sleipnir, as she was waitin' for the others to finish up with their horses.

"I wish that there was more eight-legged horses out there. Would it not be amazing, to have a whole full herd of them and their kind?" Fandral asked and Drina scoffed quietly, as she rode her horse after the others as they prepared for fooling Heimdall, a strong gatekeeper if anyone else ever really knew one.

"What? Your silver tongue turned to lead?" Conor mocked Loki, as they all went by Heimdall, who allowed the group to go to Jotunheim, along with some dire warnings to go along with them.