Once i got my cloak, Thor and me walked outside.
"In which seasonal garden would you like to walk, lady... I mean y/n?"
"Winter." I responded quickly.
Thor gave me a suprised look.
"It's okay if you don't like winter and want to walk somewhere else." I said, assuring him that we didn't have to go to winter if he didn't want to.
"No no no, i love to go to winter. I just thought you were more like a summer fairy, because of your wings."
"I'm an all-seasons fairy." I chuckled. "My wings look like this because the last season i was in was summer. Once i go through the barrier my wings will change color." I explained.
"If you're an all-seasons fairy that means you're royalty."
"Yes." I gave a quick answer.
"I didn't know that. Sorry."
"Don't be. I'd rather have you not knowing."
"Why?"
"Because then you won't treat me different." I made clear.
Thor didn't know what to respond. He didn't really understand why i didn't want to be treated like royalty. So he changed the subject.
"Well then, if you're an all-seasons fairy, you probably like all seasons, then why do you still like winter the most?"
"The snowflakes." Was my short answer.
Thor gave me a not- understanding look.
"The snowflakes bring me peace. They remind me of the winters in the hood, with my mom and dad."
"I'm afraid i don't understand. With your mom and dad in the hood?"
"Well yes. They found me on the street and raised me. For me, they are my real parents."
Thor gave another suprised look. I think he does that suprised look a lot.
By know we had arrived at the barrier.
"Ladies first." Thor spoke.
"Thank you." I said, while walking through the barrier.
Thor followed swiftly after me, wanting to be able to see my wings change. He watched closely as their color changed into their winter color. Than he started to shiver.
"Thor, are you okay?"
"Yes ofcourse." He said bravely.
"Hold on." I spoke.
In the short time that i had been at the palace in Alfheim, i had been practising with my powers. I was going to try a spell to help him against the cold.
"Trust me." I said while placing my hand on his neck.
He looked at me, not understanding what i was doing, but nodded. In less than a second an icy spark left my hand and ended in his neck. Thor stopped shivering.
"How did you do that?"
"I froze your main nerve so that it can no longer conduct impulses."
"Huh?"
"You won't feel cold anymore." I explained easier for Thor to understand. (Ps: i know Thor isn't stupid.)
"Ohw... That's amazing!"
After the walk (3 hours later)
"That was fun." Thor declared.
"Yes." I smiled.
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Stealing From The God Of Misschief
Fanfictionstealing from the God of Misschief? easy. Getting away with it? not at all. • strong language • triggering circumstances ( harm, pain)