When Thor had left her, having been called on by Odin, Namira had decided not to explore, but rather stay in Thor's room. She enjoyed his lingering scent there as she lazed on the bed and her mind went over all the things they'd done in just the three days she'd been there now. She recalled his touches, the way he had looked at her. It had been amazing to watch him with the power she'd aided him in getting back and to think it had taken her so little but to speak words of praise or prayer, to adore him – which she did regardless – and worship him with her body.
She moved from the bed, feeling bold and mischievous as she knelt before it, her hands once again together in prayer, "Thank you Thor for allowing me to spend this week to you. I know my words will reach you and.... I can't wait for you to come back here... I want to worship you. I want to make the most of the time we have left. I wish... I wish I'd offered you more in our bargain. I want you."
The thought of him hearing her prayer to him as she strengthened his body satisfied her and she hoped it'd make her want to return to her swiftly.
Namira was sure that most of the power he'd gotten back came from the time he'd been inside her. That surge of power had been strong and it made sense that the one method that gave him the greatest power was the one that held the greatest risk to her safety.
There were four days left now. She sighed softly, then added, "I want to be with you, I want to return as much of your power to you as I can before I'll have to leave you. I will have you inside of me...Please Thor. Let me help you."
It seemed silly, speaking to the emptiness in the room while saying these things, but Namira knew he'd hear her. She wanted to make sure he understood the length she was willing to go to help him, that she knew what helped him most and she was beyond willing to do her part in that.
He didn't come to her as quickly as she'd hoped he would after her prayers to him, but she would wait up. She heard voices then and froze. Namira recognised his voice, heard the irritation in his tone as he addressed whoever was with him. His bedchamber was safe, he'd said, but she felt hesitant to stay on his bed where she'd settled in again waiting for him.
Namira glanced around for a place to hide. She wasn't sure why she'd need it, but she felt an urgent need to do so. She moved from the bed and finally settled for sliding herself under the bed after grabbing pillows from all over the room. Using the pillows to hide herself from view she lay there.
Thor's voice grew louder as he and whoever was with him approached his room, "There's nothing in my room."
The other voice urged him to prove that to be fact and let them see. She heard the doors open after a moment of consideration, footsteps entering.
She heard, rather than saw, the door to the bath chamber open, to his closets, she heard furniture being moved and felt a nudge against one of the pillows, "You live in such a mess, brother, what are all these pillows?"
Loki. Namira shut her eyes as if that'd further help hiding her from view as she heard Thor answer, "It is comfortable at night. Leave me be. I don't pester you about your sleeping habits either and we both know there's much more to be discussed there with your hay preferences."
Namira bit her lip sharply to keep from making a sound as she realised Thor was hinting at Loki's horse-preferences in the past, but the trickster didn't seem fazed by it at all.
It was another voice that spoke then, "We'll explore the rest of Bilskirnir, your brother has been quite sure you hide a human woman here, that she is the reason your power is surging while ours remains weak. If this is true, we will take her with us son."
Loki's voice came next, "You speak of restoring balance to the world brother, but what balance is there when you hold a power greater than the rest us because you will not share your devoted servant?"
Silence. Thor didn't answer the taunt instead he spoke to his father and ignored Loki altogether, "Feel free father, you will find nothing. Do you approve of me sealing this room as we leave it, now that you've satisfied your curiosity and suspicion? I will not leave this room open for Loki or his kin to roam free. This is my sacred space."
Odin's voice came quickly, "I approve. Come Loki, there's much to search if you're so certain we will find this human here." With that, the Gods left the room and Namira relaxed as she heard the doors close, a sense of safety returning to her.
Namira didn't dare leave her spot under the bed, unsure if she'd have the luxury to hide again if they decided to return here after all. She'd wait until Thor came back, by himself. Realising Loki was here... she turned her face to rest on one of the pillows, taking the opportunity to rest without worry of him invading her dreamworld while he was here searching for her. At ease, feeling safe, she fell asleep quickly.
Her eyes flew open as she heard the doors open, but she kept still and silent. Namira didn't know how long she'd been asleep and she wouldn't risk Thor not being alone. The doors closed and she heard his voice, "You can come out now Namira."
As she pushed the pillows aside and moved from under the bed she looked at him, finding his gaze dark and fixated on her. She didn't speak as he stepped forward, "You pushed boundaries today, Namira. In your own need you forgot others would see those jolts of power and have questions."
Her cheeks flushed as she realised he was referring to her teasing prayers to him earlier, "I... I'm sorry."
His lips curved into a smile, "You admit guilt, then?" His question felt like a trap and Namira's mind raced as she tried to figure out how not to get caught in it, but then wordlessly she nodded.
Amusement flickered in his gaze, "Good. Let's see you earn forgiveness while I punish you for the trouble you caused."
TBC...
