Until Odin separates us | Heimdall

Patience and Nervousness

CHAPTER FIVE

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Leah never got excited like now her impatience began to grow every day, she waited for Heimdall to visit her and take her to the top of the wall so she could enjoy the view. Every day she went to see Gulltopra who was feeling better and better, in fact he had recovered, but she always found an excuse to appear next to the great beast. Maybe because she wanted to catch Heimdall and whine to him to take her to the top of the wall right now

But he wasn't there, his mind was also swarming with nerves and other plans. He had to follow Odin's orders he couldn't just say that he could take the female guard to the top of the wall now. Not now. He didn't even know how he would do it, his little voice in his head that voice of reason told him to do it in some calculated way, come on why? She is just like a mortal nobody important lower tier uninteresting person

And yet she aroused the interest of the god of foresight. How? He didn't know. She only aroused his curiosity about her character, he wanted to get to know her better in more detail which was surprising even to Heimdall himself it was an unexpected turn of events surprise written in his mind

Heimdall had been busy for the past few days constantly with something going on. He didn't have a moment's rest especially after Odin decided to imprison Tyr in Nilfheim, he supported him considered him a threat on Ace. After all, he was the guardian of Ace himself knew what was right and wrong, even though Odin ruled with everything he agreed with him to stay by his side like a mutt. But with some issues he could not agree with his all-father.

And such thoughts flowed to him while patrolling the entire wall, looking towards the sun he realized that... Well. His legs carried him towards the elevator, when he stepped onto the wooden platform he pulled the familiar lever to go down. Impatiently, he tapped against the wooden railing of the elevator and his gaze focused on the Asgard buildings that appear before him gradually increasing in size as the elevator platform on which the god is located approached. A multitude of plans were forming in his head

A mass of compartments were forming in his arrogant brain, telling him what to do and how to do it, but none of them prompted him perfectly, either he didn't like it or I find it tacky. So.

He found himself in front of the door of Leah's room, he didn't even know when he was inside Gladsheim, but he was. He stood in front of that light oak door of Leah's which had gold accents on the door frame along with the greenery that the woman likes to surround herself with, he hesitated. Why did he hesitate? He simply knocked to tell her to get ready and go with her quickly to the wall and bounce it.

Of course he knew the woman was impatient, but she waited patiently with his permission. As he had promised to come for her he would do so. Then why did he hesitate now? He was a god damn it! He couldn't hesitate about something so obvious and yet he panicked and ran away like a frightened animal.

He fled the depths of one of Asgard's twelve halls, slightly embarrassed. His cheeks were burning, why were they burning him? His hands tightly clenched on the doorknob from his room he rushed into it pushing the door with his whole body.

- Why did you stupid head mess up such a simple task! - he was annoyed out loud, it was uncharacteristic of him, but irritation boiled over him more than he expected he ran his hand over his blond hair which was tightly pinned up in fancy braids on his head, he always pinned it up like this so it wouldn't bother him during a fight. The silly fashion for long hair followed fashion in its own way in a more or less original way. He settled on the bed with a sigh and hid his face in his hands.