Before even the time of her birth, Sigyn Freydottir has been betrothed to the crown prince of the immortal city of Asgard. Dictated from an ageless truce made between the warlike Aesir-blood and the peaceful Vanir-blood, it has been decreed that both bloodlines will one day be combined with a new union between the god-bloods: the marriage between the prince of Asgard and the princess of Vanaheim. It is a truce destined to herald a new age of peace for the god-bloods; a union to bring order to even the darkest recesses of the Ginnungagap.
Yet Destiny is rarely so straightforward.
After a mishap separates a teenaged Thor and Sigyn from their hunting party in the gods-forsaken fjords of Jotunheim, they become captured by the blue-skinned, red-eyed creatures of their wicked bedtime stories. Just barely escaping Laufey's clutches with their lives, they vow never to speak of the encounter again. They tell not a soul what they've witnessed and try to forget the terrors of the Jotun King's castle.
Only centuries later, when the wedding bells are set to ring on Asgard, that the past makes a violent return. Their wedding venue becomes a battle ground as a ruthless band of frost giants come to disturb the god-blood's celebrations. Thor is tested by the Jotun King's heir, a frost giant by the name of Loki Laufeyson, who says he's after Thor's bride. . .
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