Those Who Are Worthy of Love - A Wonder Woman/Thor Romance

Chapter 3

Tath paced back and forth, as his hand absently rubbed at the smoothness that was his completely baldhead. His head turned quickly to the door when he heard the light knocking from the other side. He trotted over and whipped open the door, a wide grin spreading across his face. Behind the door stood Aphrodite and two other women. One woman was very short with pitch-black hair and a black gown to match while the other bore no head.

"Ladies, yes please, do come in," Tath started as they all sauntered their way past the doorframe and into Tath's humble abode. Tath closed the door behind them and rubbed his palms together anxiously, encouraging them all to take a seat as he made hand gestures towards the chairs he had displayed in a semi-circle.

"I am overwhelmed with excitement to hear your reports," Tath spoke as the woman with the pitch black hair rolled her eyes considerably before taking her seat. Tath seemingly ignored her lack of enthusiasm as he too took his seat and gestured towards the black haired woman.

"Eris, why not start us off?" Tath said as Eris cleared her throat and adjusted in her seat. Eris, Greek God of Discord and a prized troublemaker. She looked at her cuticles the entire time she spoke.

"Things are progressing as planned thus far. Thor was doing marvelously when he first appeared but is now starting to resist the effects more. I will probably have to up the ante on the Big Guy, Diana however I am becoming quite proud of, "Eris said as she looked over to Tath with a mischievous grin. Tath nodded enthusiastically as he looked then to Aphrodite with a raise of his eyebrows.

"Aphrodite?" he asked as she mildly jumped in her seat as if she had been caught in mid thought over something.

"Well, as I told you prior to you forcing me to do this, my powers have absolutely no effect on gods which would explain my complete lack of any influence over Thor. With my sister being part mortal, I may be able to do some magic. Though I do have to ask...if you want them to despise each other, why bother trying to create any form of love between them?" Aphrodite asked, her face forming into that of a deer in headlights as Tath steepled his fingers in front of his face.

"These two are my ultimate hope for deity knowledge. Can they hate? Can they love? They both stand for what they believe in, yearn to protect, and are loyal and honorable. I want to know if though they are gods can they be swayed just like any other mortal being," Tath spoke as Aphrodite looked perplexed and shrugged her shoulders.

"Okie doke," she said as she sat back in her seat and Eris leaned forward with a furrowing of her eyebrows.

"If these two are your little pets, then send the rest of us back and do what you will with them. It has been months since I caused any kind of real battles and I am starting to get edgy," Eris said as Tath smiled approvingly towards her.

"But my dear Eris, a battle is precisely what you are brewing. Between you and the dear Laverna here, my hope is that these two will enter into one of the most amazing battles in the galaxies. All they need, is a little push in the right direction, for they most certainly will not fight one another willingly," Tath said as Eris looked over to the woman on her left, the woman whom Tath called 'Laverna' and made a grimace. A woman who had no head clearly could not speak, Eris had thought until the woman's eerie voice spoke as if a whisper in the wind.

"I assure you, they will battle and it will be a battle of the ages," Laverna, the Roman goddess spoke as she gestured with one hand. Tath clapped his hands together once; smiling all the while as he pushed off the arm rests of his chair.

"Most excellent, please keep up the good work my dears. We will meet again next week to discuss their progress," Tath spoke as he held out a hand to his side to serve as a dismissal for them all to leave. Aphrodite walked out, followed by Laverna, but Eris stood and walked to Tath, staring up at him with a narrowing of the eyes.