B L A C K H E A R T
book 2 in the 'chaos series'
after enduring the trials of the void, lusine finds herself on earth. only a matter of time before she is reunited with loki, lusine finds herself questioning things she never questioned before as s...
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thirty eight "the chaos doesn't sing for me anymore"
Upon her return to Asgard alongside Thor, he assured her that everything would be fine and that their act of treason would not land her in the dungeons.
With a cheeky smile, Casia replied, "Well, even if they tried it, I'd just cook them alive in their metal armour. Very good at conducting heat, you know, but the smell? Not so great."
Thor laughed and clapped her on the shoulder, managing to find her humour grand even in his grief.
"I wouldn't expect anything less from you, Lady Casia," He said, neglecting the nickname he'd given to her once upon a time. That neglect sent her heart plummeting. It slipped between her fingers at every attempt she made to slow its fall. Never quite able to catch it, hold it back.
She swallowed the feeling and forced her smile wider. Hoped the curtains were drawn tight enough to block out the light.
"It wouldn't get that far anyway. You'd save me. You're quite the hero these days, it seems. Saving one more damsel in distress shouldn't be a problem for you," She joked, nudging him with her elbow as they walked down the BiFrost.
Again, he laughed his infamous booming laugh that rattled the stars where they slumbered. If jokes and laughter would help him get through his loss, then she would do everything she could to make him happy.
Casia knew first hand what grief could do to someone. It could completely and utterly ruin them. Wash over them like a tsunami and leave nothing but decimation behind. A shell of the life that had once thrived on its shores. To either be rebuilt or left as a ghost of what had been.
"I am sure you're quite capable of saving yourself these days." He glanced over to her. His blue eyes shone with a pride she was surprised to see. "Truly a force to be reckoned with."
"Shut up," She retorted, her head tilting to the side as she regarded him. That grin faded into a pretty little smile he knew he shouldn't appreciate as much as he did. "I'm far from being a force. More unpredictable than I should be."
"But you're making progress," He pointed out and wrapped an arm around her shoulders, squeezing her into his side as they reached the end of the BiFrost. "That's all that counts."
Casia looped her arm around his back, over the top of his cape. "Thank you," She replied, indulging in his touch while it lasted.
He'd barely been able to look at her for so long after they kissed, but now he was acting like it never happened, and she didn't know which was worse.
"Jane seems like a lovely girl," Casia said finally, breaking the comfortable silence between them in two with her mention of the ravine struck in the middle of her and who she wanted with all her burning heart. "She'd very lucky to have you in her life and you're very lucky to have found someone as loving as she is. That's rare—"
