[2] storm of rage ~ harry potter × marvel

16- Earning Respect

The feast is so boring that Skyler wants to drop to the cold, golden floor and try to hug it warm. Her dark blue dress with silver accents feels heavy and her eyelids are about to close from boredom when someone clears their throat.

"My daughter, there are some people to introduce themselves to you," Thor says politely, and Skyler puts down the cup of soda in her hand, scoffing loudly at the idea of talking to people.

"Get over with it then," She growls at her father, "but don't you dare to arrange a marriage, I'm going to give you hell then."

The first group is a family. The duke, Fredrick Clarkson, and his wife Anna, with their two sons – Nathan and Ash – and their daughter Violet. Both mother and daughter are slightly shocked by Skyler's attitude against her father and the brother's both seem displeased.

'I swear, can this people get any more ancient?' Skyler thinks, sending her thoughts to her uncle and grandmother, who immediately reply with a firm 'don't you dare, Sky'.

"Princess, it's an honour to finally meet you," Duke Clarkson says, as he bows deeply, looking up into Skyler's cold, submerge blue eyes, "I must say, despite the fact that you're a half bred, you possess much beauty."

Skyler feels the incredible urge to burn that man down, right here, but she simply glares at him, "I suppose that's a compliment, so you have my thanks. None the less, did you just dare to offend my mother? Your future queen?" Her tone is cold, and her eyes are ruthlessly glaring at the poor duke, who stumbles back behind his sons.

"You must forgive our father, my lady," The oldest, Nathan, says, bowing stiffly and reaching for Skyler's hand, planting a kiss on it. Reading his mind, Skyler's hate to this family grows and grows.

'She's so beautiful, petty that she's stubborn and dares to look a man in the eyes,' Nathan thinks, and Skyler's eyebrows raise as she sends a shock through her hand. Nathan yelps and jumps back.

"How dare you?" He hisses. Skyler snorts and glares back at him.

'I'm sorry, but you must know that I'm a powerful warrior with greater forces than you could ever imagine. I am the future queen of Asgard, and thereby, born to demand respect. Your thoughts clearly didn't give me that, and if you and your family won't leave my sight in less than a minute... I swear to Merlin that I'll burn you to the place you belong: the bottom of my feet,' Skyler hisses into the boy's mind, traumatizing him probably permanently. Nathan now cowers under her eyes and falls to his knees.

"Forgive me, your highness," he mumbles.

"All is forgiven if you do as I ask immediately," Skyler states coldly, "leave my sight." With those words, Skyler turns around and finds Loki talking with Frigga.

"I hate those nobles!" Skyler mumbles, "Literally, one of them practically offended my mother, and got away with it!"

"Skyler, that's the Asgardian community, certainly the nobles," Loki explains, "they are under the impression that women are beneath men and that Midgardians are beneath us."

"So that's why everyone was looking at me weirdly all the time!" Cassidy Stark exclaims loudly, standing in front of them, wearing a beautiful, silver-coloured dress with soft pink sleeves and accents. Next to her is her father, wearing a simple tuxedo. Behind her are Bucky Barnes, Bruce Banner and Natasha Romanoff. Bucky's wearing a simple suit as well, falling just as much out of pass as Tony, considering the Asgardian community wears robes. Natasha wears a simple black dress that hugs her curves beautifully.

"My dear," Loki whispers, as he approaches Cassidy, reaching for her hand to plant a kiss on it. Skyler raises both of her eyebrows and notices that her jaw already slackened.