nitaa_thunder
Long time ago, there was a war.
The gods of Asgard, fierce and unyielding, clashed against the Vanir, masters of magic and wisdom. Realms burned. Blood stained the roots of Yggdrasil for many years.
Neither side could claim victory. The war ended in a truce, but the wounds it left behing never truly healed. The Aesir still distrust Vanir magic. The Vanir never forgiven Asgard what was done to them...
Now, as tention rise once more, as Asgard and Vanaheim stand on the edge of war, Odin sees only one solution: marriage
A king who does not want his throne.
A queen who refuses to be silenced.
A union meant to heal two realms- but the burden of it all might ruin them both.
Their marriage is a political necessity, a fragile alliance between realms.
They argue, they clash, they don't want each other, they hate each other.
Or do they?
Until a real challenge presents itself...