Chapter Five: The Kitchen Three
bread is delicious.”
don’t have to eat. You could stare at my lovely face the whole time.”
sighed in exasperation. Fandral was set on trying to convince Jane to accept
Loki’s invitation to dinner, but the mortal refused at every turn.
you eaten any Asgardian delicacies?”
no,” Jane admitted. “But…”
now would be your chance.” Fandral raised his eyebrows, smiling. “Think of it.
All those tastes and smells. The new flavors. The appetizing aroma wafting
through the air.”
not going,” she told him firmly. She did
want to try Asgardian food, but she always thought Thor would be the one to
show her. Not his brother.
you must be a tad peckish?”
growl rippled through the room. Jane’s face reddened, realizing it was her
stomach. She really should’ve had more than… oh, wait. She didn’t have a chance
to finish her coffee. Now she was famished. The candlestick was grinning at
her. She frowned. “No.”
sighed. The mortal was stubborn. Like someone he knew, he thought, giving the
teapot next to him a knowing glance. Her focus on Jane, she ignored him.
Jane,” the teapot addressed her. “Going to dinner might do well for you.”
looked at Sif in surprise.
shook her head. “I’m not going to sit down with him. That’s playing his game.”
you rather starve?”
doubt he’d let me starve. Then he would have nothing to taunt Thor with.” She
said those words with confidence, but there was doubt in the back of her mind.
She wasn’t sure if that would be enough for him not to starve her. The pang in
her stomach grew. Food would be good right now, but she wasn’t going to let him
have sway over her.
“You do not know that,” Sif
insisted. “Loki can be-”
was a knock at the door. “Dinner is ready.”