Frost (Chapter Eighteen)
So this chapter slays me, because Tony is 100% ridiculous and Thor is 100% jealous. And there are sweet moments between Thor and Loki. And then you know… stormy type things.
Can’t wait to hear what you guys think!
“What is our love doing?” Thor sounded amused as he watched Tony make his way through the dining hall, spending a little time at each table, chatting with the visiting royalty, or what was left anyway, after Thor had dismissed the families involved in that incident with the garden.
The end of season tournament was to be held in just a few days, and the energy and excitement in the room was palpable, young warriors anxious to show off in front of their peers, in front of their parents, in front of the women who flocked to the tournament to stare and giggle and give their favors. Several marriage matches would be made based on the outcome of the competitions, children born in the spring from the less official matches made after the tournament as well.
It was also a time for the royal families to mend fences, to re-establish allies and re define boundaries. Though all were from a realm that was decidedly not human, not all were gods and even fewer were immortal, and needed to ensure their cities and peoples were safe for when they passed on.
Tournament time was a jovial time, but also a tense one, and not all the outcomes were good.
This time, however, Tony was charming and smiling and teasing and laughing with every person he came across, and it was all smiles across the room, and Loki could hardly believe it.
“Honestly.” Thor said again. “What is he doing?”
“I believe our love, darling endearing creature that he is, is managing to charm his way through even the most ornery of our guests. Even Sagara is smiling.” Loki narrowed his eyes. “A lot. Thor are you seeing this? Sagara seems quite intent on touching our mate and–”
“I see it.” Thor nearly snarled and stood from his chair at the high table, heading into the crowded dining room to where Tony was leaning over a table and grinning down at the visiting ruler.