A God’s Mercy
WARNING: This fanfiction contains sensitive material. If you do not feel comfortable reading such material, please scroll past this, thank you!
PS: Also slight language.
I was captured. Everything was gone. My home, my family, my freedom.
King Odin had ordered an attack on my village. His exact orders were to “Pillage the small town and take its people…they may be useful to Asgard.”
Everyone in the village had been taken against their will and shoved into nasty, dirty cells that were connected to horse-drawn carriages.
Some of the townsfolk tried fighting back but were quickly killed in front of everyone. I truly now was beginning to hate that one-eyed bastard.
We were all brought into the grand palace of Asgard. “Home of the gods, huh? What a joke.” I mumbled to myself as we stepped out of the cells.
The one-eyed king had made eye contact with me and quickly whispered an order to one of his guards.
The guard swiftly came over to me and grabbed me by the arm, I didn’t put up a fight or even showed any emotion for that matter; my emotions were the last thing I have and I do not intend on that one-eyed joke to take them away from me.
The guard lead me down a large, dimly lit, golden corridor. At the end of the long hall was an over exaggerated door.
I honestly don’t understand why Asgardian doors have to be so large, probably to fit their egos in the room.
The guard shoved me inside as if he was in a hurry to leave and slammed the door. The room was unnervingly dark, who knows what could be in here!
I see a flare of green fire, light a small candle on the side of what seems to be a bed. “Hello?” I call out as the candle flickers.
A tall slim, dark figure is now illuminated by the small candle. “I suppose you’re the new ‘gift’ Thor was going on about,” he says in a hushed tone.
Not knowing what to say or if I’m even allowed to say anything I stand silently. “Don’t worry, you can be normal around me; it’s not like I’m Thor.” he dryly states.
“Now, don’t be so nervous around me, I won’t hurt you or treat you like a doll if that’s what you’re worried about…that is if you wish to be.”
I shifted uncomfortably in my spot. How does this guy expect me to act normal when he’s being a complete weirdo.
He laughs “I jest, you’re free to do whatever it is you wish as long as you don’t interfere with my studies.”
“Really? I don’t have to cook or clean?”
“Well, if you’d like to its fine but I don’t require anything to be done.” He spoke with a cocked brow.
Now feeling slightly less uncomfortable, I sat on his soft, plush mattress. It felt like an actual cloud!
“You can sleep in my chambers if you’d like. I hardly ever sleep so you may sleep in my bed. But no snoring, I already hear enough of it.” with that, he turned to his desk and began to work on a spell.
I fell back on his bed and was instantly asleep. It was if I had forgotten that I was here against my will.
When I woke I was instantly greeted by a pair of arms embracing me. I didn’t move as I didn’t want to wake him. Plus he was very soft and warm so why even bother with trying to move
I felt a gentle kiss on the top of my head,” Go back to sleep, my dear. It’s not even morning yet.”
And with that, I knew that this new life, even if I was stuck here wasn’t going to be so bad.