Note: Just a short little thing I added back then (when I was still writing this) to tie things.
Also, yes, I had Fandral and Sif marry, probably because I'm a sadistic matchmaker :3 oh come on, you have to admit that would be one hell of a pairing to develop! Which I, uh, didn't. Sorry.
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INTERLUDE
Divergence
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Thor Odinson wasn't born to live alone.
Outgoing, cheerful, since childhood he has sought the company of kindred spirits with whom to share his life, to whom to give the best of himself, and to ask for the advice a prince shouldn't in truth defer to anyone. Being with other people is a joy, for him. He has few sincere friends as pillars of his existence. Gifts of a serene character that not even politics could bend.
But things change, oh, how they change. New friends pass away, old friends move on. He's not the only one who has new responsibilities, today: Volstagg's children grow and require more and more their father's attention, Hogun has pupils to train, Fandral proudly travels the worlds with Sif and their first son. The have all become adults. The time for young men's foolery is gone.
And one cannot look for new bonds at liberty, with a crown on his head.
Thor could bear it all with grace, if his constant companion were his; if, in the neverending river of history, he had at his side the one who – indestructible sentinel untouched by the currents – holds all his past and his future.
But Loki bends his promises. He retreats.
Thor sighs, waiting patiently.
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Then, despite himself, he starts looking around.
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