Hello everyone! I added more to this chapter since you were so patient for me to update! Thank you very much! Gah a lot goes on the chapter so buckle up and enjoy!

Much love to my reviewers! And to Ali: Right? Best Teddy bear any girl could get. lol

Disclaimer: Don't own Thor.

VI

A large hand slide under the sheets and caressed her bare leg. The intimate touch stirred her from her sleep; she tossed and turned over on her side with a quiet groan.

"Lady Ava, please wake," Thor's husky voice hummed in her ear. Ava smiled opening her eyes to look up at his handsome face. He sat on the side of the bed already dressed for the day. Bringing his hand away from her leg he touched her forehead and brushed a few stray hairs off her face.

"Good morning," she cooed. Her hand reached up and rubbed his cheek.

"I hope the maiden is rested," Thor pulled the sheets off her body revealing a good amount of her flesh. She only wore a thin blouse he hand lent her. Still drowsy from sleep Ava sat up and stretched her arms high in the air before swinging her legs to hang off the side of the bed.

"I brought you some fruits and bread," the thunder god rose and walked over to the table by the door. He brought the tray over and set it next to her. Ava smiled down at his offering.

"Thank you, it looks good," she took a few grapes and slipped them into her mouth.

"If it is not enough nourishment I will take you to the kitchens," he stopped when Ava shook her head no. It seemed she was content with what she had.

"So…" she started. "What do you have planned for us today?"

Thor chuckled at her eagerness. He supposed she had been inside long enough; perhaps he would take her to the capital and let her explore.

"Today I will show you the beauty of Asgard and her fair people," getting up from where he sat on the bed he reached over to the end of the bed and grabbed a blue fabric she hadn't noticed before. "As I was retrieving you food my mother brought this. Since you have no gowns she is giving you many of hers that she can no longer wear. The rest will be brought later this day."

Ava got out of the bed and touched the fabric. It was as stunning as it was soft. She looked up at Thor and rose on her toes to kiss him. He returned the affection while placing the gown in her hands.

"Dress milady," he said as he pulled away from her lips. In respect he bowed, turned and left the bed chambers to give her privacy. She watched the door shut before taking off the blouse she wore. Stepping into the dress she slid it up her body and put her arms through the sleeves. This dress was a little looser than the other making it much easier to breathe in. She tried to lace the dress herself but failed.

With a huff she quickly left the bed chambers and walked out to the main den. Thor sat patiently by the fire looking into its flame. He saw her enter out of the corner of his eye and rose from his seat, "Is milady ready?"

A blush dusted over her cheeks as she turned around revealing her bare back to him. At first he simply stared at her smooth skin, admiring its flawlessness. But he realized he was gawking at her; he cleared his throat and walked over to her and tightened the laces of the dress.

"I would normally get a servant for this," he laughed.

"Mmm but where is the fun in that?"

"Aye," Thor finished tightening the dress and moved her so she faced him. "Come the day is ours and I have much to show you."

The capital was breathtaking. It was not as glamorous as the hall of Odin but it was sound and charming; rich with culture and tradition. It felt like she was in the heart of a Viking kingdom. The streets will filled with people busy in their own lives. Children ran about, some played with leather balls, others ran around chasing each other. It was wonderful; she couldn't get enough of it. She pulled Thor behind her as she walked over to a venue selling various exotic looking fabrics. Hanging in front was a beautiful silver scarf.

"I see you have a good eye milady," a scruffy heavy weight man appeared from around the corner. "That my dear is a rare silk found only in Alfheim. The Light Elves wove this."

He grabbed the scarf and handed it to her. It was very light but as she touched it she felt its thickness.

"Amazing," she lifted it into the sun light; it looked like it was vanishing in her hands. She handed it back to the man. "Thank you for showing me."

She felt Thor touch her shoulder gently. He led her down the streets and pointed out a few shops that she might like, but she was too enthralled by the sight to think about shopping. The city was extremely large and wound up several different paths. At times it was a little awkward when they walked. It seemed many if not everyone knew the thunderer and wished to talk to him, especially the women. They trailed behind the two of them for many blocks, giggling and calling out to Thor. He would smile and wave to them to be polite but he himself grew weary of their flaunting.

Eventually they settled at a tavern, sitting at one of the tables outside. Thor joked and took up drinking with a few of his friends Ava recognized from the feast. Almost an hour had passed and Thor was getting drunker by the minute, chugging down pint after pint of mead with his fellow warriors. A few women gathered around them. Some pressed themselves up against the thunder god and hung off his shoulders trying to charm him with lewd words, feeling up his chest, and running their hands through his hair. Ava sighed and looked down the streets. As much as she loved spending the day with Thor and his "entourage" she was getting tired of the mass fan girls giving her the death glare. 'Just my luck'.

"I guess I will go have a look around for myself," she got up and strolled down the street, she glanced back to see Thor still focused on his friends. He toasted his cup and downed the liquid. The women around him squealed in excitement. Turning back around she walked around the corner and saw a gathering, kind of like a farmers market. Many women had baskets of vegetables and breads set around them. Some held them out for people to come and see. Ava walked through the crowd quickly only a few people walked past her and stared.

'Suppose they never heard that staring was rude,' rolling her eyes Ava continued her walk till she noticed an unusual looking shop. In front of the store were a few skeletons that looked like wolves. She stepped inside and looked around. A couple of incense burned, filling the place with a heavy musk.

"Hello," she called out but she didn't get a response. There were so many crazy things in the shop. Mounted on the wall was a mummified head of an orc looking creature. It had a few metal piercings in its nose and ears. Unconsciously shivering at the sight she moved ahead. Something gleamed from a corner in the back of the place. When she moved closer to examine it she noticed it was a large crystal ball.

"No way," she gasped and touched it. As soon as she made contact the globe began to glow and get cloudy. She stood mesmerized as it cleared slightly revealing a figure, but their face was hidden by shadow. It looked like a woman holding a broken sword. She was screaming horribly and sinking into the earth. The image vanished as quickly as it came. "That was strange…"

"Many things usually are," Ava jumped at the voice rasping behind her. She turned around noticing the old woman standing by a shelf. She was draped in heavy grey robes and was hunched over slightly. Ava tried to hide her look of disgust; she knew she was being rude for staring but the hag really was ugly. Wiry grey hair sat flat on her small round head. Her pale skin sagged around her eyes and mouth. Time had certainly not treated her well.

"I did not hear you come in child," the old woman hobbled over to the main counter. Ava followed her but at a distance.

"Sorry, I announced myself before coming in…must have not been loud enough."

"No harm!" the woman croaked out.

"Right…" Ava cleared her throat and looked back at the globe; it had dulled to a sick white. "That's an interesting crystal ball."

"That is no crystal ball," the woman roared before going into a coughing fit. When she finally regained her composure she looked Ava in the eye. "Those are too weak, mere child's play to a true enchantress. That is a dwarven relic called Kerlas."

"What does it do?"

"Whatever is seen in that Kerlas will come to pass, and it is usually ill fated. The only way the curse can be undone is if its master wills it, which rarely happens. Kerlas is a pearl found in the darkest, wettest part of dwarven caves; very rare, very dangerous. They are cursed so most were destroyed… but a few survived.

"And that is one of them," Ava looked back to the globe, it was glowing again but fainter than the last time. Her pulse began to race. "I'm not going to die from touching it am I?"

The old woman burst into a rather wicked laugh and shook her head, "no child you will live."

"Alright then… well I am going to go, thank you," Ava hurried to the front of the door, not looking back at the old woman. This was a little too creepy for her. As she was stepping out she did however hear the light murmur behind her.

"Curious it is that the Kerlas would wake for you."

Ava ignored the comment and stepped back out into the street. It was just as she left it, busy and loud. As much as she wanted to keep exploring it she thought it would be best to return to Thor. No need to make him worry. She retraced her steps back through the city and eventually arrived back at the tavern. Thor and his friends still sat eating large portions of red meat and practically yelling at each other about how a previous battle went on.

"Nay, Hogun it was five rock giants, ugly beasts they were. But no match for the Warrior's Three!" a very portly man sat by Thor and munched away on a turkey leg, his beard dripped of meat juice and mead.

"Volstagg you fool I swear by Odin it was eight giants, I clearly remember slaying three of them myself," a shorter blonde haired man disputed and munched on his own food. Ava laughed at their bickering and sat down at the end of the table. As soon as she settled she heard Thor's booming voice.

"Hail Lady Ava," he stood up and staggered over to sit by her, his weight caused the bench to sink slightly. His fingers gripped her chin and directed her to face him. She stared up into his glazed over blue eyes, his face was slightly reddened by the alcohol.

"Where have you been hiding fair maiden," he spoke just above a whisper. His breath was warm on her face as he brushed his lips against hers. She felt his other hand sit on her thigh.

"Thor," she breathed out. Every time he sat close to her, every time he touched her, she felt on edge. Felt that even in the midst of reality she was dreaming. Her lips followed his and connected in a bold kiss. The sound of laughter and cheers rumbled in the background. Ava pulled away realizing Thor's friends were laughing and raising their cups to them. She laughed and adjusted in her own seat.

"Thor, you hound!"

"Silence Volstagg," Thor roared back and laughed. He started rubbing her back. "I suppose it is only right that I introduce you."

Somehow able to keep his balance the thunderer rose and pulled her with him. He set her right in front of him and looked to his friends. "Lady Ava, meet the Warriors Three."

Each man rose and stood in front of her. The large portly man stepped forward first still holding a turkey leg in his hand while he bowed. "I, my fair lady am called Volstagg the Valiant."

The next man stepped forward but honestly looked like he didn't want to be there. A grim face made him look standoffish, but nonetheless he bowed, "I am Hogun…"

"Hogun the Grim, fair lady," finished the blonde of the trio. He laughed and moved forward before bowing dramatically most likely from intoxication. He flashed a stunning smile and winked. "And I am the leader of this trio. Fandral the Dashing I am known as and I must say…you are even more beautiful than the first time I laid eyes on you."

"Laid eyes on me? You talk as if we have met before," Ava arched her brow and looked over her shoulder to Thor who merely smiled down at her.

"On the day you came to Asgard it was I who found you with Balder," he hiccuped and puffed out his chest.

Ava stared at him amazed; she finally met the second of her rescuers. It may not have been the way she pictured meeting him, but still…Her face lit up with delight as she left Thor's hold. She approached the charming leader and extended her hand out to him. At first he just stood there staring at the offered hand, but caught on and shook it.

"Thank you for saving me Fandral," with a quick pull she drew him into a hug. "I may not be here if it weren't for you."

Fandral laughed and patted her on the back astonished at her gratefulness, "you are most welcome Lady Ava."

He pulled away and looked at Thor, "You certainly know how to choose the right ones Thor."

"Aye, I do," Thor leered down at her, a satisfied grin on his lips. He stepped closer to her and wrapped his arm around her small waist. The feel of his arm sent jolts through her body. "Come Lady Ava, we shall take our leave."

They both were in a fit of laughter as they entered the Great hall. Thor had been babbling on about some great battle he had fought when he was younger, "I nearly lost my head to that water dragon, but with great strides defeated the wicked beast."

Ava kept her arms wrapped around his waist as she hauled him towards his chambers. A good nap would do him some good. But it was easier said than done. At random times Thor would lose his step and fall, nearly crushing her.

"Oh, Thor," Ava panicked but still found the amusement in the situation. Who would have thought he couldn't hold his liquor, or it could just be he had a little too much. Using all her strengthen she lifted him up and leaned him against the wall. She pressed herself against him to keep him standing but he took the opportunity to slide his hands around her. He leaned down and kissed her; it was sloppy and wet but she didn't mind it. Her fingers wove themselves in his golden locks in attempt to bring him closer. Parting her lips she let his tongue slip in and touch hers; she moaned softly into his mouth.

"Such tasteless acts should be left in one's chambers, not displayed for the public," a female's voice scoffed in disgust. Ava pulled away from Thor noticing their new audience. A tall woman stood not even ten feet from them, a cruel glare aimed solely at Ava. Her dark tresses hung loosely around her frame as she stepped closer. "Thor, rudeness does not become you. Who is your guest?"

It seemed the brunette's words had a sobering effect on him. Thor straightened his stance and cleared his throat. "Forgive me Lady Sif; this is Lady Ava of Midgard."

"Midgard you say," Sif seemed to be intrigued but something in the undertone of her voice sounded spiteful. She gave one last disapproving look at Ava before completely shutting her out of the conversation.

"Where is your head Thor? Were we not going to train today? You of all people know how essential it is to be ready for thy enemies. With Odin resting our forces must be focused and ready for such attack," though her aim was to scold him, her tone was still sweet like honey.

Ava was amazed at how thick this woman was laying it on. 'There is no way he is falling for this'.

"Aye, you are right Lady Sif."

'I stand corrected'…

Thor gave an apologetic look to Ava and leaned down to kiss her cheek. She enjoyed his affections but did not fail to see the bitter look on Sif's face. "Forgive me milady but Lady Sif is right, I must resume my training. Please go and rest. I will send for you."

Thor stepped away from her and walked down the hall with Sif trailing behind him, too close for Ava's liking.

"Where is your head Thor? We have to train Thor?" Ava mocked not really caring that she sounded like a nine year old brat. She had set herself up on the railing outside of her designated chambers, not fazed by the height. It was the length of two stories tops. Her head rested on the pillar next to her as she looked down into the courts below. "Someday today was."

"You do not seem too thrilled."

Ava looked over her shoulder at where the voice had originated from. A blonde woman stood with her arms crossed and grinning at her. She was dressed up in a form fitting green dress that stopped at her thighs accessorized by a thick brown belt emphasized her slim waist; she also wore a gaudy green headpiece.

"Who are you," Ava asked getting down from her spot. The blonde tossed her long hair over her shoulder and came closer. Her grin turned into a friendly smile.

"My name is Amora."

See? A lot...I am surprised I fit it into one chapter with out rambling too bad. But there you go! I loved writing it...but I loved writing the next chapter more! Teehee spoiler hope you like limes ;3

Reviews and (constructive) critics always welcomed and appreciated!

Characters:

Frigga: Goddess of marriage and wife to Odin and is the step-mother of Thor and Loki.

The Warriors Three: Fandral, Volstagg, and Hogun are a group of Asgardian warriors who are close allies and friends of Thor since his youth.

Heimdall: is the guardian/watchman of the gods. He stands sentry at Bifrost, the rainbow bridge, and wards away any who would trespass on the land of the gods.

Balder: is a close friend of Thor and the Warriors Three (In all honesty he is a son of Odin, but I won't touch into that in this story...sorry!)

Amora: Ho ho ho! You will find out soon enough...unless you are a Thor nerd and do know who she is ;)