Chapter 5
"I'm sorry... Who are you? I was sure I had met all the... Boys of the court." The sorceress explains from under the covers, yet again.
"You don't know me?!" Balder exclaims in surprise. The brunette lets out frustrated sigh then takes a breathe. "I am Balder the Beautiful!" He makes a grand gesture. "Your future husband and rightful heir to Asgard. Surely you are jesting, my Love. Now agree to marry me and let's live happily ever after." The royal Asgardian watches her face. "I promise you will not regret it. I can give you anything to say about that one. And I'm fully serious. The only Asgardian princes I've heard of..." The sorceress points her finger in the air reminiscent of Loki. "And even met are Loki and Thor. I'm pretty sure that after two years, one of them would've told me there is a third prince. And if not one of them, my Father would've." She tells him, still very clearly confused.
"Thor is just jealous of my beauty and Loki is a fiend. Of course they would lie but here I am, all yours." He takes a breath. "Aren't you just excited?!" The pompous-ass doesn't wait for a reply as he prones on. "You will be married to the most handsome man in all the Nine Realms. Everyone will be jealous of you!"
The still confused sorceress takes a full advantage of his sudden lingering of words. "Ok... Loki is so many things." She smirks with memories of the recent past flooding her mind. "And my Father? His greatness, the General Ivar? What reason would he have?" Astrid questions, not bothering to tell himof Ivar and Odin's failed plan to marry her off to Thor.
