Hello again! Warning, contains yaoi. Onto the chapter!

Chapter 3

"I know Thor always said that Asgard was grand but this place is beautiful!" Clint breathed in awe, staring at the golden city that was at the end of the Rainbow Bridge.

Frigga smiled at the archer as they walked closer to the city. "I am glad it lives up to your expectation."

"Asgard does more than live up. It greatly exceeds it."

"Come along. I must introduce you to Odin and then, we will return to my chambers." Frigga looked back at the confused look on Clint's face. "As the Intended, you will reside with me. At least, your room will connect to the greeting room between Odin and my shared sleep chamber. It will help prevent any foul play on Thor's part." Clint burst out laughing at the thought.

"I can protect myself from any foul play." Clint couldn't help the laugh.

Frigga waved as the guards bowed as she passed. The guards looked at the stranger with her, bows rising in question. The two stopped at the large doors leading to the throne room. "Make sure to act like yourself. I'm sure Odin will like you as much as I do."

"I'm not to sure, Frigga," Clint said. "I've been told I'm not very good with making friends."

Frigga smiled and pushed the doors open, surprising the guards on the opposite side. The large room was just as beautiful as the rest of the city. On the golden throne, Odin sat, staff in hand. "Odin, my I present Clint Barton, the archer known as Hawkeye."

Odin leaned forward, staring at Clint. "This is the archer I've heard much about? The one you have chosen?" Frigga nodded, smiling. "Then, Clint Barton, I look forward to seeing if you are worthy."

"Yeah..." Clint said. "In the end, isn't it Thor's decision?"

The guards at the edge of the room nervously glanced at Odin as the king stood up and walked toward the archer, a scowl on his face. "What makes you say that?"

Clint could help but want to reach and take his bow off his back. "Well, from the way you are talking, it sounds like I'm trying to prove myself worthy to you. Considering I'm not a fan of dying and I am no homewrecker, I don't wish to incur the wrath of a goddess. I'm sticking with seeing if Thor wants me. Otherwise, I'm good." Frigga snickered and hid her smile behind her hand.

Odin paused for a moment before bursting out with laughter. "You have spirit! I do look forward to getting to know you, Hawkeye." Odin reached over and clapped Clint on the shoulder forcefully, nearly sending the archer to the ground. "You have chosen well, my Queen."

"Thank you darling," Frigga flirted. "I am glad you like him!"

"I wouldn't go that far..."

"Now, come along, Clint," Frigga said, ignoring Odin's word. She took Clint's arm and began to walk down a side hallway. "Now, we will need to get you in appropriate attire. We can't have you running around looking like a peasant."

"A peasant? This is standard Shield uniform," Clint argued as they continued down the elaborate hallway and up a grand staircase.

"And you look wonderful in it dear,' Frigga continued. "But you stand out enough as is. We'll get you dressing like a proper Intended soon enough. Oh! And get you settled." The two continued down the hall, passing large arches showing the outside world. The guards and servants they passed gave the Queen a bow and Clint strange looks. Clint tried to focus on Frigga's words rather than the whispers about the mortal she was dragging around.

Frigga stopped at a pair of large doors at the end of the hall. "This leads to the greeting room." The doors opened to a large sitting room, complete with a set of plush couches, a small table, and wide windows letting in the bright sunshine. "Our sleeping quarters are through the door to the left and your own is through that door to the right. Shall we?"

Clint could only nod, lost at words at the grandness of the entire thing. He had never seen anything so grand before. He hadn't had a decent bed until he moved into Avenger's Tower. Frigga threw open the door to his room. It was just as grand as the rest of the castle. An entire side of the room was open to the outside, sheer curtains were pulled to the side, revealing a balcony. There were a couple couches and a table in his room and the entire room was decorated in purple and silver. Near the large open wall was what Clint could only describe as a nest of plush blankets and pillows.

"If there is anything you wish to change, just let me know," Frigga said. "I'm sorry if I spied on you but I figured you liked high places, open spaces, and nests. I know you have a fondness for your world's birds and I do hope you like it."

"I really do," Clint breathed, walking over to the open wall. "This is really too much. I can't thank you enough, Frigga."

"There is no need," Frigga said. "Come here. The closet is over here. I've got some basics and I'll have a tailor come to size you properly. You favor purple, correct?"

"Well, yes, but..."

"No buts. Typically, a warrior has a color of sorts that they will always wear. Thor loves red. Loki preferred green. I like my blues," Frigga said. "I think purple works best since you already favor it."

"Also long as it's dark," Clint relented.

"Of course, of course," Frigga continued, tossing some clothing that was similar to what she was wearing at him. "From now on, you will learn from me on how to be a proper Queen. One of the most basic and your first lesson is how to look the part."

Clint turned away from Frigga and went behind the decorative curtains serving as a place for him to change. "Why would image matter when you are already queen?"

Frigga smiled, sitting herself down on one of his couches. "A queen must always look put together and calm, even during dark times. The Queen is the calm and sincerity to the King's might and rage. You must always be in control. The King may be the one to be seen during times of war or problems or just be in charge in general but the Queen supports from behind. Don't worry. I'll show you everything. You will have no problems."

Author's Note: I hope you all enjoyed the chapter. To Eloshazzy, I think you'll enjoy what is to come! Frigga is who she says she is and I want to think that Loki takes some of his mischievous behavior from her. Loki will make an appearance later on.