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Chapter 8

Thor couldn't even begin to describe how he felt in the passing time. At first, he was apprehensive about his mother's choice in the archer as his Intended. Thor and Clint seemed to just fit together. There have been several awkward moments in their new relationship ranging from Thor giving Clint flowers to singing beneath the balcony. Granted the singing wasn't the best idea but Loki had suggested it. Thor should have known by his brother's smirk that it wasn't a good idea but Clint had laughed. Clint had pulled him aside after that and reminded him that he was still the same teammate Thor knew on the Avengers. It was just coincidence that Frigga had wanted them to be married.

Thor couldn't decide if he was relieved or frightened by the friendship between Loki and Clint. The two tended to disappear and come back full of stories full of mischief and adventure. Thor was also thorn between joining them or making sure Clint couldn't leave to protect him.

Thor let out a breath of air, trying not to watch too closely as Clint shot with his bow. Thor had fallen for the archer and fallen hard. The months they were spending together only solidified the fact. He was already planning the next step and planned on speaking to his mother about making Clint his Betrothed rather than his Intended. He wanted to marry the man. Normally, he would have to go to Clint's family and ask for some kind of task to do to earn Clint's hand. Considering Clint's family were gone, Frigga would know what to do.

"Done staring?"

Thor blushed at being caught. "I cannot help but be memorized."

"Please tell me you're not going to sing how pretty I am again," Clint laughed, putting his bow away.

"I won't put you through that again, although I believe Loki would love another opportunity to see such a thing," Thor reassured. "But it is a wonder to watch you shoot." Thor offered his arm to Clint. Loki gagged from his perch behind them. "You are merely jealous, brother."

Loki snorted. "Of course. Jealous of the archer on your arm. Whatever helps you sleep at night."

"I sleep very well knowing I have one who holds my heart," Thor smiled, watching Clint blush.

Loki rolled his eyes, waving the two off, not wanting to be bothered with the two. Thor and Clint shared a laugh as a messenger ran across the courtyard, stopping just short of the three. The man bowed deep. "Thor, my prince, Heimdall sends for you."

"Did he say why?" Thor asked, stepping forward.

"No, my prince." With another deep bow, the man turned and ran off.

"i am sorry," Thor apologized. "I believe I am needed in Midgard."

"Must be important if Heimdall sent a messenger," Loki mused.

"Clint," Thor started, reaching out to the archer, whose face fell at the news.

"You must go," Clint said, taking Thor's outstretched hands. "Until we are married, I cannot return. I'll be arrested immediately and I'll never see you or anyone else again."

"Heimdall would be able to find you," Loki said.

"That's not really what I meant," Clint said darkly.

Loki and Thor shared a look, understanding immediately that Clint would be killed if he were ever found. Thor took a breathe, steadying himself. "You are under the Queen of Asgard's protection. Mother won't let anything happen to you."

"She is quite fond of you," Loki included.

"Either way, I'm sorry I won't be able to go with you," Clint said. "Be safe and tell everyone that I am alright."

"Of course," Thor said, lifting Clint's fingers to his lip, kissing them gently. "I will return to you."

Clint smiled and returned the gesture. "I will wait. Be safe."

With a swing of his hammer, Thor was gone. Loki sighed at the look on Clint's face as they walked back to the palace. "He will be back soon."

Clint huffed, running a hand through his hair. "I know. I just wish I could do more than just wait. I'm not some damsel in distress. I'd rather get my hands dirty."

Before Loki could respond, several guards ran past, causing Loki to pull Clint safely to the side. One guard stopped at the sight. "I'm sorry but has Thor left?"

"You just missed him," Loki said with a smile.

"Oh." The guard blinked, his hand resting on the handle of his sword. "You must get to the palace at once."

Loki's smile faded as Clint turned to ask, "What's going on?"

"We're under attack."

Author's Note: Man, it has been a while. Hopefully you enjoy this brief chapter. Special thanks to ELOSHAZZY for the review!. Until next time!