Clint is alive! Warning, contains yaoi and I do not own anything. Onto the story.

Chapter 18

The celebration lasted several days. Clint had made an appearance very briefly at the start, clutching onto Thor's arm for support. He couldn't remember ever feeling so weak but he spent most of his time resting in his nest with either Thor, Loki, or Solveig watching over him. Asgard was elated to have their Queen alive and sent tribute to Clint to show their joy of having him. To Clint's joy, a majority of the gifts were arrows and several new quivers. No one would dare send a bow due to the gift that Odin had given him in the past.

"My Queen." Thor and Clint looked up at the entrance of a servant who stood at the door. The servant bowed deeply. "King Odin wishes to know if you are well enough for an audience."

Clint tried to sit up from his fort of pillows. Thor put a hand on his shoulder stopping the archer from rising. Clint sighed. "Of course. I am always well enough for King Odin." The servant bowed and left the room.

"You don't have to see my Father if you are unwell," Thor said.

Clint shook his head. "I am not unwell, Thor. I am just adjusting to having this whole god thing happen."

The door opened with a boom as Odin strode in with Loki following close behind. Thor immediately stood up, keeping his hand firmly on Clint's shoulder. Odin waved his hand. "That is enough. Clint, how do you fare?"

"I am fine," Clint said. "You all need to stop worrying about me."

"You did die, Clint," Loki pointed out, sitting down at the desk.

Clint rolled his eyes. "So, there must be something big to have such an audience from the King of Asgard."

Odin laughed. "I am honored to be granted an audience with the future Queen of Asgard."

"Enough teasing, Father," Thor said.

"Of course, my son," Odin said. "I did have a purpose to this visit than to just inquire on your health."

"My coronation?"

"That is the simple part of my visit," Odin said. "You will partake in the traditional ride through the city and end at the palace. Myself, Thor, and Loki will wait for you there and you will be crowned as Asgard's Queen."

"Will the Avengers be invited?" Thor asked.

Odin shook his head. "I believe we will let Asgard celebrate without outsiders for now. The wedding between you two will cause for more guests to be invited."

"Of course," Clint said, trying to hide his disappointment.

Odin reached over to place a hand on Clint's shoulder. "I am sorry. But it is for your own safety. Asgard cannot lose another Queen."

"Father is right," Loki admitted. "You will be able to see your friends again. Just be patient."

"What else is there to discuss?" Thor asked. "Clint will need all the rest he can get."

"I am not made of glass, Thor," Clint said, glaring at the taller blonde.

"That is enough," Odin said. "We do have a new problem."

"The Infinity Stones," Thor answered, knowing what the Allfather wanted to discuss.

Odin nodded. "We must go and search for them before they fall in the hands of someone who wanted destruction."

"Loki and I can search out the realms and see what we find," Thor said.

Loki nodded. "I do know some information when I was under the control of the Chitauri. We can start with that."

"Once the coronation is finished, you both will start on your journey. Unfortunately, I will need to go on a journey of my own," Odin finished.

"Wait," Clint said, holding up a hand. "That means..."

"Yes. You will remain here. The throne must always have one of us sitting on it."

Clint sighed. "I don't like this."

"You are the right person, Clint," Odin said. "Asgard needs someone strong in this time."

Clint pulled on the silver tunic, trying to get it to lay flat alongside the purple fabric. His bow and quiver rested on the table nearby, waiting for the right moment. He would hold his weapons for the coronation. There wouldn't be any fighting but Asgard was a warrior culture. The people would know that he would fight for them.

"Calm yourself," Loki said, striding into the room, holding onto a long, purple cloak. "You know already that Asgard loves you."

Clint chuckled. "Yeah but I thought I would have someone to guide me more in this role. I'm just a guy with a bow who grew up in the circus. How in the world can I lead an entire realm?"

"By being yourself." Loki flung the cloak in the air, settled it onto Clint's shoulder. "Mother wouldn't have chosen you if she didn't think you could do this. You are also not alone. Father is here along with myself and Thor." Loki smoothed the cloth on Clint's shoulders. "You have heart."

Clint barked out a laugh. "Thank you, Loki."

"You will be Asgard's Queen at first light," Loki said. "Then, you are safe from Midgard."

"I won't be able to return though," Clint said, walking over to his bow. "I have a purpose here, to the people of Asgard, our people."

Clint stood alone at the edge of the golden city. His only companion was the white mare. The mare looked him over before tossing her head. "Easy girl."

A horn sounded through the air. Clint took a deep breath and swung himself onto her back. "Let's go!"

The mare cried out, rearing up on her hind legs, before galloping into the golden city, staying ahead of the light that begun to crept into the sky. When the two entered the city, the people of Asgard erupted into cheers as Clint road past. The mare leaped up the stairs at the edge of the castle and came to a halt at the large golden doors. Solveig stood at the ready and gently took the reins. "It has been an honor, Your Majesty."

Clint smiled, reaching out to take his hand. "Thank you, my friend."

The Great Hall was filled with people who formed a single, clear line leading up to Odin, Thor, and Loki. Clint strode up, his cloak floating in an invisible wind. A smile lite up on Thor's face as Clint approached. Clint stopped at the edge of the steps, just at the bottom of the throne, and slowly knelt in front of Odin.

"Clint Barton of Midgard," Odin started, his voice echoing for all the land to hear. "You have proved yourself worthy of Frigga, to become the next Queen of Asgard. The people have accepted you as their Queen. As the sun rises on Asgard, a new Queen rises. All Hail Queen Clint!"

Just as the sun's rays touched the land, Odin laid a silver crown resembling vines with many precious stones embedded in the leaves, upon Clint's head.

A mighty roar rose up as Asgard welcomed their new Queen.

Author's Note: The new Queen of Asgard! Thanks for all of those who are still following this story! Special thanks to ELOSHAZZY, Katie MacAlpine, field innocence, and MoonstarWorld for the reviews! Until next time!