"Where are you taking me? And who are you? And how do you know my name?" I tried to yank my arm free from the strange man pulling me down the street.

"All your many questions will be answered soon, My Lady. Fret not." He answered.

"Fret not? FRET NOT? How dare you treat this so casually. You took me from my home and are now taking my to god knows where!" I screamed at him, my grey blonde hair whipping around in the wind, the raining soaking me to the bone.

He then stopped walking, and turned around to face me, his face serious. I gulped hard, my blue eyes filled with fear.

"I promise no harm will be done to you." He said calmly.

"And how am I to be so sure?" He then smiled, and ruffled my hair.

"Oh, Lady Astrid. Is there any way I can calm your fears? Perhaps there is a place here on Midgard we may speak?"

I blinked a few times, dumbfounded.

"Midgard? What's Midgard?"

"Midgard is the name of this realm you live in. There are nine. I myself, reside in Asgard."

"Nine realms? You sound crazy," I bit my lip, pulling us under the cover of a nereby building, the rain not ceasing. "But, I'll give you the benefit of the doubt to explain. There's a coffee shop not too far from here. We can talk there."

He then smiled his ever illustrious smile, nodding. "Very good! Let us go then."

"Don't make me regret this, Thor.." I said sarcastically, leading him to the coffee shop.

"So, you're telling me, I'm of Asgardian blood? I'm one of … you?" My voice was shaky with skepticism.

"Yes! And you to are return at once. My father insists." He gulps down the coffee I ordered for him, then throwing the mug on the ground. "Another!"

I stare in disbelief as the mug shatters on the ground, everyone looking at us with judging eyes. I look to the barista behind the counter, who's astonished face doesn't leave much room to wonder what he's thinking.

"I am so sorry! I'll pay for that, don't worry!" I shift my gaze to Thor, glaring at him.

"What do you think you're doing?" I hissed, highly embarrassed.

"I merely stated that I should need another one of those concoctions immediately. That is all." He shrugs his broad shoulders, confused.

"What, did you grow up in a barn?" I sighed, rubbing my temples.

"A barn? God no, I grew up in a palace!" He explained all High and mighty.

"It was an expression," he looks at me still confused. "Nevermind.." I rolled my eyes.

"Well, miss Astrid, we mustn't spend another second here. My father will be cross if we stay any longer than we have." He sat up abruptly, knocking his chair back, and strides out the door.

I gasp, stating my apologies to everyone once more, and ran after him.

"Wait! You didn't answer all my questions yet!" I huffed, trying to catch up to him.

"We haven't the time. Come," he reached his hand out to me.

"I-I'm supposed to just drop everything and leave to some mystical land that I don't have a clue actually exists?" I hesitate, and he steps towards me pulling my to his chest, his large arm draped around my waist.

"You will soon. Mjolnir!" He beckons loudly, making me jump. I watch in amazement as a large hammer falls from the sky into his hand. Everyone around us freezes, and watched us in shock.

"What is-" I was cut off by the sound of Thor screaming again, a name I can't make out.

What now? Is a giant dragon gonna appear out of nowhere?

The ground starts to shake and feel my heart pound in my chest like a drum. Suddenly, the sky opens up, and a bright light shoots down on us, and I grab Thor tightly, scared for my life.

We were enveloped in the light, a warm feeling coating my skin, and immediately my breath leaves my lungs as we're sucked up into the twister, making my body go limp with the impact. I faintly feel Thor's grip on my frail body get tighter, and just as soon as it started, it stopped. My feet were touching the ground beneath us, my breath returning to me.

I heaved slowly, placing my hand on my head, hoping the painful throbbing would go away. I peeled my eyes open, seeing white and black fuzziness for a few seconds. Thor rubbed the small of my back, seeing my uneasiness.

"Where did you take me.." I mumbled, my sight finally coming too. My eyes widened, and all I heard Thor say was unassimilated mumbling, for I wasn't paying any mind to him. I was too busy taking in the scene in front of me.

It was beautiful. When Thor told me he lived in a palace, he wasn't mistaken. I was standing on a bridge, a gleaming rainbow of colors, leading to a kingdom nestled in the heart of towering mountains. Calling it a kingdom to me was an understatement. The bustling town surrounding the palace was full of life. The palace looked like it was pulled straight out of fiction novel, the walls tall, and golden in color, and suddenly I felt out of place. I felt small. Like how could the likes of me be from a place as wonderful as this?

I was pulled from my thoughts by a deep voice, and I turned around, greeted by a large man with dark skin and molten eyes. He was clad in golden armor, holding a a huge sword that was buried inside of some kind of contraption, a large dome incasing us.

"Welcome to Asgard, maiden." He boomed, and I let out a faint sigh of disbelief.

"Thank you, um,"

"Heimdall. Gatekeeper of Asgard."

I smiled shyly, and nodded back to him, before turning to Thor who was standing next to me. He was smitten to say the least.

"Seems you're not insane after all!" I exclaimed, playfully teasing. He shook his head, laughing.

"I told you, dear Astrid. Now, come, I'm sure my father will want to see us at once." He turned to start walking down the colorful bridge.

"Your father?" I skipped up next to him, trying to keep up with him and his long strides.

"Yes. King of Asgard. Protector of the nine realms. And once we are in his presence, try to keep a still mind and a calm heart. As demeaning as he is, no harm will come to you, I promise."

I gawked at him, confused.

"Why would say something to morbid? I thought you said he wanted me here?"

"On the contrary," he sighed, his face serious. "He will be furious to see you. He did not want you here. So, prepare yourself."