Thor was infuriated from the disruption of his coronation. He paces angrily before taking his rage out on nearby table. He lets out a monstrous roar, flipping the table over before taking a seat on the nearby steps. Loki appears from behind one of the columns. He seats himself next to his angered brother.
"It's unwise to be in my company right now, brother. Today was to be my day of triumph!" Thor spoke.
"It'll come, in time. If it's any consolation, I think you're right. About the Frost Giants, about Laufey, about everything. If they were able to slip past Asgard's defenses once, who's to say they won't try again? Next time with an army," Loki began.
"Exactly! " Thor boomed.
"There's nothing you can do without defying Father," Loki continued, a dangerous glint in his eyes, "No! No, no, no, no! I know that look!"
"It's the only way to ensure the safety of our borders!"
"Thor, it's madness!" Loki yells.
"Madness? What sort of madness?" Volstagg's voice comes as he, Sif, Hogun, Fandral, and Eira step in to the banquet hall.
Eira had changed from the elegant dress Thor had given her and was now in her regular armor.
"We are going to Jotenheim," Thor ordered.
Fandral cut in, "This isn't like going to Earth, where you summon a little lightning and the natives worship you as a god! This is Jotunheim!"
"It is forbidden!" Sif interjected.
Thor turned towards his friends, walking towards them.
"My friends, have you forgotten all that we have done together? Fandral, Hogun, who led you into the glorious of battles?" Thor questioned.
" You did." Hogun replied.
"And, Volstagg," Thor continues, "who introduced you to delicacies so succulent you thought you'd died and gone to Valhalla?"
Volstagg chuckles, "You did."
"And who proved wrong all who scoffed at the idea that a young maiden could be one of the fiercest warriors this realm has ever known?" Thor asks, turning to Sif.
"I did!" Sif replies, receiving a soft laugh from Eira.
"True, but I supported you, Sif," Thor reminded.
"And finally, my dearest Eira, who has shown you the greatest love and affection?" He whispers in her ear.
A blush quickly adorns Eira's cheeks, embarrassed by Thor's public affections.
"You did," she mumbled looking away from the grinning Warrior's Three.
Thor grinned, "My friends, we are going to Jotenheim. Prepare tonight, we will leave early tomorrow."
Thor had always bullied Eira. He couldn't even explain what compelled him to harass her. Perhaps it was because he was jealous of his brother Loki. She was always with him. He wanted what Loki had. Thor stepped into the garden, seeing Loki and Eira. He stopped, standing just out of view of the two. Eira was practicing her dancing. She moved so elegantly and looked so stunning, though Thor would never admit it to her. His saw Loki's lips move, receiving a smile and a nod from Eira as she began her dance again.
Thor stepped out, causing Eira to lose focus and fall to the ground. He laughed as Loki stood up to help Eira from the ground.
"I have seen Frost Giants with more grace than you," he taunted playfully.
Eira glared daggers at him, "Who do you think you are?" She shouts, brushing the rocks and dirt from her knees.
He scoffed, "I am a prince!" he retorted.
Eira had had enough of Thor's antics, "You think you're so tough, huh? Just because you're a prince. That doesn't give you the right to treat others poorly!"
"Eira, please…" Loki began.
"No, quiet Loki," she said angrily, "You're nothing but a brute Thor! I pity the woman who you marry; you'll probably harass her just like you do me!"
Eira stomped off. Thor received a glare from Loki, "You don't have to be so mean to her, brother." Loki said.
Thor laughed, "It's all playful, she'll get over it."
Loki shook his head, "You actually hurt her feelings very much." Loki takes off after Eira.
Thor watched his brother catch up to Eira, "I hurt her feelings?" Thor said to himself.
Thor had asked Eira to stay the night with him and she obliged. She sits quietly on his bed while he talks of his plans for invading Jotenheim. She watches him walk back and forth excitedly and she knew that he was not going there to look for answers.
"Thor, do you truly think this is the best idea?" She interrupted.
He looked up at her before walking quickly to the bed and grabbing onto her shoulders, "My sweet, there is nothing to worry about. If anything happens I will protect you with my life…"He trailed off, resting his forehead to hers, "You are my life."
"Yet you are willing to risk yours knowing how much I love you?" She asks.
"My love, everything will be fine. We shall go there, get our answers and return. Then I shall be crowned king and will take your hand in marriage and we shall rule together." He reassured.
She sighed, still unsettled by the idea of going to Jotenheim.
"You swear?" she asks.
He grins, "I swear."
Thor looked desperately for Eira. He hadn't realized that he was actually hurting her in his taunting. He believed it was all playful teasing. He paused as he found her crying alone on a bench. He stopped to rethink what he was about to do.
He coughed slightly to try to catch her attention, but when he received no response he called out to her. She looked up at him, her eyes red and cheeks tear stained. Thor shifted uncomfortably.
"May I take a seat," he asked softly. She stared up at him before shaking her head and standing up.
"Just leave me alone Thor, haven't you had enough?" She asked, holding back another sob.
He sighed, reaching a hand out, grabbing her shoulder and pulling her to him. He wrapped his arms around her. She froze up, unsure if she should hug him back.
"I am sorry, Eira, I did not mean to hurt your feelings." He whispered.
She sniffled, finally wrapping her arms around him.
"I accept your apology Thor." She said.
She felt him hug her harder.
"Friends from now on?" He asked.
She smiled, "Friends."