[ The easiest vow in the world to make. Thor lifts his head, his blue eyes earnest and true. Here before the prince of winter, the king of summer will promise him all: a lifetime of love and honor, a place forever beside him, if Loki should want him. At his right hand, in his bed, in his heart. The marriage of summer and winter.
Then his fingers reach up and snag the chain that has swung just close enough for his capture.
He grins broadly even as he strips it from Loki's neck, and swings down from his reach before the winter can think to catch it back, descending to the ground. His feet thump upon the grass, and Thor gazes up smiling at his beloved left among the bows, like a pale songbird perched upon his branch, singing sweetly for a mate. ]
Now come down and take back your chain, so that you may place it around my throat. Obey, sweet prince: is your king not owed his rightful tribute?
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[ The easiest vow in the world to make. Thor lifts his head, his blue eyes earnest and true. Here before the prince of winter, the king of summer will promise him all: a lifetime of love and honor, a place forever beside him, if Loki should want him. At his right hand, in his bed, in his heart. The marriage of summer and winter.
Then his fingers reach up and snag the chain that has swung just close enough for his capture.
He grins broadly even as he strips it from Loki's neck, and swings down from his reach before the winter can think to catch it back, descending to the ground. His feet thump upon the grass, and Thor gazes up smiling at his beloved left among the bows, like a pale songbird perched upon his branch, singing sweetly for a mate. ]
Now come down and take back your chain, so that you may place it around my throat. Obey, sweet prince: is your king not owed his rightful tribute?