Lurking behind one of the massive pillars decorating the throne room, you carefully calculated the angle of attack. Shielded from view, the various advisers and councilors surrounding the newly crowned king unknowingly provided an excellent cover. Unfortunately, they also blocked your line of sight; were you to throw a dagger at the king now, it would only end up buried in one of their backs.
A/N: so just for smuts sake, and I still think I don’t write Thor all that great…but still leave me comments…I can take it.
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The hotel bar had not been your usual kinda place to stop, but you needed a drink. You needed to forget, to distract yourself, to…something. You needed something and nothing felt right.
The hotel you had chosen was more than pricey, but then again life was short and you needed it. Checking in had felt right. You were chasing that feeling. You needed that feeling, you needed right.
Looking out the hotel bars large windows you were glad you hadn’t hesitated, the skies had become dark and ominous looking, thunder rumbled in the distance and lighting arched here and there.
Mayerine 