"Yes, but you have also proved your loyalty and adoration of our people before you became mine," Thor counters with a soft smile, yet nodding slightly, acknowledging that it's not quite the same thing. "So in that, you have the advantage. You are already ally and friend; you are all but kin." And if they do wed, she will be.
He smiles a little, fondness in his eye as he looks at her. "At least we don't have to worry about the same voices opposing you. My council are already your friends."
He rubs his thumb against the back of her hand, clasped in his own. Now comes the part he'd never had with Jane, not until after they'd exchanged hurts, and their differing ideas of what makes a queen had driven the wedge a little deeper. His own nerves feel alight, both in love her her and her closeness, and in anxiety over turning his eye to details he's left deliberately unexamined, fearing that closer scrutiny might break the spell. "Expectations," he says, giving her a nervous smile. "Both ours, and Asgard's. Being queen of Asgard is more than just a title, and it is not the only one. You would be Allmother as well. The rest of the Nine Realms would know they could look to you for wisdom in my stead, and you would be expected to play a role in local politics. Perhaps not as far as needing to meet with Norway's government, nor the United Nations council, unless you wished to," he adds. "But management of Asvera would be expected at the very least. It would not be too far from your assistance now, except with more paperwork." He smiles at her, both teasing and entirely serious.
"And in my absence, if there is no appointed regent, you would also speak in my stead on matters of greater importance that affect the other Realms. Your word would be as good as law, save for where my own differs." He gives her hand a gentle squeeze. "There are other rituals you'd be expected to preside over, the ones that the Valkyrie has commanded since we came here - Disablot, for instance. Though you could speak to her and share duties, or delegate, if you wish."
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He smiles a little, fondness in his eye as he looks at her. "At least we don't have to worry about the same voices opposing you. My council are already your friends."
He rubs his thumb against the back of her hand, clasped in his own. Now comes the part he'd never had with Jane, not until after they'd exchanged hurts, and their differing ideas of what makes a queen had driven the wedge a little deeper. His own nerves feel alight, both in love her her and her closeness, and in anxiety over turning his eye to details he's left deliberately unexamined, fearing that closer scrutiny might break the spell. "Expectations," he says, giving her a nervous smile. "Both ours, and Asgard's. Being queen of Asgard is more than just a title, and it is not the only one. You would be Allmother as well. The rest of the Nine Realms would know they could look to you for wisdom in my stead, and you would be expected to play a role in local politics. Perhaps not as far as needing to meet with Norway's government, nor the United Nations council, unless you wished to," he adds. "But management of Asvera would be expected at the very least. It would not be too far from your assistance now, except with more paperwork." He smiles at her, both teasing and entirely serious.
"And in my absence, if there is no appointed regent, you would also speak in my stead on matters of greater importance that affect the other Realms. Your word would be as good as law, save for where my own differs." He gives her hand a gentle squeeze. "There are other rituals you'd be expected to preside over, the ones that the Valkyrie has commanded since we came here - Disablot, for instance. Though you could speak to her and share duties, or delegate, if you wish."