Re: Behemoth
For Nate, it probably wasn't acceptable. She knew for a fact he wouldn't find it that way. Zap felt similarly. But there weren't many options. She'd asked Thor to tame her, and for the moment, she felt beaten. Had she won the battle but he'd taken the war? She truly wished she couldn't come to that comparison. But there it was. Unrest in the House of Thor. That's what it was, too. Thor's domain. They called themselves "Odinsons", but he was the Allfather. He was the eldest. He was the patriarch. The king.
"I thought I was pretty clear," she said, throat hoarse, and she swallowed and stood. "I promised I'd only ever want to be the queen of Asgard, and that this was my place. He told me to renounce any other men in order to be worthy of his seed." Yeah. That had happened. Her eyes felt dead. The world looked blurry, a hazy vision in sepia. "I argued, of course. Yet here we are." She blinked, staring at the wall behind Nate's head. She didn't dare look at this face again. "Wouldn't want to be cast out..." she told the wall with a manic air.