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Sif & Thor; Engagement
Thor had to remind himself to be strong and say this the way he had planned, yet as he opened his mouth to speak it did not come out as he had written, recite, or replayed in his mind. He had spoken with their friends, who clapped him on the shoulder and told him all of the things not to say. They weren't helpful at all. Typical. Yet they were happy for the pair and wished Thor the best of luck, hoping him not to be crushed beneath Sif's foot for not delivering the most perfect engagement proposal.

Thanks, guys.

Thanks.

So, here he was, unable to wait a moment longer. His plan had not been here, like this, and yet this is where it would go down. He couldn't get up and change his mind, after all, and it was a beautiful path with only a handful around. Some women nearby watched, a young girl in the window above giggled. Thor didn't hear any of it. In fact he wasn't sure he heard himself as he started to speak.

"Lady Sif," he repeat after a heavy swallow. Then he recite a poem. A unique poem to Sif.

"Well I have considered the worth of women
Heavy, my heart hangs with admiration
whereas not for the worth of Asgard
Would I forgeo the warrior Lady at my side, nay,
the worth of Nine Realms.

I would sooner be slain by Lady Sif,
to lay in the arms of my beloved bleeding
than to live without the Lady centuries at my side
Sleeping in her embrace and battling in her light,
For the dark haired warrior Lady my love is unending...

Lady Sif, would you do me, Thor Odinson, the greatest honor in becoming my wife?"

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