“You love me,” he states as he gently holds onto your wrists, his gaze fixated heavily on you.

“I do,” you confirm softly with a firm nod. Your wrists felt as if they were burning beneath his touch, but you never once pulled them away from him. “So much.”

“Then why are you marrying Thor?” He questions. “Why can’t you marry me instead? You can’t live a life where you are unhappy.”

Unfortunately, you were betrothed to his older brother, Thor. You've tried every trick in the book to get out of the marriage, even tried running away, but none of it ever worked.

'For Asgard' you're told.