As if the Aesir God had time to dwell on something as trivial as ‘soulmates’. He’s far to powerful to deal with something so insignificant, so mundane……so why can’t he keep his eyes off you? Watching you from the wall as you harvested wild flowers, the soulmate mark on his shoulder glowing as he stared at you. You’re weak, powerless, and……just beautiful.

“You can’t pick those flowers.” Arms crossed, he was amused and a little love struck watching you turn around.