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"You know what I look forward to the most?"
"Chocolate fountain tuesdays?"
"Us. Being queens" said the girl glancing at the other's tilted head , like a confused puppy
"Us? Pfft, I have no desire for the crown, i'm perfectly happy where I stand now... besides, in my case, Sigrún is the rightful heir. But you, you'll make a formidable queen, Asgard is lucky to have you, min gammel" praised the grey haired girl
"Oh no, I didn't mean Asgard, i'm gonna be Helheim's queen" said the older girl, chin up in pride
"What? How?" She didn't need to question why, she already had an idea as to what the reason would be, but she didn't know how it'd be possible for the asgardian princess to be Helheim's queen
"I'm the goddess of death, silly, it's sort of a given, I am supposed to reign over Hel's fire, I could reign Valhalla, but I wouldn't take that away from you, and on top of that, we shall stick together until both of us get the throne we deserve" explained the young goddess with a cheeky grin
"That would be so cool, could you imagine? We would practically rule the afterlife!" Beamed the girl giggling, getting excited by the idea
A black little wolf came prancing towards where the two kids were sitting against the big tree in the middle of the royal garden, and licked the cheeks of both of them before settling beside the older one.
"Oh, hi Fenrir" greeted the dark haired girl quickly, before turning back to her friend "Okay, let's make a pact" the goddess said to which the other girl nodded, with eagerness written all over her face, "no matter what, we'll always come back to each other, queens have to stick together, and we should do so even if we don't have a throne yet, to ensure we'll get there, with the other by our side"
The grey eyes of the girl shone with excitement as she brought her hand to her mouth, spat on it and extended it to her friend
"No matter what"
The older girl looked at her friend's hand with amusement, and a bit of disgust, but then followed the girl's actions, spat on her hand and shook it
"No matter what" she settled
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"...yeah well tell Alejo to stop crying and that i'll swing by next time" Said a snickering Cora to her phone. The few avengers who were currently in the training room furrowed their brows in confusion, looking at each other for confirmation that they weren't hallucinating and Cora was in fact talking with someone over the phone
"He says he made a new drink especially for you, you have to come back, i'm not tasting any of his weird brews after last time... It tasted like feet" complained Lenora with a groan from the other side of the line
"Whatever, I gotta go, I think it's the first time the heroes have heard me ringing someone that isn't them up, their eyes are about to pop out" the woman laughed as she looked at her teammates "Bye, love you"
"Love you too, but seriously, I don't know how much longer i'll be able to avoid him" Cora didn't grace that last comment with an answer and just chuckled and hung up on the girl
Nat, Steve, Bucky and Clint were the only ones in the training room, the two soldiers had stopped their routine on the punching bag to listen in on Cora's conversation, same as the agents who had been sparring before the woman came in
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MAGIC AND CROWNS ; loki
Fanfiction' ' i love how you hand me your lies in silver platter and golden cutlery ' ' Cora Francis, a woman who has lived through many centuries, a powerful sorceress, a necromancer, and many other titles. After spending a millenia...
