Freyja- is a Norse goddess associated with love, beauty, fertility, gold, war, and death.
Thor- is a hammer-wielding Norse god associated with thunder, lightning, storms, strength, and also fertility.
She was everything he had ever dreamed of having as a mate. He couldn't help but stare at her as she emerged from the water. He met her half way not caring aout his own clothing. He wrapped his arms around her, holding her closely.
"It's nice to meet you, my love." He planted soft kisses upon her chin and her lips.
"It's nice to meet you too."
He kissed her cheek. "I have been waiting for you, for a very long time."
She shivered. "Where am I? I think I am a bit lost. "
"Your in Scandinavia."
"Yes, where you expect to me?"
"I don't know, they don't know."
"Your parents sent you here?"
"Come on then, come with me."
"Where we going to go?"
"In my home."
"You take me in your home? You know less than me. "
"Do you plan to harm me or my family?"
"Of course not."
"Well, I guess we are okay, right?"
The village they had to walk through was beautiful, log-made longhouse's lined either side of the main path they walked along. It was amazing for her to see, she had never seen anything quite like it, but she knew she would love living here, for as long as she would.
"Detta är där du bor?"
"Yes, with my two children and my mother."
"Yes, I didn't know if you did or not though."
"There are many people together in one large space."
"There has to be. There are hundreds of people in our village."
"Wow." She gasped.
"Each family shares the same space, but not the same room."
"Who do you share with."
"My two children Asdis and Eryk."
"How old are they?"
"Asdis is three summers and Eryk is Seven."
"Who is their mother?"
"Does she live with your family?"
"No, she died during childbirth."
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean-.."
He turned and kissed her cheek softly. "You are very inquisitive."
"Is that a bad thing?"
"Sometimes. But around me, it is not." His arms came around her. "Do you have anyone, where you are from?"
"There is no one, my father wouldn't allow it."
"Why is that?"
"He..-" She blushed. "Han ville att jag skulle vara ren för min själsfrände."
"Are you still?"
"Have you found him yet?"
"Not yet, I haven't been able to do much looking."
"Do you think you'll find him here?"
"I do hope so."
A tall, muscular man walked towards Eric. He was carrying an axe and his armor had blood splattered on it. It had to be Eric's father. He was far more attractive than I would have ever guessed. He clasped Eric's shoulder and chuckled. "Son, I'm glad you are back." Eric grinned and he hugged his father.
"We got in last night. Aleah will probably want to see you." Eric told him. I wondered what his name was.
His father smiled sadly. "We were gone longer than expected."
"Why? Did something go wrong?"
"We had a few complication on the way there, your brother was the main one." He explained.
"Well there is a surprise for you." Eric grinned.
"Have you seen mother?" Eric asked. I looked at him, what was he talking about?