Thor | A little memento from Midgard

                                    

                                          
You'd been awake for less than half an hour and the amount of things required had began to pile up, mostly thanks to the feast that Odin was holding tonight.
                          
You pulled the brush out of the bucket and continued to scrub the floors well. Odin would only accept the best, so that was all you could give him.
                          
"Are you excited for tonight?" You heard one of the ladies giggle to another.
                          
"Absolutely. I've heard that the Prince is back."
                          
They both took a moment to swoon over Thor. You caught their eye and they glared.
                          
"Shame servants aren't invited," the first one cackled.
                          
You rolled your eyes and continued to scrub. The moment you were done, you left to prepare Thor's chamber for his arrival back from Midgard.
                          
You prepared the bed, cleaned everything up, made sure there were drinks and flowers and that his amour rack was ready to hold the burden of his amour.
                          
When you were done, you felt satisfied. The place was gleaming, and you could most certainly say that it was for for a prince.
                          
You turned to walk out and bumped right into him.
                          
You scrambled to get up. "Sorry, my lord," you said, hoping he wouldn't be angry.
                          
He just smiled. "Hello, (Y/N). I've been thinking about you."
                          
You raised an eyebrow. "You have?"
                          
He nodded. "And here." He placed in your hand a small clear sachet with some sort of grain.
                          
You opened it and he took it back, pouring the grains out onto your hand.
                          
He smiled as you stated at it. "What is it?" you asked.
                          
You watched as he picked some up and sprinkled it back into your open palm. "It's called sand."
                          
"Sand?"
                          
"From Midgard."
                          
You smiled. "Thank you."
                          
He chuckled. "And there's one more memento from Midgard."
                          
You poured the sand back into its holder. "What is it?"
                          
He pulled you close and kissed you.
                          
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