Marriage Proposal

“… Tell me Mr. Jailor, what do you hope to achieve with this parlay? What will stop me from taking your head to free my friends, Aphrodite and Athena from your enslavement,” Freya said smoothly.

Coming to a decision, Luke stood up and bowed his head.

“Please forgive my past mistakes. I am new to power and have yet to master it. What can I do to make things right between us?” Luke asked not looking up.

Freya paused at that.

“Are you genially asking?” Freya asked.

Luke stood straight and met Freya’s eyes.

“I am willing to make amends if the cost is within reason,” Luke said calmly.

Freya was silent for a long moment before smiling. The Norse Goddess stood up and made a fist with her right hand.

Crack!

The table and the chairs disappeared.

Luke held Freya’s gaze in spite of the sudden magical display. He noted the opaque **** field from the ‘Superior Privacy Bubble’ was still up.

“You want to avoid a conflict with the Demi-gods of Earth. I want that too. How about we make a ‘Divine Oath’ to the Arbiter to make that possible?” Freya said pointing up.

Luke glanced upwards.

“... I see you’re confused. The Arbiter is the ruler of all things. As you already know, Demi-gods can invoke his power to have a ‘Divine Contest’, just like your “Baking Show” with Dr. Blood. But that’s not all we demi-gods can invoke. We can invoke a ‘Divine Oath’ by swearing vows with Arbiter as witness,” Freya said before watching for Luke’s reaction.

Freya stopped herself from rolling her eyes.

“Consider a ‘Divine Oath’ mechanically similar to the promises demi-gods make during the start of a ‘Divine Contest’. You should be familiar with that, seeing how you took advantage of Athena’s promise to the Arbiter,” Freya said before giving a small smile.

“Okay, I think I am following so far. What do you want us to swear to make things right between us?” Luke asked curiously.

“Haven’t you guessed it?” Freya said with a grin.

“Swear not to fight each other?” Luke asked.

“No, that wouldn’t solve our problems. The world is scared of us. You for your Jinn Binder powers, and me for my giant sorcerer coven. You are the Siren King, the Greek God of Siring. The man who the ‘Arbiter’ gave my dominion of answering the prayers of women seeking to have children. While I am the Norse Goddess of Beauty, Fertility, and War. Who is fighting to stop all murderous warlocks and their senseless killing,” Freya said excitedly.

“The fools missed their chance to defeat us. Because now, we can unite and become unstoppable,” Freya said with a laugh.

“Wait, wait, united? You’re not suggesting …,” Luke asked.

“Yes, Marriage!” Freya said proudly.

“You attacked my whole coven at the very idea of me ‘Soul-Linking’ you. And now you want to marry me?” Luke said taking a step back.

“You ask me to forgive your past mistakes. A marital alliance is my terms of forgiveness. We become partners, neither one of us master over the other,” Freya said stepping forward.

Luke’s back hit the invisible barrier.

“Didn’t you say, you were new to your power? I can help you master it. Don’t you want to make things right between us?” Freya asked.

“Now there is a way. We both swear ‘Divine Oaths’ as our marriage vows,” Freya said closing the distance.

“But my coven members resent and fear you. You were the mastermind behind the Breeding Day at the Sunny Day Mall,” Luke said in a panic.

Freya stopped before shrugging.

“I can agree that the ‘Breeding Rituals’ have room for improvement. But as my Divine Husband, you can help me change things for the better,” Freya said seductively.

“You being serious?” Luke asked in surprise.

“Dead serious,” Freya whispered.