Chapter 55 - Victory Feast (2/2)

Hogun darkly says- ”Love is a cruel mistress, I bet he gets shot down right after he opens his mouth.”

Fandral the more experienced of the two with the ways of Lady Sif gave a more optimistic but just as dark answer- ”I bet she won't even register he's there and will leave right after Thor.”

Volstagg then broke out into laughter with the others soon after.

Theoric felt a little awkward as he tried coughing and cup slamming to get her attention in vain, hearing snorts of laughter coming from somewhere at his failed attempts but ignored it.

He then decided to just slide on over so he was sitting right next to her as he looked in Thor's direction who now had 3 pretty blonds hanging on his every word.

Theoric then leaned next to her ear and started talking loudly before backing off nonchalantly once he got her attention.- ”Hey! I Was Just Wondering If you are feeling better after that little accident I found you in.”

Lady Sif who was startled and angry at first having someone come up and talk into her ear was about to go off on him when she registered the words and saw that it was the man who saved her life and healed her.

She was slightly intrigued by this man, the only other man that managed to make her heart flutter briefly.- ”It's you! ah, yes, yes I am feeling better, thank you for saving my life.”

Theoric grinned- ”I hope you don't go around telling people about the healing though, I don't want to be designated as a healer, I like being up close in the action.”

Sif grinned- ”Yes I understand, don't worry I would never do that.”

While she was intrigued, her sights returned to Thor who she's been secretly pining after for years.

Theoric smirked- ”You know for a warrior princess you don't strike me as the meek type, if you care for Thor why do you sit here quietly and watch on as he galavants around?”

Sif frowned- ”What would you have me do, he's a prince who will be king and I'm just a friend he says on numerous occasions and fails to see what everyone else already secretly knows.”

Theoric- ”Well if I was you I wouldn't just wait around, tell me something are you really fine just watching him go night after night with other women, while you stay here unsatisfied?”

Sif catching his meaning scowled- ”If you're looking for a whore, you should go elsewhere and leave me be, I appreciate what you did, but you are lacking.”

Theoric's face fell as he looked at Thor leaving with a woman in each arm and one that jumped on his back.

Theoric pointed to them- ”Take a good look Lady Sif, you may notice that your not his type, he likes those with a lighter head than you.”

Lady Sif catching the double meaning only frowned as she watched Thor leave.

Ticked off by her comment and feeling aggressive, he continues- ”Stop acting like a love-struck fool waiting hand and foot for a stupid man to take care of you, allow me!” he said pulling her head back by the hair and f.o.r.c.i.b.l.y taking her lips, making her eyes go wide in shock.

The warriors three were also dumbfounded he had the balls to do that, Lady Sif was a well known and very skilled warrior who would pay back those who slight her.

Theoric made sure to get some tongue in before he released her fully prepared to be attacked, but just not in the way that he was.

Igniting her long-hidden pint up l.u.s.t and frustration, the damns broke as she was extremely turned on by being manhandled. Being surrounded by so many weak-willed men who were intimidated by her was disheartening. This was the reason she fell for Thor, the one man who wasn't put off by her strength and could more than handle it.

With her heart beating a mile a minute, it felt like her c.h.e.s.t wouldn't be able to hold it in as she once again looked upon Theoric in a brighter light that reminded her of the day that he saved her. Unable to contain her new emotions that were about to burst out, she immediately assaults his lips back, now fully concentrated on this new man in front of her.

The warriors three were now gobsmacked with eyes wide open and mouths hanging open by the turn of events with Frandal questioning if that was really all it took to win her.