"Well, Asgard is quite different from Vanaheim, to say the least. Unlike here, where everything is attuned to nature, giving off a mystical and ancient vibe, Asgard is full of massive golden castles and towering spires radiating majesty. It has a royal and splendorous atmosphere. So, while both places are as different as they can be, they each have their own beauty—Vanaheim is peaceful, while Asgard is magnificent."
[Good one, Master. Nice way to say that Vanaheim is just a glorified jungle full of barbarians. She'll never suspect a thing—look, she even looks impressed.]
"Wow, Asgard sounds amazing! I would love to visit someday. Are there really castles made of gold?" she asked, half curious, half in awe.
And so, we talked. Before we realized it, three hours had passed. The conversation flowed so naturally that we completely lost track of time.
By now, I was already her only friend here. Just like me, she had no friends—makes sense, considering she's also a princess. And as we grew closer, we were happy. But there was someone even happier—my uncle.
When we returned to the castle and met him again, he was practically beaming.
"Haha! So, you're already friends? You both look great together. It's almost as if you were made for each other!" King Njord laughed.
Then, turning toward my mother, he added, "Frigga, my sister, how about we engage Freyja and Magnar? This would deepen the alliance between Vanaheim and Asgard, and they already get along so well that it would be a crime to separate them. I mean, they're each other's only friends!"
…Uncle, what the fuck?
Freyja and I have known each other for only a few hours! And what do you mean by each other's only friends? I had no friends literally this morning, and now, just as I make one, you're already planning to make her my fiancée?!
And aren't you moving way too fast? I knew you'd try this, but I expected you to wait a few years—not propose an engagement on the same day!
[Well, it's just an engagement, so it's not that strange. Even your brother Thor was engaged to Lady Sif when they were just children, and they weren't married even when he was, like, 1,500 years old. So, engagement is basically just pre-booking, and you're not forced to marry quickly. You can delay it as much as you want. Besides, there isn't even a strict monogamy system here, so you don't really lose anything.]
'Huh… if you put it that way, it makes sense. But what about Freyja's wishes?'
[Analyzing her reactions and observations, it can be concluded that although she's a bit startled by the sudden engagement, she's not entirely against it. She was even somewhat expecting it. Her father might have instructed her beforehand. Maybe she was ordered to get close to you before you even arrived...]
'It's unsettling that someone else is orchestrating my relationships… but let's be honest, my rizz isn't good enough to bag someone as beautiful as Freyja on my own. Past me had zero chance. Current me? I have everything needed—just that past me is still holding me back.
Maybe I should train my charisma. Then again, with my looks, all I really need to do is embrace my prince role and keep getting stronger.'
[Yes, Master. The so-called "rizz" you're talking about—the ability to attract the opposite gender—you already have plenty of it. I mean, you're the Crown Prince. Every little girl back in Asgard probably dreams of marrying you.]
'Not that I enjoy being an idol for little girls, but… it's a nice feeling. Actually, I like it. Looks like I, too, care about keeping a good image. The universe should at least know me as some untouchable badass they wouldn't dare mess with.'
[Everyone has their own desires, Master. But if you crave popularity, it's not a bad thing. Since you wish to be loved and revered, you'll naturally maintain the image of someone benevolent. And your divinities align with that goal—who wouldn't adore the God of Life, Wisdom, and Creation? Everyone will instinctively see you as a good guy.]
'That's a plus, right? Anyway, about this engagement… what do you think I should do?'
[Just agree. Why make a little girl sad? You don't want to see Freyja upset, right? And let's be honest—you can't deny that you want to establish a relationship with her in the future.]
'Yeah… you're right, Raph. Agreeing is the best course of action.'
"Well, we'll have to talk about it with Magnar's father first, won't we?" My mother smiled, this time even more radiant. "As for Magnar, I think he should have no objections to this arrangement, right, dear?"
Mind you all, I'm doing this for my mother. The only reason I'm accepting is to keep her smiling.
"Yes, Mom… I don't have any problem with it," I replied, and my mother's face lit up even more.
[Heh, look at you, Master~, engaged to an eight-year-old. If this ain't pedophilia, I don't know what is... Hahahaha!]
'What the fuck, Raph… you literally just told me to agree.'
[No, I just said you wouldn't want to make her sad, right? You could have rejected it and said you'd consider it after turning eighteen. She wouldn't have been sad then.]
'Ugh… why didn't I think of that? Shit, what do I do now?!'
[Heh, I'm just kidding, Master~. No need to get so tense.]
'Don't do that anymore…' I sighed.
[Awww… but it's so fun, Master~.]
I'll just ignore Raph for now…
The moment I agreed, the entirety of Vanaheim buzzed into action. Three days have passed since then, and I've spent a lot more time with Freyja. Turns out, she was just as nervous as I was. She was even scared when her father told her to get close to the Prince of Asgard.
No, she didn't say all that directly—Raphael pieced it together from the small things she unconsciously revealed during our conversations.
And honestly? She's innocent. I even had Raphael do a detailed scan over these past few days, and not gonna lie—she would be a great partner in the future.
She's the Goddess of Love, Beauty, Magic, War… even Sex. Basically, the perfect match.
Of course, you need the skills to be with her. Can't be like Hephaestus, getting cucked for life. Considering her domains are similar to Aphrodite's, I already know what kind of problems could arise.
But I have confidence in myself—to turn her 'love' into eternal love for me, to turn her 'sex' into an addiction to me.
Besides, knowing my hypocritical nature, anyone who tries to get close to Freyja will have their entire race wiped out.
Sounds extreme? Maybe. But yeah, I'd still do it. Call me possessive, insecure, or whatever—I don't care. If anyone tries anything funny… they're getting annihilated.
[Now, now, Master, you don't have to worry about something so trivial. I'll make sure to destroy everyone who even dares to think of harming you, Master~.]
'Always a pleasure to have you with me, Raph~.'