Thunderous Fate (Thor x reader) || Record of Ragnarok

My heart pounded with a mixture of fear and determination as I stood before Odin. I took a deep breath, steeling myself for what lay ahead. 

"Allfather." I began, my voice steady despite the tremble in my hands. "The people of Fjellheim have suffered enough, and I implore you to spare them from further devastation."

Odin regarded me with his piercing gaze, his one eye seeming to bore into my very soul. 

"And why should I heed your plea, human?" he demanded, his voice echoing through the grand chamber. 

I swallowed hard, summoning every ounce of courage I possessed. "Because," I said, my voice quivering slightly, "I am willing to do whatever it takes to ensure the safety of my people. I will serve you, I will swear fealty to Asgard, anything to prevent the Nordic army from laying waste to Fjellheim."

A heavy silence hung in the air as Odin considered my words. 

Then, with a nod of his head, he gestured for me to approach closer. 

"Show me the Yggdrasil Healers tattoo." he commanded. 

I immediately complied, lifting the sleeve of my tunic to reveal the intricate tattoo that adorned my left arm. As Odin observed my tattoo, his expression remained unreadable. Then, with a wave of his hand, he gestured for me to stop showing him. 

"You may lower your sleeve." Odin said, his voice grave. "Tell me, healer, do you know anything of your origins?"

I shook my head, my eyes downcast. 

"No, Allfather." I replied softly. "All I know is what the elders of my home have told me—that I was found by an ancient oak tree near Fjellheim when I was just a toddler."

Odin said nothing. Then, after a moment's pause, he spoke again. 

"Do you find anything familiar about Asgard?" he asked, his tone measured. 

My eyes widened in surprise at the question. 

"Yes." I admitted hesitantly. "Ever since I arrived, I feel a strange sense of familiarity with this place. There's also something about the wooden staff with the f/c orb in the hallway—it draws me to it. My tattoo began to react strongly as well though I cannot explain why."

As soon as I mentioned the staff, I felt a palpable shift in the atmosphere of the throne room. 

A chill ran down my spine as I wondered if I had said something wrong. 

Without a word, Odin stood up from his throne, causing me to tremble involuntarily. He descended the steps of the throne, his presence commanding. Turning to Captain Ragna, Odin spoke with authority. 

"Call your troops inside." he ordered, his voice cutting through the tense silence. 

Captain Ragna wasted no time, rushing outside to summon his soldiers as commanded. 

Then, turning to Thor, Odin spoke again. "Thor, step outside with me. There is something we must discuss."

Thor nodded, understanding the gravity of the situation. 

As I stood there, frozen in place, Odin said "You will stay put and if you move so much as an inch, you will die."

Then together, Odin and Thor exited the throne room, leaving me alone and apprehensive. With a shiver, I nodded in silent compliance, my heart racing with uncertainty as I awaited Odin's return. 

A few minutes later, the sound of footsteps filled the room, I dared not move, remembering Odin's stern command. 

Slowly, the footsteps drew nearer, and I could sense the weight of the room shifting as more individuals entered.