Thor
I quite enjoyed being the mediator, and not for the reasons most would assume. It was not about keeping peace or playing the noble role. It was because no one ever saw me as someone to guard against.
Not when I was the one stepping between raised fists, calming voices, urging others to stand down before things spiraled beyond control.
"You can't kill her!" I snapped at Axel, the word yet lingering unspoken at the edge of my tongue as I stepped closer to him, meeting his glare without hesitation.
The tension between us was sharp enough to cut through the room. Axel took a step back, huffing in annoyance, his jaw clenched tightly as though he was holding himself back from saying far more than he should.
I glanced to my right at Gessia, whose head I had more than once imagined separating from her body. She smiled at me, soft and grateful, as though I had just done her a great kindness. The kind of smile that expected something in return.
