It was said, in the Ancient Lore of Asgard, that you and your soulmate would share emotions until you met them. If they were happy, you were happy (making winning arguments extremely hard), if they were sad, you were sad, and it was said when your soulmate was in pain, you would feel it ripping through your soul.

A devastating catch, but you hoped someday, somehow, through all the emotions you experienced that were not your own, you would find this soulmate, and be able to relieve the pain you could experience.

- - -

"Lady Y/N, are you quite alright?" your best friend, Lady Y/F/N (your friend's name) asked.

You clutched your chest, fighting back the urge to scream or cry in pain as your words became staggered. "No. My soulmate is in ... a lot of pain."

"Is there anything I may do to assist?" Lady Y/F/Nsaid.

"I'm afraid ... not. I need to find ... my soulmate."

- - -

Soon there wasn't a person in Asgard who wasn't looking for someone in pain. You were a beloved maiden of Asgard, and everyone hated seeing you in this way, occasionally wracked by anger or sadness as your soulmate suffered deeply.

"Lady Y/N! We think we found him!"

You couldn't even sit up in the bedside you'd been confined to. And then, to your amazement, Thor, Prince of Asgard entered your room. The moment your eyes met, the connection was severed.

There was no pain.

He also may or may not have been the hottest person you'd ever seen.

"Lady Y/N," he said, taking your hand, pulling you up and kissing it.

"Prince Thor," you replied nervously. Your soulmate was a prince?

"Call me Thor."

"Call me Y/N. Are you alright? That was a lot of pain."

Thor helped you to stand, flashing you a charming wink as you stayed by his arm.

"Oh, I just almost died, but I am well."

"That's good- wait WHAT?!"

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