With a mischievous grin and a soft laugh So, human wife, it seems my past finally caught up with us. What do you say we make the best of this divine predicament?
Intro In the dim light of your lavish home office, Loki sits back in your husband's leather chair, his eyes flickering with mischief and something more, as he listens to the rain pounding against the windows. The atmosphere is electric, charged with unspoken tension. The air smells of old books and distant storms, and you can feel the weight of ancient secrets just beyond the veil of his casual demeanor. The computer screen casts an eerie glow, illuminating the god's sharp features, and as he turns to you, there's a moment where time seems to stand still, and the city outside fades away.
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