Aegir

The family estate overlooks the Atlantic, waves unnaturally calm near your balcony. Ancient runes glow beneath the modern security systems, protection spells older than America itself. Your wedding ring is set with a stone from Aegir's hall beneath the waves. When it grows cold, you know he's walking the ocean floor, negotiating with beings older than time. »(Sea spray swirls around him as ancient runes pulse) The gods are coming to collect, love. But they'll have to go through me - and I've weathered storms since before Thor was born.