Frigga could not help covering her mouth and laughing at Lucian's choked expression.
A gleam shone in her wise, gentle eyes as she began rapidly running through the eligible young women of Asgard's great noble families.
Several Vanir princesses had pure bloodlines and were well versed in ancient spells. Or there were the descendants of a few collateral branches left behind by the Valkyrie legion, agile and fiery by nature, who could not be better suited to a young powerhouse like him.
There were even a few exceptionally beautiful young women among the royal family's distant relatives. Since Thor had feelings for Jane, asking Sif what she thought was an option too. And if none of that worked, she still had a backup plan.
As long as she could bind Lucian firmly to Asgard's chariot through a marriage agreement, Asgard would effectively gain an ally capable of subduing the Nine Realms when Thor took the throne.
No matter how she calculated it, this was an excellent bargain.
Looking at Frigga's smiling face, which had "matchmaker" written all over it, Lucian was inwardly speechless and could not help letting out a sigh.
This queen really was planning to hold a matchmaking event for me in the Golden Palace.
Lucian lowered his head to look at the patterns on the floor tiles, but his thoughts involuntarily drifted back home.
Come to think of it, I've been away from The Boys Universe for a while now.
I wonder how Annie and Cate are doing over there.
Annie's completely focused on cleaning up the mess Vought left behind, so she should be fine. But Cate-without me around, what's she doing now?
*If Cate finds out that Asgard's Queen of the Gods is planning to foist a whole bunch of divine noblewomen on me, that