Life of the Overpowered Lord

"Ashlaine..." Bjorn murmured softly. Even though he spoke softly it was as if every clan member in the hall could hear his voice clearly.

The hall quickly fell into silence as the duo stared at each other. Bjorn's family all where all wearing intrigued looks on their faces. Bjorn had just been telling them about his bad encounters in the Human Land and then he abruptly stopped like something had grabbed his attention.

Something did grab his or should I say someone grabbed his full attention. Bjorn stared at Ashlaine, the woman beautiful beyond compare. She had strawberry blonde hair that falls in loose natural ringlets around her shoulder and down her back. Her supple cherry red lips and enchanting violet eyes seemed to suck his soul in as she stared back at him. She was wearing an emerald green dress that was showing off just enough skin to be called classy but it did nothing to hide her perfectly sculpted voluptuous body.

"Ah, I see. Its the young one that stole our Bjorn's heart when he was still just a babe." Beth perked up and spoke as she remembered who the young woman was that seemed to have completely captured her brother's attention.

The rest of Bjorn's family seemed to have an epiphany when they heard Beth's words. They just stayed silent to watch how Bjorn would handle seeing her after so many years.

Bjorn finally broke from his dazed state and instantly jumped down to Ashlaine's side. Taking her hand he guided her gently to stand. He proceeded to embrace her in his arms slightly trembling as if scared she would disappear from his side again.

"Bjorn I am so-" Ashlaine had begun to speak until she was cut off by the most annoying voice she could hear at that moment. 

"WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING? GET AWAY FROM MY FIANCE NOW! WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE? JUST BECAUSE YOU CAN SIT WITH THE CLAN PATRIARCH AND HIS FAMILY MEANS NOTHING! DO YOU KNOW WHO MY FATHER IS?" The weak man screamed at the top of his lungs like Bjorn had just chopped his manhood off.

Ashlaine whipped around and glared daggers at the man. If looks could kill he would've been dead one hundred times over. This idiotic fool must not know who he is talking to.

"Oh, do tell me who your father is." Bjorn said in a low and threatening voice.

Hearing the threat in Bjorn's voice most made the smart decision and stepped back a bit.

When Thor heard the way then weak looking man spoke to Bjorn he was about to say something when he felt someone touch his shoulder. He turned his head to the side seeing his wife shake her head he knew she wanted him to stay quiet.

"Humph, my father is the richest god in this clan!" He spoke with a heavy arrogance like it was him who was the richest god. "My father is Balin the New God of Commerce and Trade! I am Dalin Balinson!"

When he said his fathers name there was a slight ripple through the hall. Obviously this "new" god had caused quite a stir in the clan. Thor even had and "Ah I see look" on his face.

"Ok, don't care really to know your name. You aren't important enough in my eyes. Your father on the other hand, nope don't really care about him either." Said Bjorn all while still holding Ashlaine's waist.

"You! How dare you speak of my father this way! Our noble lineage has gods in it. You on the other hand, I have never seen you in the clan so my guess is that you are just some hyped up human that thinks he is on par with the god clans because you have a bit of power!" Dalin spoke harshly oblivious to the death stares that were coming from most if not all clan members.

Bjorn heard this and smirked before he couldn't control his laughter. It started out as a small chuckle and slowly turned into a deep resonating and booming laughter that shook the entire hall. Dalin taking offense to the fact that this nobody in front of him was laughing at him! All while still holding his woman's waist!

"Dalin, stop while you still have a way out of this." Ashlaine said trying to diffuse the situation. She knew if this idiot continued to speak he was going to doom himself as well as his father.

She looked at Dalin and shuddered slightly seeing him still holding lust in his eyes when glancing at her. But for the sake of her father and his friendship with Balin she still is trying to stop this fool.

"Ashlaine, enough. I don't want to hear a word out of your mouth. Look at you still cozying up to him when I am right here. Your rightful fiancé by contract!" 

"ENOUGH!" Thor's voice boomed through the hall. His face a mask of pure rage and he could no longer abide by his wife's wishes while this little man tries to degrade Bjorn and the little girl.

"By order of the patriarch I hereby summon Balin to the Great Hall!" Thor's boomed out once again but this time throughout all of the holds lands reaching far and wide. "You boy will stand silently till your father gets here."

"Yes sir!" Dalin gulped.

Just now he started to think that maybe he just messed up. He looked to Ashlaine and she was just shaking her head as if to say "I tried to stop you."

It did not take long for Balin to arrive in the Great Hall after hearing the summons. He was excited thinking that the patriarch had noticed his hard work to bring new trade and more money into the hold. He believed he was finally getting noticed.

That is until he came into the hall to see his son paled face and a very strong looking man holding Ashlaine's waist with a small smirk on his face. He then looked towards Thor and saw his enraged face and knew that his son had definitely just fucked up.