It’s winter, and Thor was supposed to hunt down the Frost Giant.
The queen promised him that his lost wife would be returned, in exchange with the last frostgiant’s heart. He knew he was a fool for believing the queen’s lies.
Thor entered the wood, hoping to find the beast fast, but when he found what he had come looking for, mysteries filled his blue eyes. He couldn’t let go of that frigid crimson gaze.
The giant’s name was Loki.
The huntsman surrendered himself to that beauty, and he never returned nor presented the queen with a frostgiant’s heart.
It was his heart that was stolen in the winter wood.
Inspired by this http://under-base.tumblr.com/post/25448408890/fic-when-the-winter-is-near-you-know-im-here
Yeah, aside from Thunderfrost, I just hopped on this Frosthunt’s ship 8D;;;