After the grand ceremony, Lin Feng and Freya made their way to their chambers, surrounded by the opulent decorations of the palace. As they entered their private quarters, the doors closed behind them, and they were finally alone.
Lin Feng turned to Freya, a gentle smile on his face. "So, what do you think of our marriage so far?" he asked, his voice low and soothing.
Freya smiled back, her eyes sparkling with amusement. "I think it's been quite an adventure," she said, her voice husky. "But I'm glad it's over, and we can finally relax."
Lin Feng chuckled, feeling a sense of relief wash over him. "Yes, it's been a long day," he said, walking over to the window and gazing out at the night sky.
Freya followed him, her footsteps quiet on the soft carpet. "Lin Feng, can I ask you something?" she said, her voice tentative.
"Of course, what is it?" Lin Feng replied, turning to face her.
Freya hesitated for a moment before speaking. "Do you think our marriage will be happy? I mean, really happy?"
Lin Feng's expression softened, and he reached out to gently brush a strand of hair behind Freya's ear. "I hope so," he said, his voice filled with sincerity.
Freya's face lit up with a warm smile, and she leaned into Lin Feng's touch. "I want that too," she said, her voice barely above a whisper.
As they stood there, the tension between them dissipated, replaced by a sense of comfort and companionship. Lin Feng wrapped his arms around Freya, holding her close as they gazed out at the night sky together.
As the night wore on, Freya's eyelids began to droop, and she leaned her head against Lin Feng's chest. He held her close, feeling her warmth and weight against him.
Eventually, Freya's breathing slowed, and she fell asleep in Lin Feng's arms. He looked down at her, a tender smile on his face.
She looked beautiful, her features soft and relaxed in sleep. Her hair cascaded down her back like a river of gold, and her skin glowed with a soft, ethereal light.
Lin Feng's gaze lingered on Freya's face, taking in the delicate curves of her features. He felt a sense of peace wash over him, and for a moment, he forgot about the dangers and uncertainties that lay ahead.
But as he looked at Freya, Lin Feng's mind also began to turn to the threats that loomed over Asgard and his sect. He knew that he couldn't let his guard down, not even for a moment.
With a subtle gesture, Lin Feng summoned his members, instructing them to gather further information about the potential threats to Asgard and his sect. He knew that he had to be prepared, to protect the people and the land he cared about.
As he held Freya close, Lin Feng's eyes narrowed, his mind racing with strategies and plans. He would do whatever it took to keep Asgard and his sect safe, even if it meant putting himself in harm's way.
The night wore on, and Lin Feng stood there, lost in thought, with Freya sleeping peacefully in his arms.