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Shadows
            Loki stood in the darkness in silence. His eyes fixed on the small figure who sat alone in the corner far away from the other children. The book in her hands was not one you would expect to see a child of her age reading. It was thick with small print and no pictures. She couldn’t have been more then 4 or 5. Could Midgardian children read at such a young age?
            “I thought I’d find you here.” Frigga said appearing by his side. “I knew you wouldn’t be able to stay away.”
            “Mother, it cannot be true. I see no resemblance.” Loki said his arms crossed.
            “Heimdall has watched her these first few years of her life. Her intelligence, the gifts she possesses,” She looked at her son, “She has your eyes, and your raven black hair. There can be no mistake Loki. She’s your daughter.”
            “It’s impossible.” Loki said never taking his eyes from the girl. “I would know if I had sired a child. And a Midgardian of all things? Who was her mother?”
            “All that is known of her is that she died in childbirth, unnamed. Nothing more. The child was given to the orphan home as an unknown.” She looked at Loki, “Should I be cross with you for having such a wide array of lovers you can’t recall your child’s mother?”
            “Oh come now, you can’t be too surprised. Fandrel is the only one of us who boasts of his conquests but that doesn’t mean any of us have . . . mingled any less. Even Thor.” Loki explained.
            “We’ve not traversed on Midgard very often in centuries. But you were apparently here at least five years ago.” She said nodding towards the girl. They watched her in silence for a few more moments, “What will you do?”
            “What can I do? I know nothing of children, and she is better suited to be with her own kind.”
            “But they are not her kind, Loki. You are her father, her only living relative. You cannot just forget about her now. Her talents have already begun to emerge and Midgardian’s are not prepared to deal with them. They will lock her away and experiment on her to find what makes her different. DO you really want such a life for your child?” Frigga asked knowing her son to be compassionate even though he did his best not to show it to anyone.
            “Father will never allow her to be brought to Asgard. You know the laws. A human brought to our world? He would never consider her worthier. He would banish her as quickly as he knew of her.” Loki warned.
            “You do not give your father enough credit, Loki. He has great compassion for innocent children such as her.” Loki looked at Frigga when she said that. “I will speak with Odin. After all, her father is a prince. That makes her a princess. Is a nameless life in anonymity really what she deserves?”
            He sighed, “Mother I . . .”
            Frigga rested her hand on his shoulder, “Loki she has a family. Don’t turn your back on her.” His eyes turned back towards the girl. It seemed he had little choice.
Parentage
            “Sir,” The headmistress of the orphanage said starring at the man who sat opposite her desk suspiciously. “How on earth can this girl be your daughter? How could you have possibly found her? She’s a ward of the state, no one knows who her mother was, she died as a Jane Doe.”
            “You have tests to prove we are blood relation. Run them.” Loki said sternly.
            “A DNA test takes at least 3 weeks.” That was hardly news he wanted, “That should be adequate time to run a thorough background check and make sure you have suitable accommodation for a young girl of her age.”
            Loki looked at this woman he had disliked from the moment she entered the room. She had an air of undeserved superiority, and he got the feeling she didn’t particularly care for her job as guardian to all these children under her care. “I’m afraid that is unacceptable. I mean to take her with me today.”
            “Out of the question.” The woman snapped almost instantly. “Do you honestly think we just take strangers at their word and give out children like nothing more than pets? This isn’t the pound, you can’t just pick one and take them home with you.”
            “Woman, you are trying my patience. I thought to do this the proper way as your people demand it with all the ‘red tape’ I believe it’s called, but the child is in fact mine and she is not to live another day in what is little more than a prison.” Loki said narrowing his eyes.
            “I think it’s time you left, sir.” The woman stood and picked up the phone on her desk to call for security, however Loki seemed to appear from behind her and his hands wrapped firmly around her head. She dropped the phone, her eyes wide as Loki’s hands glowed for a fraction of a second before he released the woman. She fell back into her chair, her eyes closed. Loki returned to the chair he had been sitting in and waited. The woman began to stir and opened her eyes, feeling a bit dizzy.
            “You were saying?” Loki said looking at her.
            “Oh . . . oh yes. I’m sorry, I must have . . . I apologize.” She said quickly sitting up to her computer again, “It seems all the documents are in order, and she can go home with you today.” She turned and picked up her phone, “I’ll have her brought to the foyer now.”
            “Delightful.” Loki said with a smirk.
A New Home
            Frigga sat beside the sleeping child as Loki paced at the other side. “Are you certain putting her to sleep was the best idea when bringing her home Loki?”
            “I’m certain that she was already quite suspicious of me when she was given over into my custody with no prior warning.” Loki stated, “Do you honestly think traveling here by way of the biofrost would have put her mind at ease?”
            “I suppose a single shock for the day is quite enough. Still, when she wakes she will no doubt have countless questions. About this place, about you, about her family.” Frigga said looking at the small one again, “What is her name Loki?”
            “Lynnea. Evidently it means ‘flower’ on Midgard.” Loki continued to pace, “She’s here mother, what now?”
            Frigga smiled standing and walking around the bed before lacing her arm around his leading him out of the room to let the small one rest. “Now she is to be educated and raised as Asgardian.”
            “What of her Midgardian blood?” He asked, “Already she ages as a human. Raised as an Asgardian will not change her biological inadequacies.”
            “Well. We shall see what can be done about hat. In the meantime, it is important she gets to know you. Her father.” Frigga explained.
            Loki gave her a look, “You seem particularly enthusiastic about all of this.”
            “Why shouldn’t I be? A grandchild is a very welcome surprise. How could we have ever hoped for a more beautiful granddaughter as she?” Frigga was smiling cheerfully. “I cannot wait to meet her properly.” Loki grumbled slightly still not certain how he was meant to handle the entire situation.
            “Why has all of this come about now? Why not 5 years ago when she was born?” Lok asked, “Before she was whisked away to an orphans home.”
            “As I sad, her talents and gifts began to show themselves and her caretakers began to notice. You met them yourself, you know they were not about selling her to whoever would pay the most for her custody.” Frigga said.
            “What gifts? What talents?” Loki asked having been given only a few sketchy details before retrieving the child.
            “We will know more when she wakes, Loki. Have patience.” Frigga said with a smile and patting his arm seeing his nervousness.
First Meetings
            Frigga, Odin, Thor and Loki were the only ones in the chamber this evening. While the other three were seated, Loki was pacing yet again. Frigga had a small smile on her lips seeing her youngest sons nervousness hadn’t subsided.
            “Calm yourself brother.” Thor said having watched Loki pace for some time and it was making him a bit sea sick. “You’ve met her once already, why do you think she would think of you differently now?”
            “She didn’t see me like this. She saw me in human clothing, and on Midgard.” Loki said. “How is she going to respond to all of these things?”
            “Children are remarkably resilient, my son.” Odin said. “She will surprise you, I am certain of it.”
            “Her mere existence was surprise enough.” Loki said continuing to pace.
            “Yes Loki, how exactly did that come about?” Thor asked.
            Loki held up his finger towards him, “Don’t mock, I imagine there may be one or two offspring of yours roaming about the 9 realms.”
            Just then the doors began to open and they stood. Entering was one of the maids that were charged with the young ones care holding her hand. She was absolutely beautiful in her green and black dress, her hair in braids with gold and green ribbons. Now, more than ever, she resembled Loki. Perhaps because her attire was made to resemble his, or perhaps it was the way her eyes glowed in the light exactly the same color as her fathers, with her pale fresh skin.
            She looked around the room in silence as though taking everything in. Loki just starred at her wide eyed, and it was evident that he wasn’t going to be the first one to speak. Frigga smiled and approached the young girl. “Good evening Lynnea. You look well rested.” The girls eyes moved over the woman and she wasn’t entirely sure how to take her. They were all dressed so strangely, and everything was so bright. “I imagine that all of this must be quite a lot for you to take in, but . . .”
            “You are Frigga.” Lynnea said suddenly. Then her eyes moved about the room, “You are Odin. You are Thor . . . and you . . .” Her eyes moved to the dark haired man standing apart from the others. “You are Loki.”
            “Yes.” Frigga said looking towards the maid who had accompanied the girl.
            “Books, M’lady.” The maid said bowing her head in obedience. “She found them and read them.”
            “Really.” Thor said just as shocked as the others. “How old are you Lynnea?”
            “I’ll be 6 in October.” She answered directly. Lynnea didn’t seem to have any fear, and was quite bold. She didn’t speak like a 6 year old, or hold herself the way a 6 year old would. And reading and comprehending what had been read so well? When had humans ever developed so rapidly. “Why have I been brought here?”
            Frigga looked to Loki as she could not speak for him this time, it was his turn. Loki saw his parents looking at him and stepped closer to the young one. “I am . . .” He cleared his throat and then crouched down more to her level, “It seems . . . that I am . . . your father Lynnea.” It seemed to be best just to say it outright rather than dancing around the heart of the matter. “It is why I brought you here. To be with your family.” He said looking towards his parents and brother.
            Lynnea just looked at him for a moment, as if deciding wither or not to believe him. “If you are my father, then why don’t I know you?”
            “Ah.” She was very bright, there was no denying that. “Well, I had to find you first Lynnea. You were hidden away and I didn’t know where you were.”
            “Why not?” She asked instantly.
            “You see . . .well, it’s complicated . . . . I . . .” Loki honestly didn’t know how to answer that. How did you tell a child, ‘you resulted in a one night stand with your mother’? It was obviously not an option.
            “Hello Lynnea.” Thor said saving his brother from the awkward moment, “As you already know I am Thor, and your uncle.”
            “Yes.” She said acknowledging that. “And you my grandmother, and my grandfather.” She said looking to Frigga and Odin. However her attention immediately turned back to Loki. “The book said you were a prince. Are you?”
            “Yes.” Loki answered, “As is Thor.” This was even more difficult then he’d thought. He’d come across Midgardian children a few times in his travels and he’d never met one like this and was hardly expecting it. “Do you realize that as my daughter, that makes you a princess?” The girl just stared at him blankly for a moment falling silent.
            It might have been one to many things for her to digest right at this moment and Frigga immediately stepped closer reaching out and offering Lynnea her hand, “You must be hungry, Lynnea. You’ve traveled a long way and had much to do today.” The promise of food definitely perked the little on right up. She reached out taking Frigga’s hand. The maid bowed before leaving the little one with her family.
            The only one who hadn’t spoken yet was Odin, but he seemed more interested in watching their interactions and studying the child.
Midnight Chats
            “Have mercy on me, please.” Loki said holding up his hand towards Thor who was about to speak when he saw his brother enter. “I don’t believe in all my years I have ever been asked so many questions at once.”
            “She’s very bright and intelligent for her age.” Thor observed.
            “Yes, and she has the high IQ to prove it.” He said walking over and sitting down next to Thor. “Chances are good that it surpasses ours. I don’t remember being able to read at the age of 6. Much less doing so with such comprehension and understanding.”
            “You were her size when you were 40 Loki, I doubt anyone could remember so young an age.” Thor said passing a cup over to his brother before filling it.
            “I’m convinced that she will.” Loki took a drink from the cup, “She has not been taught any magics at all, she certainly wasn’t around them on Midgard. Yet she can levitate small objects at will. It’s why Hiemdell informed mother of her existence. If the humans had realized what she could do, they would have taken her away to some place far worse than where she already was.”
            “Then her place truly is here, with us.” Thor said. Loki took another deep drink from the cup. “So why do you seem so uneasy brother?”
            Loki smirked, “I wasn’t exactly planning on fatherhood or even considering it 3 days ago, Thor. It’s a rather seismic life change out of nowhere, don’t you think?”
            Thor chuckled a bit half enjoying his brother’s apparent misery. “Lynnea looks remarkably like you. The same hair, the same skin, the same eyes . . I honestly don’t see much resemblance to anyone else. Does she resemble her mother at all?”
            “Don’t start in with that, Mother already worked me over plenty for not remembering the woman.” He sighed, “But to be honest . . . nothing about her sparks memory of any woman I’ve ever been with. As you say I see only my reflection when I look at her. It could be because my superior genetics won out over most of her human blood. In every way except, sadly enough, her biological downfall of human mortality.”
            “It is a bit strange is it not, that you would sire a child with a human of all creatures?” Thor pointed out. “What are the chances that a rare occurrence such as an Asgardian and a human conceiving happen with a women you only knew for a single night.” He looked at him, “It was a single night wasn’t it?”
            “It must have been.” Loki said with a frustrated tone, “If only I could remember her, it might shed some light on this whole affair.”
            “Were you drunk?” Thor asked.
            Loki gave his brother a look, “I don’t enjoy my wine as much as many do. I like to keep my wits about me.”
            “Except when things like this happen . . .” Thor said.
            “For the first and only time in how many hundreds of years Thor? I’m sure that Fandrel has had more occurrences of this type then me. How do you know that you don’t have any children?” Loki gave him a dark look.
            “Because Heimdel would have told me.” Thor replied.
            “He didn’t tell me, and he’s kept his eye on her her entire life. It wasn’t until she became endangered that I was informed of her existence.” Loki was clearly irritated that all of this had happened when he should have been told long before now.
            “Brother, you worry too much. She is a charming and very intelligent girl. She’ll fit in here and soon become accustomed to her new life. I have no doubt that she will make you proud, already she has accepted us as her family and you as her father.” Thor was attempting to comfort his brother.
            Loki sighed once more before taking another drink of his wine.
Countryside Upbringings
            “Loki,” Frigga said catching up with him in the hallway. She matches his step to keep up with him as they continued, “Loki. When is the last time you visited Lynnea?”
            “Last week.” He answered.
            “Try 6 months.” Frigga corrected as they turned the corner, “I thought we agreed that you would be more involved in her life.”
            “We agreed that sending her to the countryside to be raised away from the palace would be what was best.” Loki replied.
            “Yes, we did, and I think it was a wise decision to make. But you can’t just leave her there and forget about her. She knows you now and notices your absence.” Frigga explained.
            “Mother,” Loki came to a stop and turned towards her, “I haven’t forgotten about her, and I promise I will be more involved with her upbringing once she grows a few more years and something of use can be done with her.”
            “Loki, he’s 8 years old. She has far surpassed all expectations, her talent has grown 100 times now she has the proper instruction, and her studies are well beyond her years. What more could you want in a daughter?” Frigga asked.
            “Size. Some size would be excellent.” Loki answered seriously.
            “Loki.” Frigga said giving him a look.
            “What would you have me to? She’s to small, to young to be around warriors that are housed in the palace. We sent her away for her health and her safety. She is well looked after by many services and tutors to see to her every need. A far better life then she would have ever had on Midgard if she had been left there. What more do you want of me?” Loki said in frustration.
            “You have to take an interest in her Loki, it isn’t fair to her if you don’t.” Frigga pleaded.
            Loki sighed, it was a rare occasion that he could deny his mother anything. She meant far to much to him and had always been the one constant in his life. The one source of love and compassion he knew would never be taken from him no matter what he might do. He was quiet a moment before reaching out and taking Frigga’s hands in his. “On her 12^th birthday, she will return to the palace. I promise you, then I will take over whatever training is needed.”
            It wasn’t quite what she’d wanted but she was his daughter, and it was his choice. Frigga gave a nod and he squeezed her hands before continuing on his way.
Returning Home
            When Lynnea arrived at the palace, she was taken to her room which had been refitted for the young princess. She smiled knowing that Frigga, her grandmother was no doubt to thank for all the furnishings and gifts. She had come to visit her at least once a week since she’d first come to Asgard.
            Walking to the bed she picked up the beautiful dress that had been laid out for her to wear to the celebration. She ran her fingertips over the gold fittings that were part of the garment. The leather straps and buckles at the arms could only resemble one thing, “Father.” She whispered with a small smile holding the garment close. She was so excited to know that she would soon see him again, and only hoped that she would please him.
Reintroductions
            Loki sat with Thor near the large fire at the center of the room. “Is it just me, or do we seem to have a feast or celebration for every occasion?”
            “Loki,” Thor said knowing that Loki had been dreading this day somewhat. “It’s just going to be us and our closest friends. You’ve put this off for far too long already.”
            “It’s been 8 years and yet I still can’t seem to reconcile any of this.” Loki said with a sigh covering his face with his hand. “What am I supposed to do with a child?” He questioned.
            “From what I hear, she is an exceptional young lady, Loki. Hardly what could be considered a child.” Thor said. “Mother glows when she speaks of her, and has been excited for this day perhaps more than Lynnea. If that possible.”
            Loki furrowed his brow and looked at him, “How do you know all of this?”
            “I may have visited her, once or twice.” Thor admitted. “She is my niece after all.”
            “Wonderful. Now I look like an extra neglectful parent, my own brother seeing her more then I have.” Loki said standing from where he’d been sitting.
            “She doesn’t hold it against you at all, Loki. She is incredibly understanding about the entire situation and only wishes to see you.” Thor said. “The life that you have provided for her is exceptional and far richer then it would have been otherwise.”
            “She is a princess after all.” Loki added.
            Thor gave him a look, “Don’t do that brother. Don’t act as though it was an inconvenience for you.” He stood and walked over to Loki putting his hand on his shoulder, “You’ve denied her for long enough, Loki. Simply providing for her needs is no longer sufficient. She wants to know you and has worked hard since you brought her to Asgard hoping that she would please you.”
            “You know it’s disturbing how much insight you seem to have into this situation. It wasn’t just once or twice was it?” Thor cleared his throat and looked away. “I thought not.”
            Just then a knock came to the doors and Thor called out, “Enter!” The doors opened and a girl stepped in. Both Loki and Thor were caught by surprise seeing the raven haired beauty appear. She stepped in further towards the two men folding her hands together in front of her.
            “Uncle Thor.” She said bowing her head. Thor smiled and bowed back. Lynnea smiled her eyes turned downcast, “Father.” She said bowing again. Loki was still dumbstruck as he starred at her wide eyed. Thor turned looking at Loki before elbowing him. He cleared his throat regaining his composure. He bowed towards her in response. Lynnea smiled brightly before walking in further towards them. “You haven’t aged. You look just as I remember you.”
            “Perhaps. But you’ve . . . my you’ve grown.” Loki said unable to look away from her.
            Lynnea walked a bit closer, “They say that I look very much like you. Do I?”
            “Yes.” Loki said with a nod before a smile swept his face and he walked to her, “Yes indeed you do.” Lynnea’s face lit up when she saw him smile and he reached out taking her hands in his. Thor smiled and left the two alone to get reacquainted. “You’ve changed so much. No more the little girl who I brought to Asgard.”
            “Father, I have so much to tell you. To show you.” She said.
            “There will be time for all that, now that you live here in the palace again.” He stepped back and looked at her, “I have to say I like your gown.” He said with a chuckle. Lynnea laughed and looked down at herself.
            “Yes, we match. I think grandmother had it made with that in mind. For the celebration tonight.” She looked up at him hopefully, “Does it please you?”
            “Very much so.” He said with a nod, “You’re absolutely stunning my dear.” He said complimenting her. Loki’s smile faded realizing that he had been extremely neglectful, “Lynnea . . . these past few years, I should have been . . . I shouldn’t have stayed away . . .”
            Lynnea shook her head and smiled, “No, father. I understand. I needed my education, to learn how I was to act, and the history of Asgard. I wasn’t ready when you brought me here from Midgard. I understand.” Now Loki felt even worse. How could she be so incredibly forgiving and accepting of what was blatant disregard and neglect. He provided for her, of course . . . but since he’d brought her here, he had turned a blind eye to her existence, denying that he had a child, and perhaps not even believing it until he saw her now.
            There was a sound that came from outside and he released her hands, “We’ll have time to talk later, right now I believe you are the guest of honor at tonight’s celebration, seeing as how it is your birthday.” He said with a smile. “May I escort you to the hall?” Loki offered her his arm.
            Lynnea’s eyes sparkled and wrapped her arm around his as they left to go to her birthday feast.
Birthday Celebrations
            As Thor had said, it was a very small gathering. Odin, Frigga, Thor, The warriors three, lady Sif, and of course Loki and Lynnea. They kept it small as this was her first time back in the palace and they didn’t want to overwhelm her.
            Lynnea was absolutely charming, graceful and witty. It was impossible to believe she was only 12. Loki was still awe struck that this was the same girl, to grow so much in just 8 short years. It was unbelievable.
            “Perhaps you’d like to see our training grounds Lynnea. I could take you there tomorrow if you’d like.” Lady Sif offered as Lynnea seemed particularly interested about their training.
            “Oh yes!” Lynnea said excitedly before looking to Loki, “May I father? May I go with Lady Sif?”
            Loki was a little caught off guard by her request. That for some reason she thought she needed his permission when she’d been making her own decisions at her home in the country for sometime. “OF course, I can think of no one better to take you about.”
            Frigga half smiled seeing her son once again on the ropes, uncertain as to what to do. “What about your battles father?” Lynnea asked anxiously. “What stories have you?”
            “Uh . . . yes . . . stories.” Loki began still reeling from her arrival. “Strangely, none come to mind at this moment.” He said a small smile.
            Lynnea’s excitement dimmed a little bit, but she kept her smile and gave a nod. Volstagg however had volumes of tales to tell and took the opportunity to take center stage.
            Odin, as before, was silently and simply observed the young girl and her interactions with everyone. It was hard to know what was on his mind.
Unanswered Questions
            Loki stood on the balcony starring up at the stars, but didn’t see them as he was lost in thought. Lynnea having had such a full day had retired several hours ago, but he simply could not return to his room and sleep. He was to restless.
            This wasn’t normal, her intelligence and maturity at only 12 years old. He had done some research and didn’t find any evidence that any child born of a human and Asgardian developed so quickly with such gifts and talent. Talent that seemed to have always been part of her, not learned but somehow inherited.
            She was his daughter, it was official and he had no doubt of it. She looked like him so much. When he looked at her, he saw his own eyes staring back at him. If that wasn’t convincing within itself, the random chaos that ended her birthday feast proved it. Snakes appeared on the table crawling from under plates and centerpieces. Everyone seemed surprised and jumped from their seats except one. Lynnea was watching a small knowing smile on her lips. Like father like daughter. A little bit of mischief for amusements sake, to complete the night’s entertainment. He kept silent and had to stifle a laugh and maintain a stoic face when he realized it was her doing. There was no doubt, she was indeed his child.
            But who was her mother? And why, for the sake of all sanity could he not remember the woman? Although he indulged in carnal pursuits from time to time, it wasn’t as though it was a nightly endeavor and certainly not with human females of all things. Perhaps once or twice just to try it, but it wasn’t as though they were his favorite or even held his interest for very long. There were so many unanswered questions about this mysterious girl.
            It had been two weeks since she returned to the palace and he had witnessed some amazing and unbelievable things. Her shape shifting abilities could rival his own and came to her as naturally as breathing. Another shocking occurrence was the day she went with Sif to the training grounds. Sif offered to show her some defense tactics, and before too long Sif found herself fighting for her life with the young and incredibly agile girl. It was unexpected and all those who had witnessed the sparring between Sif and Lynnea were struck speechless. He asked Frigga where she had received such instruction, and even Frigga was surprised by her granddaughters aptitude. She had only been given a little bit of training, the basics that all Asgardian children learned as soon as they could pick up a weapon. But not to the extent of skill that Lynnea had shown.
            Loki sighed and covered his face with his hand. Something seemed wrong, and out of place and he simply couldn’t pinpoint what it was. He cared for Lynnea a great deal, and even though the things she could do were impossible and shocking, he couldn’t help but feel a deep sense of pride each time she stunned all those who witnessed her prowess. And she always, always immediately looked to Loki for his approval. How could he help but give it?
            “Do you never sleep anymore brother?” Thor said appearing next to Loki next to the railing of the balcony.
            “How is it that Hiemdell cannot tell me more of Lynnea’s mother? He watched as she was born, he must have seen her mother. All he can give me is a rough description that doesn’t spark any memory and he can’t even tell me her name.” Loki said looking at Thor.
            “Loki, you have proven on occasion that things can be hidden from Hiemdell.” Thor pointed out. “He can see all things, all beings in the 9 realms. His attention wasn’t called to Lynnea until she was born.”
            “Why does everyone simply accept all of this as normal? It is not normal.” Loki said in frustration.
            “It’s true that she is . . . an exceptional young lady, but I don’t think there is anything abnormal about her. She’s simply extraordinary.” Thor said.
            “I’m not denying that. She is amazing in more ways than I can count. She has flourished since I brought her here far more than she ever would have on Midgard.” Loki fell silent getting lost in thought once again.
            “And she adores you.” Thor said, “Have you considered that all of these talents and skills she’s worked extremely hard to develop she did so as to impress you? Her one goal above all else since she arrived has been to please you.”
            “And she has.” Loki shook his head, “I wish I could just take all of this at face value but she is almost too good, to perfect to be real.”
            “She isn’t without her flaws.” Thor added. “I mean . . . in her opinion she you make the sun rise and the sun set.” Loki shot him a look and Thor chuckled, “She is blinded to the entire world when you are around Loki. I think you are somewhat blinded since she has been around as well. There is nothing wrong with her brother. Her health was monitored when she lived in the country very closely, and since she has been back they have run every single medical study known to us on her person. She is perfectly fine, and healthy.”
            “But she’s half human, how can she . . .” Loki began still having questions but Thor stopped him.
            “Loki, stop looking for something that isn’t there. She’s unique and she is your daughter. Simply accept it and enjoy her presence. Lynnea is hardly a hindrance and has proved herself to be an asset and she fits in well here. No one could ask for a more suitable princess of Asgard.” Thor explained.
            Loki sighed knowing that his brother was right, he looked back out towards the biofrost.
Magic Spells
            Lynnea had been walking about the room as a wolf for sometime before she appeared as herself once again. Loki smiled, “Very good. You are exceptional at transfiguring yourself into pretty much anyone or anything. What you need to work on most of all is protecting your transfiguring skill to objects and people outside your own body. For instance.” He stood from where he’d been sitting and faced her. “Watch me.” He reached out and made a gesture with his hand, transforming her into a rabbit. After a moment he made another gesture and she reappeared as herself. “Like so. Now it’s your turn.” He said motioning towards himself.
            “You want me to transform you?” She said uncertain of this.
            “Of course Lynnea. How are you going to learn if you don’t practice?” He asked adjusting his stance. “Now think as you do to transfigure yourself, but concentrate on me and imagine turning me into something different.”
            Lynnea was nervous but she raised her hand towards him. A moment passed before her hand started to shake. Instantly she put it down, “Father I don’t think I can do this.” She sighed frustrated that she couldn’t do as he instructed. “I’ve conjured before, you’ve seen me do it. Remember the snakes?”
            “Yes, but conjuring is not the same as transfiguring. Come now Lynnea I’ve seen you do far more difficult tasks then this, try again.” Loki said standing up straight waiting for her. Lynnea raised her hand again but she couldn’t seem to make herself do it. Loki looked at her finding this strangely out of character. “What is it?”
            “What if I hurt you?” She said worriedly.
            “You won’t.” Loki said, “It’s just an illusion Lynnea. You have done illusions before on yourself; this is simply expanding your abilities to another being. Changing another’s form is no different than changing your own.”
            “Please.” She said taking a step back, “I can’t. Not to you.”
            “Lynnea . . .” Loki said never having seen her flat out refuse him like this. “Darling, there is nothing to be afraid of.” He started to step towards her, but she immediately stepped back. Then before he could say anything else she turned on her heel and fled the chamber. “Lynnea!” he called out not understanding what happened.
To Be Continued . . . .
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