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Confusion
            “I don’t understand.” Loki said in frustration pacing back and forth, “Since she’s returned to the palace she’s been absolutely fearless in every endeavor. Why this? Why now?”
            “From what you’ve said, it seems obvious that she was afraid she could harm you.” Frigga said.
            “But she couldn’t have, we both know that and she knows it too.” Loki ranted.
            “Loki, she’s very mature and intelligent but she is also still a young girl. Sometimes things will overwhelm her on occasion.” Frigga explained.
            He rolled his eyes, “Good lord, don’t tell me.” He looked at Frigga, “She’s only 12. Aren’t human girls a few years older before any of that happens?”
            “She’s only half human Loki.” Frigga reminded him, “But don’t fret about that quite yet, I think at the moment we’re dealing with an emotional crisis. Not physical.”
            “Please tell me I’ve been spared the awkwardness of that conversation.” Loki said not having considered it before now.
            Frigga smiled and tried not to laugh, “Yes Loki, long ago. She’s well educated on all aspects of that subject.”
            “I’m beyond grateful for that small mercy.” Loki said with a sigh of relief. “Honestly, why would she imagine it would harm me?”
            “Perhaps because you learned your skills and your craft, as I instructed you when you were young. Lynnea has had to learn to control them.” That seemed to make a bit more sense.
            “Her powers certainly seem to have grown exponentially every time she’/s exposed to something new. It really is remarkable how quickly she learns. Has . . . anyone in Asgard ever been so perceptive and adept? Or in Midgard?” He asked.
            “Thor said you’ve been looking for answers to question only you seem to ask.” Frigga began.
            Loki was quiet a moment, his arms crossed as he looked down. “I just can’t believe . . . something . . . so exceptional and good . . . came from me.”
            A smile swept Frigga’s face seeing his vulnerability showing itself, such a rare moment. “You don’t think you deserve her.”
            “OF course I don’t deserve her. I didn’t even know of her existence until five years after her birth. She adores me.” He said still at a loss for an explanation to that.
            “She worships the ground you walk on.” Frigga added.
            “Yes, and she forgives me instantly no matter what the slight. Even when she should be quite cross. What have I done to be rewarded with such benevolence?”
            “The truth is the same of all children Loki, no matter what realm they’re born to. In the eyes of any child, the parent is God. Our reputations on Midgard not withstanding.” She explained.
            “You and Thor must have talked me up round for her to look at me the way she does. Such innocent love and compassion, despite any neglect.” Loki said, “Can she be real?” Frigga just chuckled and put her hand on his arm.
Foundling
            “Lynnea?” Thor said having seen her lurking about the halls as though she was sneaking off somewhere. He followed her out of the palace and down to the stables finding the stall where Odin’s horse, Sleipnir was kept. She looked around before pulling the latch and slipping inside. Thor walked to the door and looked inside calling her name.
            He found her standing by the 8-legged horse feeding him a large handful of sugar while petting his face. She jumped a little seeing her uncle at the door finding she’d been caught. “Hello . . uncle Thor.”
            “What are you doing out here?” He asked opening the door and going inside. “Does Loki know you’re out here?” Thor asked.
            Lynnea shook her head a bit, “I’ve not seen father today. He was going to the biofrost with the others. Weren’t you to go as well?”
            “Something came up and I was left behind. But the Lady Sif and the warriors three accompany him.” Thor said stepping closer, “Lynnea, it is unwise to be here without an escort, you know how dangerous Sleipnir is.”
            “But he’s gentle. See?” She said still petting his face as his tongue licked the last bits of sugar from the palm of her hand and fingers, “IT’s only when they shout and rush him that he becomes restless.”
            Thor half smiled, “Yes, I know you had a fondness for animals when you lived in the countryside. But Sleipnir is an incredibly dangerous animal, it can’t always be predicted how he will react to different things. He is massive and if something should frighten or upset him, you could be injured or killed.” Thor explained, “Everyone would be very upset by that.”
            Lynnea continued to pet the eight-legged horse a moment. “Would . . . my father be upset?” She asked softly.
            “Of course he would Lynnea. What sort of a question is this?” Thor asked thinking it incredibly strange.
            Another quiet moment passed before she answered, “I don’t think that father is very fond of me.” Her voice was a quiet whisper.
            Thor had wondered how all of Loki’s apprehension was affecting Lynnea, now he knew. Thor motioned for her to come with him. She gave the horse a final pat and kissed his nose before leaving with Thor into the stables. They walked towards the main gate of the stables to return to the palace, “I know in your studies you’ve learned that it is a rare occurrence for an Asgardian and a human to have a child together. Loki is still in awe of the fact of you. It’s difficult to explain, Lynnea but let me assure you. He is very fond of you, and very proud of you.”
            “Then why does such a look of horror cross his face when I do something for him? Or say that I love him very much?” She asked.
            “The horror is not of you, but at himself. For not being more involved with your life until now. Your exisitence has been a great surprise to him, to all of us. He doesn’t always know what to say or how to react. Fatherhood was not something he had considered before.” He explained as simply as possible.
            “It’s because he can’t remember who she is, isn’t it? My mother?” Lynnea said. Thor arched a brow looking at her, “I’ve heard grandmother say, and the servants talk.” She had heard it countless times when people thought she wasn’t listening.
            “Perhaps. It’s not a comforting though to any man that he cannot remember the woman he sired a child with.” Thor admitted. “Do you ever think of her Lynnea?”
            The girl shook her head, “No. Not really. I never knew her anymore than father did. She died a few hours after I was born. There wasn’t even a picture of her in my files. I’m not sad that I don’t know of her. I have father, and you and grandfather and grandmother. What more do I need?” She asked, “Does it really upset him so much not to know her?”
            “I don’t think so. Not really. It was a long time ago and hardly matters now. You have him, and Loki has you.” Thor said opening the door so she could go first. They went back to the palace as lunch would just about be ready. Lynnea thought about what Thor had said and wondered how she could help.
Awkward Moments
            Loki knocked on Lynnea’s door. “Lynnea?” He called. “You were looking for me?”
            “Oh yes father, please come in!” Lynnea called after him. Loki pushed the door open and went inside closing It behind him. He looked about but didn’t see her.
            “Lynnea?” He called again walking in further.
            “Hello father.” Loki turned and froze in place starring wide eyed at the woman who stood before him. He was absolutely dumbstruck.
            “Lynnea!?” He exclaimed in disbelief.
            She stepped closer, “Do you recognize me father?”
            Loki stepped back still starring at her unable to look away, “What . . . what is this?” There before him was a pale skinned, read headed and rather well endowed woman without a stitch of clothing. Not his little girl whom he’d grown accustomed to seeing.
            “It is mother. Do you not recognize her?” She asked.
            “No . . . no I . . .” Loki stepped back again, “Lynnea, change back. Change back to yourself right not!” Lynnea’s face fell and she melted back into her own form. Loki covered his eyes with his hand properly unnerved by the scene.
            “I’m sorry father, I’m sorry.” She apologized as quickly as she could form words.
            “Why in the world would you do that?” He asked looking up at her again.
            “It’s what you wanted isn’t it? To know who mother was? To see what she looked like?” She said quickly. “I just wanted to help you remember her.”
            “Lynnea, you are my daughter. There are certain things I never want to see of you, and I think that belongs at the top of the list!” He exclaimed.
            “Because I had no clothing? Is that what upset you?” She said apologetically. “I thought it would help you remember if you saw all of her.”
            “How do you know that is what she looks like? She died when you were born.” He said, “Not even hiemdal can give me details on her, how do you know?”
            “I just . . . I looked at myself and took away everything that was you, and then connected the DNA strands.” She explained.
            “You did? How did you know how to do all that?” Loki asked. “
The healers helped me. Once they showed me how I worked on it myself, and found out how she would have looked.” Lynnea answered.
“Maybe next time, before . . showing me your hard work, you warn me before surprising me with it, alright?” Loki said calming down a bit. “It was very clever and ingenious of you to work out your mothers form.” He complimented.
“But if you don’t’ recognize her, perhaps I didn’t work it out correctly.” Lynnea said very disappointed.
“To be honest, I didn’t . . . really have a good look at her.” Lynnea raised her hand to change back into her mother’s form, but Loki’s hand shot up catching hers before she did. “Just . . . from the neck up, if you don’t mind.” Lynnea gave a nod and he released her hand. She snapped and her features changed to that of the woman who’d given birth to her. Loki stepped closer, studying the face that looked at him. She did look somewhat familiar. But it was clear all of Lynnea’s features had come from him. “Yes . . . Yes I believe I do recall her.” Loki admitted.
“Really?” Lynnea said as the imagine melted away leaving only her face, “Who was she?”
            Loki half smiled turning his eyes away not certain how to answer. She was as suspected, a one night conquest, he couldn’t even recall her name. “She was no one love.” He said honestly, “But I am grateful to whoever she was, for giving you to me.” Loki took her hand and squeezed it gently and smiled. A smile swept Lynnea’s face when she heard him say that. “Now, get changed for supper. We’ll be late if you don’t hurry.” Lynnea nodded and rushed off to get ready. Loki’s smile faded and he ran his hand over his face. His question was answered, but he hardly expected it to come from Lynnea herself, and then having to tell her that he hardly even remembered her mother, it was like 10 nightmares in one reality.
The Biofrost
            “She’s young Thor, to young.” Loki said following beside his brother down the hallway. “She’s only 14. Intelligent and mature as she may be, she is still to young.”
            “Loki, remember her life cycle is not as long as ours. She has far less time to have the experiences we had while we were growing up . . .” Thor countered causing Loki to freeze then stare at him through narrowed eyes.
            “Lower your voice brother and hold your tongue.” Loki snapped. It wasn’t something he liked to acknowledge and it certainly wasn’t a topic to be spoken of anywhere near Lynnea. “Now. I have no doubt that Lynnea would enjoy the experience, the travel, seeing other realms. But I don’t believe she is ready to travel via the biofrost. You know what it is like as well as I do. Fast, and convenient perhaps, but it also tears and rips at your limbs and jarring to ones insides if you don’t know how to hold together. She is half human Thor, she doesn’t have an Asgardians physical strength.”
            “One of us can hold her Loki. I wasn’t suggesting we throw her in head first by herself. I can hold her and she’ll be safe. I would never imagine having her travel through it alone. I don’t want her to get hurt anymore than you do.” Thor said.
            Loki crossed his arms looking at him suspiciously, “Where is this coming from? Is this something you’ve already spoken with her about?” He asked arching a brow.
            Thor half smiled as though he’d been caught, “She was listening to Volstagg’s stories again, Sif and the others started to talk of the different realms, and Lynnea asked me if she could see them for herself. I told her I would talk to you about the matter.” He confessed.
            “Ah, I see.” Loki said clinching his jaw, “So if I tell her that she cannot go at this point, I’ll be the evil villain in her eyes. Wonderful.” He turned starting down the hallway again. Thor sighed and hurried to catch up to him.
            “Brother, she would never ever think such a thing of you. I gave her my word that I would speak to you of it. I am fulfilling my promise to Lynnea.” He explained.
            “Yet another thing that has me puzzled is why she came to you with this matter and not to me. Does she fear me so much she cannot make such a request herself?” Loki was a bit hurt by that but it was showing as anger.
            “Loki we’ve had moments when we were young when we couldn’t go to father ourselves. Even Lynnea has moments when she feels she cannot talk to you directly, or mother.” Thor explained, “Don’t be cross with her Loki. She may have thought asking you such a thing would upset you.”
            He sighed and came to a stop again. Loki still didn’t know why she thought she needed and advocate, it was impossible for him to say no to her. If there was one weakness he had, it must have been Lynnea. Loki turned back to Thor, “She goes nowhere without me, brother. Ill not risk her safety by sending her off with warriors whom trouble seems to seek out whenever they depart Asgard.” Before Thor could say anything else, Loki turned and disappeared from the hallway.
Field Trips
            Loki, The Warriors Three, Lady Sif, Thor and Lynnea all rode out to the biofrost together. Midgard was decided on because out of all the realms, it usually considered itself above war. At least in certain parts of that world. Loki was still very apprehensive especially since since it was the realm Lynnea was born to. However it did not seem as though she was even a little interested in researching her origins. She was content and happy to live with her father, their family in Asgard. Still, he was uneasy about all of it.
            They arrived outside of the biofrost and dismounted their horses. Heimdall was waiting for them having seen that they were coming. “I was wondering when this day was going to come.” He said in his deep booming voice. “Since the day your father brought you through the biofrost from Midgard.” He said to Lynnea. She smiled brightly and bowed to him. Heimdall bowed in return since she was of course a princess.
            “It’s a short trip this day, Heimdall.” Loki said, “So she can see what it is like.”
            Sif walked with Lynnea putting her arm around her leading her inside, “Now, you mustn’t be afraid. It’s over very quickly. It lasts mere moments and you’ll appear on a whole new world in a different realm then this one.”
            “I’m not afraid lady Sif. It sounds like it will be fun.” Lynnea answered with an excited smile.
            It was obviously a topic that had been discussed with her at length with a certain amount of whimsy, something Volstagg was very good at. It was something Loki wished they had refrained from making it sound so glamorous. Since Lynnea returned to his life, he felt extremely protective of her. His mother counseled him numerous times against being to over protective, that she was his daughter but she was also her own person. But she also had an extremely mortal and fragile body. Was he really the only one to remember this?
            The seven walked onto the platform, and Loki took something out of his pocket. A small silk bundle and placed it in Lynnea’s hand. “I meant to give it to you this morning, before we left the palace.” Lynnea smiled and carefully opened the small bundle.
            Inside was a beautiful pendant. Silver on a beautiful silver chain. Inside of the pendant was a soft green glow at the center. The hand carved and molded decorations were of a Celtic design with Celtic symbols which were a huge part of the Asgardian culture. Once a large part of human culture as well that was forgotten in time. “Father, it’s so beautiful.” She said her eyes bright as she looked at it.
            Loki smiled and picked it up fastening the long delicate silver chain around her neck. She was beaming as she looked up at him standing straight. “its beauty pales in comparison to its wearer.” He said touching her chin.
            “Are you ready?” Heimdall asked. Loki moved closer to the portal placing Lynnea in front of him and wrapping an arm around her firmly. Heimdall forced his sword down opening the biofrost and the seven figures were pulled violently into the light.
Midgardian Adventures
            When they reached Midgard the landing when traveling the biofrost was always a bit rough. You had to touch down firmly and control your aim. When the biofrost closed, the light disappeared leaving 7 figures standing in its wake.
            Loki still held firmly to Lynnea never releasing her. The others stood from where they were kneeling and Loki still held Lynnea tightly feeling her entire body tremble.
            “Lynnea, are you alright?” He asked. She nodded covering her face with her hand. Thor and Sif hurried over.
            “What happened?” Thor asked seeing how grey Lynnea’s skin had become and how clammy she was.
            Sif quickly kneeled down next to Lynnea, “What is it? What’s wrong?” She wrapped her arms around the young girl and pulled her carefully to her feet. She began to walk her around a bit.
            Loki stood watching as Thor moved to stand beside him. “Don’t despair brother, we were all sick our first time through the biofrost.”
            “We are stronger then she is Thor. She has a human’s biological inadequacies, she is mortal like them. I kept her tight to me all the way through and absorbed the force when we struck now.” He looked at Thor, “As I said many times. She is to young for this.”
            “It was her choice brother, you must remember she is not as helpless as you may think.” He clapped Loki on the shoulder and Sif and Lynnea came back. The color had returned to her cheeks and she was walking unassisted now. “You’re looking much better.” Thor said with a smile.
            “I was too excited to eat this morning.” Lynnea said her hand resting over her stomach.
            “That’s my fault, we should have told her.” Sif said. “She’s better now, but we should eat before returning to Asgard.” She advised rubbing Lynnea’s back.
            “I’m fine, really.” Lynnea said feeling embarrassed at the fuss that was being made over her.
            “Well, let’s get moving.” Thor said, “We’ll see what can be done about finding food.” He looked at Loki, “Brother, you’ve been to Midgard most recently, you lead the way.”
            Of course he was going to be made tour guide. His humiliation knew no bounds. He sighed, “Come on then.” He said turning and starting down the hill they had arrived on.
New Worlds
            “This tastes so familiar.” Lynnea said eating strawberries. “They’re so good!” She said eating another.
            “They are strawberries. They don’t grow them in Asgard, but they grow in several realms.” Sif said. “I know what you mean they’re my favorite too.” She ate another too.
            “Humans are so different then I remember.” Volstagg said.
            “Well it has been more than 1,000 years.” Thor said. “Creatures like the humans do evolve quite quickly.”
            Hogun cut another piece of meat from the deer they’d hunted and roasted on a spit and pissed it to the girls. Loki was unusually quiet and seemed to hang back from the others.
            “Can we go into the city tomorrow?” Lynnea asked. “See more people? Midgardians?”
            “I don’t see why not, I’m a bit interested in seeing what other change . . .” Thor started to say but Loki broke in for the first time that evening.
            “No.” Loki said abruptly drawing everyone’s attention to him. “We can’t go into the city in these clothes it’ll draw to much attention to us.” Loki said.
            “If we disarm it would be sufficient enough . . .” Fandrel started to say but Loki didn’t want to hear it.
            “And do what? Leave our weapons and armor unattended on a strange world?” Thor could see that his brother was worried, and it was obvious his concern was for Lynnea’s safety. Thor stood and motioned for Loki to step away from their camp with him a moment. Loki sighed knowing already he was being a little overbearing but got up and went with Thor anyway.
            The two brothers walked from the clearing a little way into the forest. “The humans don’t know of us anymore, Loki there is no danger of being recognized.” Thor began.
            “There might not be a raging war going on in the open fields at the moment, but it is still dangerous. My concern is not for us. We’ve fought monsters and frost giants and worse. The humans are nothing more than pests at best. But Lynnea has the body of one of them, and she can’t be taken into that city without a great disadvantage to begin with.”
            “Brother, I would think she has a better advantage then any other.” Loki gave him a look waiting to hear it. “She has six of the best warriors of Asgard as her escort. Now one of us will allow any harm to come to her.” He crossed his arms, “I know there is a purpose to the pendant you gave her before we left.”
            Loki rolled his eyes, “It’s a beacon. I couldn’t risk her being separated from us. It also has some other mystical qualities within it.”
            “Which I’m certain offers her a certain amount of protection in itself.” He stepped closer, “Loki, give her a chance. She must have as many chances to have new experiences such as this as we can give her.”
            He was still apprehensive but he knew Thor was right. “Very well.” Loki finally conceded.
            Thor smiled, “Now, what can be done about clothing. You had a point about our not blending into this society very well in these garments.”
A Walk in the City
            “Do they fit alright?” Lynnea asked Sif.
            “Very well. Thank you Lynnea, you have a good eye.” Sif complimented.
            “Father thought I should choose for us since we’re both women.” She said with a smile.
            “Really? I thought you and Loki were casting spells?” Sif asked.
            “We are. I’ve done yours and mine, and father is doing the others.” She explained.
            “This isn’t hard? To keep the illusion going for a long period of time?” SIf asked curiously.
            “Not at all. It does take some energy but not that much. It’s easy.” Lynnea said. “SO what do you think we’ll see in the city?”
            “I don’t know but I’ve heard that the Midgardians have made a great deal of advances. It should be exciting.” Sif answered wrapping her arm around Lynnea.
Return to Asgard
            Lynnea was absolutely glowing with joy and excitement as she hurried in to Frigga’s chambers. “Hello my darling.” She said with a smile hugging Lynnea tightly before taking her hands in hers. “Did you have a good trip?”
            “Oh yes Grandmother, the best. We saw so many things it’s so different there.” She said almost bouncing.
            Frigga laughed, “So I’ve heard.” She led her to a leaving couch and they both sat down. “I want to hear about everything.”
            “I brought you something.” Lynnea reached into the folds of her dress, and took out a small box handing it to her. Frigga smiled and took it pulling the tie on the box to her. Frigga smiled and took it pulling the tie on the box to open it. Inside was a small amulet, made of silver and held the form of a Celtic knot. Frigga held it up admiring how beautiful it was.
            “It’s beautiful.” Frigga took it out of the box and put it around her neck.
            “I’m afraid it isn’t the one I found in the shop. We didn’t have any money, so father showed me how to transform a rock into the pendant. It’s an exact copy.” Lynnea admitted.
            “It’s wonderful my dear, now.” She took her hands in hers once more. “Tell me everything.”
Research
            Loki stood with Frigga in a meeting with the Asgardian physicians who had been researching Lynnea’s biological make up. The results were not what Loki wanted to hear. “No I don’t believe that. There has to be something that can be done.”
            “I’m sorry your highness, but we’ve looked through everything, tried everything . . . we cannot arrest Princess Lynnea’s aging.” One apologized.
            He half laughed in disbelief, “All of the things we can do. How much more evolved we are, all of our technology and magic’s and you’re telling me that there is nothing that can be done to prolong her life!?” Loki was quickly becoming upset.
            “Its in her blood, My Lord. She’s born of a human. Nothing can be done to change that.” Another said. Loki scoffed at them, how easy it was for them to give up.
            Frigga put her hand on Loki’s shoulder, “She may not have a life span as long as ours, but she can have a very rich and full life here with us.”
            Loki shook his head then froze having a thought, “Her blood.” He said turning it over in his mind. He looked towards the physicians, “You say it’s her blood that gives her such fragile mortality?”
            “Yes my Lord.” Another answered.
            “Then why not replace her human blood with that of an Asgardian?” Loki suggested.
            “Loki,” Frigga said, “None of that would be permanent.”
            “Then she would get regular treatment whenever needed. Eventually her body should adapt and it should slow down her aging.” Loki explained, before Frigga could say anything else he walked passed her to the doctors. “If it works you can analyze the changes and readings and develop a serum.”
            “My Lord, it is very theoretical. A dangerous experiment that we would have no way of knowing what the result would be.” Another said.
            “I’m not saying not to research it before actually trying it on Lynnea, that is foolish. But it seems to me you’ve not thought of this and it gives you something new to look into.” Loki said.
            “But her blood is very unique, My Lord. Any substance we try to infuse with it may not yield positive results.”
            “I think it is pretty obvious what to use, my blood. She is my daughter after all and nothing would be more suitable.” Loki said immediately volunteering himself. Everyone looked at each other uncertain of this idea. Loki looked at Frigga. “Mother, we must try everything. Test every possibility, we cannot simply give up on her.”
            The queen wasn’t anymore sure of this then the others who were in attendance. But she could see how determined her son was. “Very well.” She said nodding towards the doctors. They bowed and turned to go back to their work. Loki followed them so they could take what they needed from him for their studies.
King and Queen
            “I’ve instructed the doctors to come to me with anything they find before telling Loki or Lynnea.” Frigga said. “But the fact remains that Loki’s blood is not of someone born to Asgard.”
            “IT will hold the appearance of Asgardian blood, as does Lynnea’s. I’ve seen to that since Loki was brought here. The same with his appearance, a gift I bestowed to him along with his life. Do not concern yourself my queen.” Odin answered.
            “We should have told him long ago, Odin. This is no way for him to discover his origins.” Frigga said worriedly.
            “I promise you, Frigga. Loki and Lynnea will not uncover the truth that only you and I share. The secret is safe and will remain so. Perhaps one day we must tell him, but not this day, or any day soon.” Odin reassured her. Frigga gave a nod trusting him.
Studies
            Lynnea stood with Heimdall in the biofrost gateway as he explained the history and workings of the mechanism. “The gold that was used in the construction acts as a catalyst for the power of the light that is transferred through the crystals . . . and you couldn’t be less interested in anything I’m saying.” Lynnea smiled sheepishly having been letting her thoughts drift. “What is on your mind child?” He asked.
            She hesitated for a moment not sure if she should say, but she wanted to know. “Is it true you have watched over me since the day I was born?”
            “Yes.” He answered simply, “It is not often a child is born to an Asgardian and a human.”
            “So I have heard.” She said with a smile. “May I ask . . . why did you not tell my father of me then instead of waiting so long?”
            “You were not in any danger and were looked after and cared for by the humans.” He replied.
            “But I remember what it was like. When father went to Midgard and brought me home. How can you say I was not in danger? Did you not see what it was like in the orphanage? What happened to so many of the girls there?” Lynnea said.
            Heimdall was quiet a moment, “Yes” he said in a lower voice. “And I saw you help and defend them. More than once. It was becoming dangerous for you to be left alone in Midgard. Others were beginning to see the power you possess within you.” He explained.
            Lynnea looked down, “I am thankful I was there to help the girls I could.” Her voice was soft and her eyes returned to him, “But I can’t help but think it would have been easier for my father to accept me, if I hadn’t been kept a secret.” Heimdall had no response to this. How could he respond in a way that she would be satisfied? It wasn’t in her nature anymore then in her fathers.
            “Shall we continue with the lessons princess?” Heimdall said. Lynnea gave a nod, knowing her studies were important.
Reprimands
            “Lynnea, I can understand trying to stave off boredom but there is a time and place.” Loki said walking quickly with Lynnea following after him.
            “But Volstagg started it father, how could I let him get away with such trickery?” Lynnea said in her own defense.
            “He, like the others, are your elders and have earned the respect that they are given. You should show them such respect as well.” Loki scolded.
            “Father, you saw what happened, what was said and done. Would you not have retaliated in kind?” She asked.
            Loki stopped in midstep and turned towards her, “As I said, they are your elders and my peers. Perhaps it isn’t fair but it’s the way things are. Turning Volstagg into a peg mid-sentence was terribly uncalled for.” Lynnea frowned and hung her head feeling as though she’d been smacked. Loki never enjoyed seeing her upset, “No matter how amusing it was.” He said turning and continuing on his way.
            Lynnea looked up and smiled hearing his words before hurrying after him.
Questions
            “Why does grandfather never speak to me?” Lynnea asked suddenly out of the blue. “He just stares at me, and watches me.” She turned and looked at Thor. “Have I done something wrong?”
            Thor thought a moment not certain how to answer. “Odin is very complicated person. No one can truly know his thoughts.” He admitted. “But I know he is in awe of you, as much as we are. You are his granddaughter, Lynnea.”
            “Then why will he not speak to me? I’m turning 16, it’s been 4 years since I came home to the palace. Never once has he said a word to me. Not even to greet me or bid me farewell.” She sighed, “Something about me must be displeasing to him.” She said folding her fingers together. “Father is very devoted to him.”
            “Yes, as are we all.” Thor agreed.
            Lynnea turned towards him, “If he disapproves of me . . . will father disapprove of me as well?”
            “Lynnea, is this a question?” Thor said crossing his arms. “Loki is your father, he cares for you and couldn’t be more proud. Nothing will change his mind about that.” Lynnea looked down again wishing she felt comforted by his words. Thor rested his hand on her shoulder, “You are so much like your father.” He said touching her chin with his thumb. “Even his mischievous streak that terrorizes parts of the palace when you become bored.” He said arching a brow.
A small mischievous smile crossed her lips that matched Loki’s exactly when he was up to no good. Thor chuckled and shook his head. They were such a matched set. “Just sometimes it doesn’t always feel like I belong here. As exciting as it was to visit Midgard, it didn’t feel like I belong there either.”
            “You are a child of two worlds Lynnea. You always will be. But what is important is that you are where you want to be. That you are happy with where you make your home. Not to mention it’s natural to feel out of place when you’re young. It’s just part of growing up no matter where or who you are.” Thor reassured her. “Are you happy here with us Lynnea?” He asked.
“Completely. I’m so glad that father came for me and saved me.” She said with a smile, “He’s so wonderful. I’m happy and proud I can call him my father.”
Thor always enjoyed seeing the sparkle in her eyes when she spoke of him. It hadn’t dimmed but only seemed to shine brighter as time went on. “You know,” He began, “I can only hope that if I have a daughter one day, that she will look at me with your eyes as they look at Loki.”
Trials
            “Have you perfected it then? Can we start the treatment?” Loki asked, “God knows you’ve had plenty of time to do so.”
            “Everything reads as ready, all of the tests and experiments come back positive and seem to be reasonably safe.” One of the physicians said.
            “But we will not know the affects it will have on the princess until after she’s been treated. Her blood and body could still reject it. There is still a fair amount of danger my lord.” Another cautioned.
            “I’m ready.” Lynnea’s voice said causing everyone to turn and look towards the door not having know she’d come in or had heard what was going on. The young woman walked in further, “I will take the treatment.”
            Immediately the scientists and physicians immediately bowed to her as she entered, “Lynnea.” Loki said a bit caught off guard. “What are you doing here?”
            “I’ve known about this for a while father. The research and studies they have been doing the past few years. I wanted to start as soon as I knew of it, but it wasn’t ready. If it is now, I wish to start immediately.” She said.
            “Leave us.” Loki ordered and the room cleared out leaving him and Lynnea alone. He realized perhaps this was something they should have discussed before she found out about it by chance. “You don’t have to do this. I always intended to give you the choice.”
            “But I want to father. IF this will make me more Asgardian . . . then I wish to be so.” She replied honestly.
            “You don’t have to be more Asgardian, Lynnea. You are Asgardian. You are absolutely perfect the way you are.” He said not having known she was feeling this way. “All this is meant to do is to arrest the human aging process. That is all. Not to change who you are.”
            “Will I live as long as you and Thor?” She asked.
            “Perhaps, we don’t know. It’s still theoretical which I imagine is where the dangerous part comes in.” Loki looked into her eyes seeing how sincere she was. “It’s dangerous.”
            “No matter what happens, I want to know. I want to see how it feels. I want to have a chance to do all the things you’ve gotten to do. I’m ready father. To be like you.” Lynnea said.
            He rested his hand to her face and half smiled. “It’s too late for that. You already are just like me my darling.”
Medical Treatment
            Loki sat up from where he lay rolling down his sleeves and looked over to Lynnea. “She’s sleeping?” He said with a frown. “Why is she sleeping? What’s wrong?” He stood from the table he had been on for the blood transfusion.
            “It’s a lot of energy for her body to absorb my lord. This was expected.” A woman said moving back to where Lynnea lay. “This is the first treatment and it will take time for her to adapt.”
            Loki looked at the girl as she lay sleeping, “Did you replace it all?” He questioned. Loki’s body, not being human could produce more than enough blood to replace Lynnea’s and still replace his own causing no harm to him at all.
            “Only half your highness. The serum we developed should help her body accept the blood and not reject it. There was some debate about if we should have given her less . . .”
            “No. This is better. If it possible, she’s more anxious to know the outcome of this then I.” He admitted. Loki stepped closer and reached up carefully stroking her cheek with his fingertips. “I haven’t given you anything of value or meaning in your life Lynnea. I can hope that I may give you this.”
To be continued . . . .
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