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Concerns

            Loki stood with the healers on the biofrost platform preparing for their journey to Asgard. “Loki.” Heimdall called his attention and he walked over to him.
            “What is it?”
            “I keep watch on her, as I have sworn. However as of late she has been slipping in and out of my sight, hiding herself and her actions for hours. Sometimes days.” He cautioned.
            This was unexpected news, “But . . . Lynnea doesn’t know how to do that. She certainly had no way of learning such a thing on Midgard.” It’s impossible.
            “Perhaps, but it does not change the fact of her actions my lord. She is shielding herself from me and the reason for this is unclear.”
            Loki gave a nod a bit confused about how and why Lynnea would do this. He walked back to the platform and Heimdall opened the biofrost sending the small group to Midgard.
Mysteries
            When Loki and the two healers arrived, they didn’t find transportation waiting for them as was the routine. Something didn’t feel right and Loki was becoming more determined by the moment to find out what.
            Without the SUV’s meeting them to take them from the biofrost, they didn’t reach the estate until after nightfall. Needless to say, Loki was not happy. When they arrived, it seemed some kind of gathering was going on. Every light in the house was burning bright. Whatever was going on, Loki was already quite upset, and no explanation was going to satisfy him.
            Inside the house, Lynnea was sitting at the large banquet table, 12 others in attendance, as was Dane who was sitting to her right. “You’re home is so beautiful, Lynnea. I’ve never seen anything like it before.” One of the young women said. “I can’t believe it’s all yours. What did you say you’re family name was again?”
            “I didn’t.” Lynnea began, “But it’s Lokidottor.” She stated, “And it was my father who gave me this house and all you see. He is very generous to me.”
            “It’s a strange . . . unique name. I cannot believe we’ve never heard of your family until now. You seem like such a charismatic and interesting young woman, it’s hard to believe that you aren’t more well known on the social scene.”
            “Lynnea, you must come with us to New York in the spring. There are so many parties and clubs, and we’ll introduce you to all of the right people. You’ll have so many friends and invitations, you won’t have to worry about living here in the back end of nowhere all by yourself.” Another said.
            “Alone?” Lynnea said, “There is a staff of over 75 people who work in this house. That can hardly be counted as living alone.”
            The group chuckled looking at each other thinking her niaevity somewhat charming. “But we mean real people. Your peers in the same social class. We really must teach you how you fit into society, you are . . .well . . .better. Just like us.”
            “Better.” Lynnea smiled having listened to them talk and interact as the were entertained over the course of the evening. “I know.” She said simply and there was a tone in her voice that commanded the attention of the guests. They quieted looking at her. “It’s why you’re all here.” Suddenly in the large banquet hall, the eight sets of double doors all slammed shut effectively sealing in everyone. The hall was near the center of the house and had no windows. Now, there was an uncomfortable feeling of apprehension in the room.
            “What’s going . . .” The young man at the end of the table couldn’t even finish his question.
            “Sarah and Christina Weisz, James and Elysia Taylor, Jonathon Miller, Jason Wandel, Mark Harper, Charlotte Avery, Amber and Dean Vernaz, Harmony and John Harlo.” Lynnea said naming off each of the guests. “I know each of you very well, as I know what you think of yourselves, and of each other. Do you know that the one thing, the only thing, you all have in common? Fear. Deep, selfish, cruel fears that have helped you rationalize your mistreatment and hurting of so many. The damages that you have left in your wake. Somehow you have convinced yourselves that just because you have money, it makes you better, and absolves you of such indifferent behavior.”
            One of the men stood quite offended and annoyed that all of their faults and shortcomings were being laid out for all to see like this. “I didn’t come here to be humiliated like this by a . . . .”
            “Why did you come here John?” Lynnea said looking at him. “I was surprised when you brought your wife Harmony considering you imagined this night ending in my bed. Strangely your wife had the same fantasy.”
            “Hey! You can’t . . .”
            Just then the candles and torches in the room flared growing large as the flames turned black, causing everyone to jump and become even more agitated and afraid. “I’ve lived among heroes, I was raised in the company of Gods. It wasn’t until coming here, back to the realm I was born in, how truly miserable, unrepentant, and irredeemable beings can be.” While she spoke, Dane had gone around the banquet table filling their wine glasses. He moved to Lynnea and stood behind her chair.
            Everyone sitting at the table to her left and right found themselves unable to move, and unable to speak. Now they were nearly hysterical and unable to express it. They realized they were trapped.
            Lynnea picked up her glass, and all those sitting at the table did exactly the same. Matching her movements against their will. They couldn’t stop it, and had no control over their own bodies. “I can never go home. This is my home now.” She raised her glass as one would in a toast, then she drank, as did every one of her guests. Then she leaned back in her chair holding her glass with both hands, “And I don’t want to share it with creatures such as you.”
            As soon as the wine touched their tongues it began. A sweet tasted that burned like a hot flame from the bowels of hell. It reduced their flesh to ash after several brief moments of unfathomable pain and agony that felt like an eternity. Then, there was nothing left but dust, the only evidence of their having been a person there was the place left on the table.
            When they had all disappeared into nothing, the flames of the candles and torches returned to their normal color and size. The doors all opened once more, and servants flooded in clearing away the table.
            Lynnea was clearly exhausted; she had used so much power and was drained. Dane crouched down beside her, “Princess, you need to rest.”
            “I cannot sleep until all this has been cleared away Dane. You know this already. The glamour spell would collapse and Heimdall would see everything.” Dane reached up taking her hand in his squeezing gently. Lynnea smiled a little looking into his eyes.
            “You are amazing M’lady.” Dane said placing a gentle kiss to her knuckles before smiling up at her. “Your skill only grows with each dinner party.” The servants cleared away the last of the dishes and Dane stood taking her hands helping her to her feet to help her to her bedchamber. However when they turned Lynnea’s eyes went wide and she froze in place. “Father.”
            Loki had been in the shadows watching the entire scene from beginning to end. Now it was clear what she’d been hiding from Heimdall.
Answers
            “Father, please, let me explain . . .” Lynnea said as he paced trying to keep his temper.
            “Can you Lynnea? I think I would be quite intrigued to hear your explanation for everything I just witnessed with my own eyes.” She looked down not able to give him one. Loki shook his head rolling his eyes then walked closer to her, “It has only been a month since I was last here, what has happened?”
            Lynnea was almost in tears barely able to speak, “They are the worst sort of beings. I didn’t not purposely go out to find them specifically. They just seemed to find me. All of them from nowhere. I had only been out in the world 3 days and they started to gravitate to me.”
            “How many of these ‘dinner parties’ have there been in my absence?” He demanded.
            Lynnea took a breath closing her eyes, “Six.”
            “A dozen or so people at each one? Like tonight?” Lynnea nodded. Loki took a breath and shook his head, “How could you be so foolish? The disappearance of such people will draw attention directly to you. Well known, from wealthy families, no doubt already questions are being asked to their whereabouts.”
            “No.” Lynnea said quickly, “Dane has taken care of that. No one will ever know that any of them where here.”
            “Has he?” Loki said thinking that hardly an excuse. Lynnea quieted again. “You’ve known from the beginning why you have to stay hidden. It was the very reason I came to take you from Midgard in the first place!” Loki could hardly control his voice and was shouting at her now. How could he not know that any of this was going on?
            “Father, I know I shouldn’t have been doing this.” Lynnea began tears streaming from her eyes, “I know I shouldn’t have been killing humans that . . . that it’s wrong, but . . .”
            “I don’t CARE about the humans! They are vermin, they are chattel at best and are beneath you! You could kill them by the droves, it hardly matters. What does matter, is that you think things through before acting. We went over all of these things before you left Asgard. Do you remember nothing I told you?” Loki was angry about all of this because it put Lynnea in danger. It had nothing to do with the actions himself, it was actually quite entertaining to see. None of those idiots saw it coming.
            Lynnea was still looking down trying to hold back her tears. “I’m sorry.” She whispered.
            Loki sighed and reached out resting his hands on her shoulders never liking to see her upset. “Why have you done all of this Lynnea?”
            She was silent a moment, unable to answer him immediately. She reached up and wiped the tears away from her eyes. “It hurt me.” She admitted softly before looking up at him. “To be near them and know . . . to know that I was one of them. You are my father . . . but my mother was human, like them. All of those things that were inside them, are inside me too. It hurt.”
            “Lynnea.” Loki said with a sigh, “You know that doesn’t matter. The only thing you received from your mother unfortunately was her mortality. Something that we have strived to remedy. If you were anything like them, then it wouldn’t have affected you like this.” This was such an insane situation, but he could see that right now she was to tired and to distraught to continue. “You need to rest Lynnea. Sleep now.” He looked at her another moment with a sigh. Then he kissed her forehead and turned leaving her room.
            There was a number of matters to be addressed, and a great deal of damage control to be seen to. Starting with ‘Dane’ who had been charged with Lynnea’s safety, but it was clear to Loki that there was more than that on his agenda.
Shake Down
            Dane was walking down the hallway doing a sweep of the house as he did every night. As usual everything was secure.
            “You know, when I was told of your qualifications by the woman who charged you with the care of the princess of the 9 realms, my daughter, I assumed it was understood you were meant to watch over every aspect of her safety.” Dane turned finding Loki who seemed to appear out of nowhere.
            “I know what you’ve been doing so you needn’t play the loyal solider with me.” Loki said sternly hardly in the mood for any games this boy thought he might play. “How is it that within a matter of days, Lynnea went from not wishing to leave her estate. Wanting only to find some way back into Odin’s good graces so that she could return to Asgard. Stricken with grief and home sickness, to suddenly not only leaving the estate, but finding herself surrounded by the idiot elite of the Midgardian world?”
            “My Lord,” Dane began, “Imprisoning Lynnea here alone was only upsetting her more.”
            Loki arched a brow not even remotely amused, “Ah. On a first name basis with her regardless of her rank and your place.”
            Dane could feel the rage coming off of Loki in waves, “. . . I thought some time in the real world, to meet the humans and experience their culture would distract her.”
            “My daughter is exceedingly intelligent beyond her years. As well as being incredibly sensitive and deeply insightful. Unfortunately, she is also grief stricken and vulnerable feeling more alone then she ever has in her entire life. She is afraid, being in a strange place so far from her home and those who love her. If someone came to her in the guise of a trusted friend, from Asgard who knew of her true identity and her situation, and was sent by family to watch over her, she would be highly susceptible to suggestion. Regardless of how idiotic and unwise it maybe.”
            “I would never put the Princess in harm’s way! I made certain that each time we left the estate . . .”
            “That she would be surrounded by the ‘right’ people?” Loki said in a louder and stern tone. Loki was not a fool and was still enraged by the whole affair. “The only way those ‘sorts’ would be drawn to her is if someone alerted them to her having what the humans would consider substantial wealth. Something I know she would not have gone shouting from the rooftops. She knows full well that she is meant to be hiding, not drawing attention to herself.” Loki was starring into his eyes glowing with anger. “What did she poison them with?” He demanded.
            “My Lord?” Dane questioned.
            “The poison she made them drink. There is no such substance on Midgard that would do that to a human. Not that would react that quickly once ingested. What was it?”
            Dane was silent. It was clear that Loki had made up his mind about him, and was as insightful if not more so from experience then his daughter. Loki half smiled and stepped closer, “If you want to keep your head intact, this is your only chance boy. Regardless of any answer or story you can devise, this is the last night you spend on Midgard. You will either be taken from it, or buried in it.” Loki already had his preference and was rather hoping Dane would remain tight lipped. Especially since the truth of the matter being, he could ask Lynnea the next day and she would eagerly tell him anything and everything. But he didn’t want to upset her again if it were not needed.
            “It’s her blood.” Dane answered reluctantly. Loki was a bit disappointed how easily he gave up his secrets. But the matter at hand was more important. “Her blood is toxic to humans. Even if it were to simply touch them, it would devour their flesh.”
            “Dare I ask how this discovery was made? With no humans on the estate?” Loki said. Dane looked away and fell silent again. A smile swept Loki’s lips, there was the stubbornness he was hoping for. “Let’s continue this conversation in more appropriate surroundings, shall we?”
Changes
            Loki stood at the large mirror that didn’t hold a reflection of him but an image of his mother. “I’m sending him back to you intact since you were the one who appointed him. I cannot begin to tell you how much restraint it took to leave his head attached to his shoulders.”
            “I am so sorry Loki. I had no idea he had such ambitions. Everyone asked said that he was a great warrior and very well educated.” Frigga said.
            “Unfortunately it seemed he was incredibly weak when it came to power. He wasn’t above taking advantage of Lynnea’s situation and using her to implement whatever his own plans were. I’ve yet to discover the reason for his list of humans to be executed, but I will let you ask him in whatever way you choose. Although please by no means ask him nicely.” Loki said seriously.
            “We will find out. Will you be returning with Dane and the guards?” Frigga asked.
            “No, I’m needed here. There are a few modifications to be made and I cannot leave Lynnea here alone after all of this. Once I return to Asgard I will find a suitable replacement for her wayward protector and see that it is someone who has her best interests in mind and not his own.” Loki heard a noise in the hallway. “I must go.”
            “Be well my son. Give our love to Lynnea.” Frigga said. Her image disappeared and the doors of the room opened and Lynnea came in.
            “Well.” Loki said with a smile, “You are looking much better.”
            “Have I really slept for two days?” She said still astonished by this news.
            “You needed your rest so it was seen to that you were not disturbed. The healers were watching over you making certain you recovered from your overexertion.” Loki answered, “You were using a great deal of power to keep up this deception.”
            She lowered her head feeling ashamed again after everything that had happened. “I’m sorry father . . .”
            “Stop.” Loki said not letting her go on. “You are taking the full responsibility when you were hardly to blame. Right now we need to focus on cleaning up after this affair.” Lynnea quieted not certain she understood. A few more servants came in with tools and other objects. “Come.” He said as they were beginning work on the room which until now had been unused and there were other things to discuss. “Now that you are awake, the healers are going to examine you and have some tests.”
            “What for?” She asked keeping up with him.
            “Somehow you have managed to distill a poison that completely dissolves human beings, and I’m a bit curious as to why and how that is.” Loki answered. “As you should be as well.”
            “Dane told you.” Lynnea said with a frown embarrassed. “He said he wouldn’t tell anyone.”
            “If you ask a person the right way you would be surprised what they will tell you.” Loki said rather gleeful at the thought of how he had gotten that information, but not about to relay it to Lynnea. What irritated him most was how quickly Dane answered his questions before they got to the really good parts that he was rather looking forward to. “How exactly did you discover you’re blood has such properties if only you and he knew of them?”
            “I had a . . . a . . .” She paused not knowing how it was going to sound.
            Loki stopped and looked at her, “Yes?”
            “I had a dream.” She said softly.
            That was an unexpected answer, “A dream.” Lynnea nodded knowing how strange that seemed. “What did you dream, exactly, that told you you’re blood was deadly to humans?”
            She shook her head, “It wasn’t that specific, Father. It was strange, and sudden, and very abstract, and then mother was there . . .”
            Loki held up his hand to stop her stammering, “Lynnea. How did this dream you had translate into your blood being poisonous to Midgardians?” He rephrased.
            “Well,” She began thinking about it as they started walking again. “I couldn’t get back to sleep and wondered around the hallways, then Dane and I were sitting in the library talking. I said I couldn’t sleep, and he wanted to know why. So I told him about my dream because it was so strange. Dane said because I’d never had such a vivid dream before, we should try and find out what it was trying to tell me.”
            He was getting a clearer picture of what was going on now, and it made him realize that Dane might not have been acting alone. “And the answer somehow turned out to be . . . .”
            “Oh no. It wasn’t a sudden revelation or anything like that. Dane knew of some facilities on Midgard that specialized in testing blood. SO he took a sample of mine to one of them, and returned the next day with the results.” She explained. Loki was having a hard time listening to her when the story was so completely and obviously full of holes. Unfortunately it was also easy to see that her trust and inexperience were what filled them. Lynnea was exceedingly intelligent, but she was also lonely and vulnerable. As a result, full advantage was being taken of her and her situation.
            “It seems there are some other matters that need to be seen too. Right now, I want you to go with the healers. They will see to you and find out this unknown property to your blood.” He started to turn and go but Lynnea stopped him.
            “You’re leaving me?” She asked worriedly.
            “I am not going far.” He reassured her not having expected to see such fear in her eyes, “I’ll return soon.” He motioned for the two healers that had come with him from Asgard and the third which remained with Lynnea on Midgard as her personal physician. “Go with them now. I will see you again in a little while.” He promised. Lynnea gave a nod and turned going with the doctors as he had said.
            Loki, had an entire staff to tear through to find out who was in league with Dane. He wasn’t about to leave Midgard while there were still traitors under her roof.
Findings
            “What you are telling me is this property to her blood has always been. That since the first day she was born, her blood was toxic to humans.” Loki said, “This has nothing to do with the treatment that has been devised to counteract her mortality.”
            “Yes my lord. We realize now that this may have been the cause of the mothers death.” One reported, “As long as her blood itself does not come in contact with a human, it is harmless.”
            Loki sighed and shook his head, “This is madness. How much of her blood is left on the estate? By which I mean that isn’t in her body.”
            “Several bottles of wine were treated making the contents toxic. It’s been seen to that they were destroyed.” Another answered.
            “And Lynnea? Was her new treatment well received?” He inquired.
            “Yes my lord, extremely well. Better then we’d hoped. It seems that infusions are no longer necessary. Also because the new delivery system is so strongly concentrated, she won’t need them as often.”
            “Excellent news.” Loki said with a nod, “You’ve done your work well. You shall be rewarded and have my thanks.”
Supper
            “Why has that room been lined with mirrors father?” Lynnea finally asked having been wondering most of the day.
            “The biofrost site being so far away has always been a problem that needed to be remedied for some time. The reflective surfaces that completely cover the walls and floor now, create a gateway that allows Asgardians with the proper skills to pass from that realm to this. I will cast the final enchantments on the chamber tomorrow.” Loki explained, “Even know Frigga is constructing a similar chamber in the palace on Midgard. We agreed that this was what was best.”
            “So then you will be able to come directly here from Asgard? You won’t have to have transportation to and from the biofrost site.” She looked a little confused, “Why didn’t we create such a chamber before?”
            “Because it’s forgotten and somewhat avoided magic. It is both difficult and dangerous in the hands of those who do not know how to work it correctly. Everything has to be perfectly exact on both sides of the gateway, otherwise it would be like stepping into a room full of spinning blades.” Lynnea’s eyes went wide at his words, “Most abandon the craft all together, as after all, we do have the biofrost.”
            “Father, . . . you cannot use it if it is so dangerous!” She exclaimed in terror.
            “Come now, Lynnea. If it were simple everyone would try it and there would be no way of regulating or keeping track of travel through the realms.” Loki said taking a drink.
            There were several silent moments as both returned to eating, before Lynnea spoke again, “When is Dane returning?”
            “Dane is no longer in your service. He has been escorted back to Asgard to face consequences for his acts of treason.” He replied.
            Lynnea knew there were going to be some consequences, as she realized and knew while she was doing what she did, it was wrong. However she was genuinely concerned about Dane, and feeling horrible that she didn’t seem to be sharing the guilt even though she was the one who performed the actual killing. “What’s going to happen to him?”
            “If he is extremely lucky, he shall be well acquainted with the inside of a cell in the dungeons by the time he passes into the next life at best.” Loki still wished he hadn’t had to send him back to Asgard intact, and simply disemboweled and dismembered him right here.
            “But he’s kept me safe, and been my friend.”
            Loki sighed, “Oh my darling. If only that were true.” It was going to have to be discussed and she was going to have to be told sooner or later. “You are very powerful Lynnea. You always have been, since you were young. I took you to Asgard when you were still so small. You spent your time alone and relied only on yourself before then. It hasn’t occurred to me that betrayal was not something you have learned of first hand.” He looked into her eyes another moment, “I don’t expect you to understand this now, but Dane has not been a friend to you.”
            “What?” She said confused, “But . . yes. Yes he has father. He’s taken be places, shown me things I’ve never seen, he’s protected me from harm . . . he’s a good man . . .”
            “He and three others in the household staff were manipulating you so they could use your power to their own advantage and purpose. He had you executing these people because they either stood in his way or he had something to gain by them.” Loki’s voice was stern having to make her accept this. Lynnea was stunned and in shock. Never had she suspected Dane of lying or deceiving her.
            “That cannot be . . . true?” She felt her heart breaking, “I would have known. Father, I would have known if he had been lying to me and deceiving me . . I would have . . .”
            “Under normal circumstances, I have no doubt that you would have known instantly. You’ve always been very perceptive. But . . . in this instance . . .”
            “He wouldn’t do that! Dane just . . . he wouldn’t do that to me!” Lynnea cried.
            “LISTEN to what I am SAYING to you Lynnea! He has been taking FULL advantage of your trust! He has USED you and BETRAYED you! You are NOTHING to him but a means to his end!!” Loki shouted. It grew eerily quiet as she starred at him tears escaping her eyes. He heard himself, and how harsh it had been. She hasn’t had experience like this before, of course it was hard for her to grasp it. “Lynnea, I . . .”
            Before anything else could be said, Lynnea stood and ran from the dining hall. Loki closed his eyes knowing he’d blown it. He’d manage to make a bad situation for his daughter even worse.
Replacements
            “You are certain of these?” Loki asked standing with Sif at the training grounds. Standing before them were several young warriors.
            “They are the three finest warriors I’ve personally trained. I know them, and their families very well.” She replied.
            “After what happened this last time, I’m half tempted to give demonstration of what happens to traitors beforehand.” Loki said still grinding his teeth that Dane wasn’t dead yet, and was still in one piece. He would settle for something as simple as throwing him to the beasts to tear apart at this point.
            “It has already been explained, very well, what happens to those who would betray trust. These have sworn their lives to keep the princess safe and to watch over her. They have all been in concentrated Midgardian studies; they were being trained to be agents in that realm.” Sif explained. “They are well versed in customs, languages, and technologies. They are ready to serve.”
            “Unfortunately for them, we’ve reached our limit on mistakes.” Loki commented. He was not prepared to tolerate anymore nonsense or blatant disrespect.
            Sif gave a nod and stepped closer to one of the young men, “This is Magnar. He is skilled with both the broad sword and throwing stars.” Sif said. Loki arched a brow looking him over. He was 6’, blue eyes, red hair, perhaps 191lb which came from broad shoulders and a great deal of muscle. “He comes from 8 generations of loyal warriors.” Sif moved to the next candidate, a young woman. “This is Anika. She comes from an esteemed ancestry, which unfortunately she is the last of. She lost her parents very young and has no other family. However, she is one of my best and brightest students. She possesses an unparalleled and masterful skill with the long bow and is deadly in close quarter combat with a dagger, and hand to hand.”
            Loki approached looking at her. She was about 5’8, 145 lb. once again from an impressive amount of muscle. She had blond hair with green eyes. “No family.” He repeated, “Tell me than, how can we be certain of your loyalties?”
            “My loyalties lie to Asgard. It’s people are my family.” The young woman answered respectfully. “My life, my bow, all that I am belong to the Allfather Odin, and the royal family.” She said before pounding her fist over her heart and bowed, “I live only to serve and protect the Princess Lynnea.”
            Loki studied her a moment longer, “And that one?” He said motioning towards the other young man.
            “Reijo. He is skilled with the battle axe and balero. He was pulled from the ranks of the Bezerker warriors to study as a future Midgardian agent.” This one was just an inch or two shorter then Loki. He had brown eyes, brown hair, and a very intense look in his eyes. “All fierce and loyal warriors Loki.”
            “Perhaps.” He turned beginning to walk back up the stairs, “You already know my choice, Sif.”
            She half smiled and motioned for Anika to follow them, dismissing the others. SIf caught up with Loki, “So I was right in thinking you wish to take a certain factor out of the equation.”
            “I’m not an idiot Sif. I am fully aware of Lynnea’s age, or rather stage of development. She has eyes, and the feelings we were all burdened with and had to endure at such a time in our own adolescence. I’m sad to say we all fell prey to similar . . . . biological chemistry.” He grumbled.
            “Must you be so cynical Loki? It’s love, it’s not a dirty word, love.” Sif responded.
            “It is when it’s being used as a tool to position my daughter in a way her powers would benefit the guilty party. She’s suffered enough without that added nonsense.” Sif stopped him.
            “Loki . . . was Lynnea in love with Dane?” She asked seriously.
            Loki sighed in frustration with a roll of his eyes. It wasn’t his favorite topic and just enraged him each time he thought about it, “Yes. He was not only aware of her feelings, he played them well to his advantage. As if being banished to a lower realm wasn’t enough, she’s even more devastated now than before.”
            “And he still breathes.” Sif said in disbelief.
            “It was Frigga’s choice as it was she who appointed him. For reasons I cannot even begin to fathom, she’s granted him his life.” Loki growled and continued on his way with Sif and Anika close behind him.
Home Sick
            “I am so happy to see you Grandmother.” Lynnea said with a smile standing before the large mirror that held Frigga’s image. She was on Asgard, and Lynnea on Midgard. “I miss you, and Uncle Thor, Sif and the warriors.”
            “I know my darling, I have been missing your smile brightening each day in the place.” Frigga replied, “Although it seems your smile has dimmed.”
            Lynnea looked down, “I hurt grandmother. It hurts to breathe. It’s hard to pull myself out of bed in the morning.” She admitted looking up again, “It’s better when father is here, even though he becomes angry.”
            “Not at you, Lynnea. Loki’s not angry with you, he’s angry that you have been hurt so. That he couldn’t spare you from this pain. I am as much to blame as anyone.” Frigga said.
            “Oh no. I know you were concerned for my safety. Dane was good and attentive keeping me very safe. He just had . . . he . . .” Lynnea couldn’t continue and looked down once more tears filling her eyes.
            “There are so many reasons and ways we suffer. But one lesson is to be learned from all.” Frigga said, “That we are strong, and can come through it, and be better and the wiser for it.”
            Lynnea nodded and wiped her tears away, “It will pass.” She said with a small smile. Repeating what she told herself over and over when it got to a point where it was almost to much to bare.
            Frigga smiled, “That’s a brave girl. Now, your father will be coming to see you tomorrow. He’s bring some gifts I am sending to you and a surprise I am forbidden to tell you anything more of.” Lynnea looked up at her not having expected Loki to return for another two weeks. “Smile my dear, all will be well soon.”
Surprises
            “Uncle Thor!” Lynnea said running to the thunder God and throwing her arms around him hugging him tight. Thor smiled and chuckled hugging her back. “And Lady Sif!” She moved and hugged the warrior goddess who smiled and returned her greeting. “It’s good to see you.” Lynnea said still extremely excited. “I didn’t know you were coming.”
            “They invited themselves a week ago.” Loki said appearing and pushing past Thor to walk further into the room. Lynnea smiled and walked to him hugging him. Something had put him out of sorts but he smiled always happy to see her.
            “Will you be staying?” Lynnea asked turning her attention back to her guests.
            “Two days.” Thor answered, “Then we’re due back in Asgard.”
            Lynnea gave a nod, “There are countless guest accommodations, I’ll have rooms made up for you.” She looked at Loki who smiled for her, before she hurried out of the room. Loki’s smile faded a bit.
            “She seems to be doing well.” Thor observed.
            “Although she seems to have lost a little weight.” Sif said.
            “What do you expect? She’s a good girl who has been treated abominably by those who have claimed to love her. It astounds me that she doesn’t regard everyone with extreme suspicion.” Loki snapped.
            “That is a job that you do well enough for her and 10 others Loki.” Sif said. “Be concerned for her, but don’t wish her trust away. It’s a very lonely and miserable life you would condemn her to.”
            Lynnea came back into the room and smiled, “It seems quarters have already been prepared for you. Grandmother altered the servants to your visit a few days ago. It’s a long journey from Asgard, would you like to settle in before dinner?”
            Sif and Thor gave a nod. She smiled and motioned for them to follow her as they walked out leaving Loki to adjourn to his own rooms. Loki gave a frustrated sigh having noticed she’d lost some weight as well. Weight that she honestly didn’t have to lose. Later in the evening she would be introduced to Anika who had been taken to her new quarters upon their arrival.
Sparring
            Anika looked at Lynnea suspiciously as they had been sparring for almost two hours and were drenched with sweat. “They never told me that Lady Sif instructed you.” She said a bit frustrated at the princess’s agility and skill.
            “Lady Sif never instructed me.” Lynnea answered.
            “No?” Anika was even more surprised to hear that. “Who then?”
            Lynnea half smiled as she began to remove her arm guards, “Are you angry that you have been assigned as bodyguard to someone who is quite proficient in defending herself?”
            “Not at all M’Lady. I suppose I wasn’t expecting you to be such a fierce warrior as this.” Anika confessed, “Given you . . uh . . .”
            “Age? Because I’m nearly 18 and you are 587?” Anika looked down realizing she may have been rude and spoken out of place. Lynnea smiled again and laughed, “I don’t know, Anika. There are many talents and skills I have that I don’t know how I came by. Lady Sif was just as surprised and frustrated the first time we sparred. Father suspects that I have a gift that is something like empathy. Where I learn things simply by being around someone.”
            “How is that possible?” She was understandably astonished by this.
            Lynnea shook her head, “How is anything possible? How is it possible that father and grandmother are such powerful masters of magic? How is it possible that Uncle Thor can command lightening and Mimjor? I don’t know. It is one thing to learn and strive to earn such power and gifts. It is something else entirely to be born with them.”
            “M’lady?” One of the servants said when they came into the training room. “Dinner is ready.”
            Lynnea gave a nod and the servant bowed going back to her duties. “I’m famished.” She said putting down her sword. “Come on.” She said motioning for Anika to follow.
            As they ate, the two girls told stories back and forth and laughed. They had become fast friends. “There is a festival in the city next week.” Lynnea began, “We should go. The people are a bit . . .quirky, but very nice.”
            “M’Lady, we shouldn’t leave the estate. Not without guards and a proper escort.” Anika said.
            Lynnea smiled, “That wouldn’t exactly be blending into the Midgardian crowd as we’re meant to be doing, is it. Don’t worry, I’ve been off the estate enough to know my way around. This is your first time on Midgard right? It’ll be fun.”
To Be Continued . . . .
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