Chapter 27

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It was calm. The only noise being that of the crackling fire and Friggas humming. (Y/n) sat beside her mother without words. Frigga quit humming after awhile, sensing her daughters distress. "Do you have a story about your day to tell me?"

"Not today, Mother."

"Why are you down, my dear?"

"I'm not, Mother."

"Then why are you quiet?"

"I'm just tired, Mother."

Frigga smiled, knowing it was a lie. "Leave the dishonest tendencies to your brother. What's on your mind? You seem distressed." (Y/n) sighed. "I don't know where I fit. It's not just the fact of the throne, or my place in Asgard in the future, but sometimes I feel like I wasn't supposed to exist. That I don't serve any sort of purpose."

"(Y/n), everyone belongs in the world. Everyone has a story to tell. You don't have to serve a purpose, no one does. You owe nothing to any person, nor the world. You only owe it to yourself to keep going because in some way, everyone is destined for something great. And you, my dear? You're destined for something glorious."

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