Servant of Jotunheim

Frigga

After the Queen Mother awakens, I am immediately taken to her chambers and am forced to wait patiently outside while the healers are tending to her.

I desperately wanted to see her again after all of these years, but at the same time I did not like the thought of seeing her ill. Once the healers have gone, I enter hesitantly.

When I see her laying there, I am taken aback by her now frail appearance, although she still has that same kind, affectionate look in her eyes that she always had.

Frigga: "Come, my dear".

I do not sit by her bedside as I am likely supposed to, I simply lay down on the bed next to her and wrap her in an embrace, never wishing to let her go.

She had kindly gifted me with this permanent form I now have which has granted me a life free of fear.

Frigga: "You changed your hair?"

Me: "Yes, I did" I laugh through my tears.

Frigga: "I am glad you are here".

Me: "I was not certain if I would ever see you again".

Frigga: "I would not wish to move on to Valhalla without speaking with you first".

Me: "What is it you wish to speak of?"

Frigga: "I need you to know that my son still loves you very much".

Me: "If that were true then he had a rather odd way of showing it".

Frigga: "He is stubborn, always has been and always will be. Just as you are" she laughs.

Me: "I will admit that I have been stubborn in the past, but he did not come to me and apologise. I waited for so long and he never arrived in spite of knowing where I was".

Frigga: "He should have. At first he was angry and then became deeply ashamed of himself. He truly believed that you would not wish to see him again".

Me: "And now he is courting another so I suppose none of that matters now. The past is the past and we all had to move on" I sigh.

Frigga: "He does not love her, Valanya. He loves you still, even now after all this time".

Me: "He needs a real princess by his side, not an imposter like me".

Frigga: "You still cannot see that you are the only princess he wants and deserves" she says softly as she drifts back into her sleep.

I could never have imagined that I would have been in her presence once more and under these tragic conditions, but I am glad to have returned.

For now I wished to focus solely on saying goodbye to the Queen Mother. Perhaps it was finally time I forgave the King for his past actions when I next saw him, if not only for her sake?