Epilogue

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Sylvie sat in the rocking chair in the child room, holding her newborn baby girl in her arms, singing a song softly to put her to sleep. It was the same song Loki had sung for her on the train when they had just met, she remembered the lyrics very well.

Sylvie would never have thought she could be a mother one day, but when she became her, she couldn't imagine the opposite. For all those long years she lived in restlessness and fear, but now after an incredibly long time, she felt peace and tranquility that permeated her whole soul. She was really happy at last.

Loki had been watching them for some time, came quietly to them, Sylvie smiled at him when she noticed him. Loki bent down, kissed Sylvie on the forehead and stroked their little daughter. Sylvie placed her hand on his, and the little girl instinctively grabbed her finger. At that moment, she was sure, this was her home, this was her family.

They both looked at their daughter with shiny eyes, she was the holiest being in the world for them, maybe that's why they chose her name Swan. Swan Lokidottir.

// Thank you, my readers who read this whole story, also thank you for all comments and ratings. I was really pleased that the story received so much attention. Without you, it just wouldn't be tha same... Thanks!

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