A Man In Search Of Glorious Purpose: Book One

Chapter Eight:

The cloudy sky was a golden plum slightly dark but brightly lit as the sun shone through the clouds over Asgard. It was a new day, I knew my wrongful actions the previous night, and knew I might've hurt my Mother. She called me her own, and I acted brash upon her. So I headed over to the Veranda, through the palace Hallway, and down the flight of the Grand stairs. I briefly saw Thor head out with his small group of warrior friends. I came up to the veranda, sliding the satin white long drapes aside, sitting on a fine white table sat my Mother, looking quite gracious, in her sky blue long gown and slivery long length cape. Her hair was done in a loose braid, tea was on the table, she turned to look at me, I was wearing fine Asgardian leather, knee length boots, and a long emerald green cape, and a gold Asgardian pendant was on my chest fastened to my cape. "Good morning Mother.." I bowed respectfully, She looked at me then turned her head slightly away from me. I suppose I deserved that?, "....I know why your here?....you wish for me not to baby you anymore than I have since you were younger" she began, "if this is so?, then I shall not hesitate your request" she spoke bravely yet her words became like heavy weights upon my heart. "I'm not asking you too?...I need to feel protected- I need to feel?....loved" Frigga looked at me, "have I not given enough to show?." She asked "what's the use in me asking or even begging for it, if no one will give it to me?" Frigga sat straight and looked up at me. " I thought I was doing my best?, I thought you wanted me to comfort you, to defend you from your Father?" I knelt down in front of her "you have, but he, sometimes doesn't acknowledge my existence?" She placed her hands upon my  chin and I looked up at her "He tries, but at times.." she began before I managed to cut her off mid sentence "....because he's more concerned with Thor?.." I turned my head away . "Your time will come my son, if Thor shall not accept the title than you 𝘢𝘳𝘦 next inline to the throne, but if Thor accepts be gracious towards him and respect your future King" Hesitant, I held her hands, while frowning "please say you'll try my son?" she asked, "very well Mother, I will try" I tried to sound like I was willing to obey her request. I know she had told me on numerous occasions this, from time to time whenever I had these row's of envy, but hearing her remind me cooled those tensions I had of Thor, and my Father she invited me to sit and have tea with her. Afterwards, we strolled around the grounds. " I wish I did this often with Thor but your Father has him doing so many tasks in order to meet his approval on being next inline" Frigga said her arm under my arm, "but it's still great to just walk in your company, my 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘤𝘬𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳" she smiled looking at me beside her as we walked "oh Mother?.." I exclaimed smiling and looking down, closing my eyes "you do know how to flatter me" I said a bit embarrassed. " I am allowed to reveal my youngest son's abilities, and even your magical abilities, even if at times you use it for mischief" she grinned at me "I learned from you...it's only to amuse myself really- as well as other's, in a playful way not mean way-really?" I said, "and you have excelled in that" she said as we continued walking, "I really am sorry you and Father have to deal with my outbursts, and I wish I could just learn these things easily but no, it's like a box or trinket that cannot be opened, unless someone is  patient enough or willingly able to open it" I said to her, "it's patience my son, I have patience and I'm willing to devote myself to teaching you- I take great strides, for you, even when confronting your father-" she began "but Mother?, I think I'm old enough to defend myself, I really think I am". She stopped as we were in the middle of the paved, ivy lined Palace courtyard "if you truly think you are then in due time will you be able to summon up the courage to ask him anything you want, without him confronting you or even pushing you aside" she began to sound encouraging "then I will, I will find the right time to" I looked at her. "I'm glad your finally deciding to take this important step my son" she smiled proudly. I didn't know if it would go into fruition as I'd hope, but I finally felt the weight become lifted off of me, she gave me the courage that I knew I had to someday try to repay her for, but now she had set my course that I knew wouldn't be easy...to speak with my father instead of cowering like a frightened child afraid of the wrong words being said only to be headed for scolding, my Mother had strength that I admired. I would hope that I would have it someday, for that matter my own strength.