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The big day is here.
All Asgard, all people - Gods, Goddesses, maids, servants, villagers - everyone are excited about the coronation.
The will see who the next King, the next Allfather and Protector of the Nine Realms will be. Of course Loki knows who will be.
Thor. Odin's favorite son. His firstborn.
He can't stand the awful words of affection he always use for Thor, or the insults he gets from him for giving him a maiden. He at least have a family, Thor is on his own.
He sighs as he watches himself in the mirror. If Sigyn was here she would scold him for not wearing his brother color. She would scold him for the scowl on his face. But more importantly she would scold him for not taking care of their daughter.
He is a good father, yes, but he doesn't spend as much time a father must spend with his child. For the first two hundred years, Ivanna was always with Frigga. She was the one who learnt her sorcery. She was the one that learnt her read and writing, she was the one that was always there when she cried, when she laughed.
He missed her first smile, he missed her first word, and he even missed her first steps. He promised himself that he will never miss anything else. But can he fulfill that promise?
A knock was heard to the door making him turn around. His eyes collide with blue, the eyes of his nephew who was dressed in his father color. Blue and white.
Ragnar clear his throat as he stands behind the door ''We are ready uncle.''
The God of Mischief knit his eyebrows together as he took a step towards the young man. Standing in front of him he looks deep into his blue eyes that were slightly wide. He nods his head ''Good. You will escort Ivanna. I must go with Frigga.''
The Prince of Vanaheim nods his head and exits the room leaving Loki at his own thoughts. He knows how Loki treats his cousin and he must tell his father about it. No, he doesn't hit her, he never laid a hand to her daughter, but he doesn't act like he has a family. He has let her on the watchful eyes of the Allmother because he thinks he is incapable of keeping a family close to him or even protects it. He may be protective over her, but... Since the day Sigyn died he is not the same.
He flinch when arms wrap around his waist and sweet giggles left the person's mouth ''Good to see you too, dear cousin''
Ivanna smile softly to her cousin and kissed his cheek, something they did every time when they were together ''Is my father ready?''
He lowers his head at her question. He is ready, but not for her ''Yes. He said that I will escort you as he will be with the Allmother''
She nods her head and shifts her eyes to the ground. She knows her father would never escort her anywhere, but she hoped that now she would. What a stupid thought she had.
