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After they left from the Vault, Frigga walks Ivanna back to her room telling her that she needs to sleep after so much pain and fear. Finding out that your whole life is a lie is not easy to shallow.
That night she didn't sleep. She couldn't. Her mind was running with thoughts.
She couldn't live with the thought that she is not Asgardian. She could not live with the thought that she was never Frigga's. That she is the Princess and heir to the Throne of Jotunheim, the most dangerous and dark Realm of all.
Walking inside the bathroom she stands in front of the mirror. Her reflection scares her. Her eyes red and puffy, her makeup ruined, her dress had dirt on it from the long walk inside the Vault. She places her hands under the running cold waters and gasps when the tips of her fingers turn blue.
Taking her hands from under the water she let a few tears fall as she watch her skin return back to her pale form. Glancing the knife to her left she grasp it with shaky hands and hold it tight.
Taking a deep shaky breath from her mouth, letting it from her nose the air, she place the blade to her wrist and with one quick move she scratch her skin make it bleed earning a sharp painful breathe from her lips.
A second time, more blood was split. A third she was sobbing hard. A fourth and she now was crying with blood running down her wrist making the golden floor of the bathroom red from it.
After the sixth time she stops as she couldn't get the pain any longer and collapse to the floor, her dress drawn on blood and tears as she stay there for what was like hours.
Her wrist hurt like the depths of Hel but she didn't want to heal it. She wants to get away the pain in heart.
A knock heard from the door snapping her out from her actions and thoughts. She place an illusion on herself to appear normal and went to open the door only to be greeted by the face of Frigga's guard.
He bow his head and looks her green eyes ''The Allmother requires your present in her room my Princess.''
She nods her head ''I will be there in a fe-''
''My apologies Princess but you know the protocol. You are to not walk alone.''
She frowns ''I thought my father change that after he became King.''
He shooks his head ''King Loki didn't gave us such an order. Allfather's orders are still.''
She gulp hard knowing she is not going to win the conversation but she still has to try ''Please, please, just this one let me walk alone. I will not go anywhere else, please.''
The guard look around and after a long torturous minute he sighs ''The Allmother knew that this would happened and told me to give you that.'' He stretch his hand and gave her a red box with a emerald ruby on it ''You may open it when I am gone.''
