Chapter 13: Devil's Blessing

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"The hardest thing to learn in life is which bridge to cross and which to burn."

-David Russell


Freyja leaned against the wall while Thor spoke with Director Fury about getting an apartment of her own or, at the very least, a S.H.I.E.L.D.-owned safe house for her to stay in. She knew she should have said something to them about leaving and stop their pointless conversation, but she didn't know how to start.

Despite the fact that her people were notoriously good with words, she was not a particularly charismatic person. Loki had always been the one who could talk his way into or out of every, and any, situation. He was known as the God of Lies, even though it was persuasion that he preferred to use. She was the quiet one who pulled strings from behind the curtains and her friends were the main attractions.

She supposed her decision to remain out of the spotlight was due to constantly being thrust into it. Being the Princess of Vanaheim and ambassador to Asgard had quite a few disadvantages, many of which stemming from the unwanted attention, as well as being the guard of all the secrets in the Nine Realms. Although her brief stays on Midgard allowed her some quiet, they never could last. She couldn't afford to stay without bringing something terrible down onto the innocent people of this Realm.

But how could she say this without giving away every secret she had sworn to protect? He did not know the whole truth of why she was running and, even if she could find a way to tell him at that moment without breaking her vows, he would not take the news well. He would try to stop her, try to persuade her that he and the forces of Asgard would be able to help protect her. It was an impossible promise but he would make it regardless. With all of the lives lost because of her weighing heavily in her mind, she knew she could never live with herself if her friends in Asgard died at the hands of Thanos.

"I don't have empty houses at my disposal at this time," Fury pointed out. "Besides that, you said she told you that she was only staying until she returns to Asgard, making a safe house unnecessary."

"I beg your pardon?" she exclaimed, turning to Thor as Fury's words shattered her idle thoughts. "I have never once said those words. When did you plan to tell me that you had planned out my future in my place?"

Thor grimaced, "I planned to inform you when it was relevant."

"Relevant? When would it have been relevant, Thor? While you personally dragged me back?" she said. "I have already said I cannot return to Asgard."

"You must!"

"I can't!"

"Am I missing something here?" Fury asked.

"Nothing which concerns you in any sense," she snapped at the Director. "It is a little too late to catch up, and you are hardly entitled to know every detail of our lives, so I would very much appreciate it if you would give Thor and I a moment alone."

"And I would appreciate it if aliens would stop using Earth for a pit stop," Fury replied. "But that, apparently, ain't happening. As it is, there are too many blanks at the moment, and you seem to have all the answers."

"The answers you seek are the ones I cannot give you," she sighed in irritation, becoming increasingly tired with the repeating conversation.

"It's not as if the information you give will be shared with anyone. Most of it will require Level Nine clearance."

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