𝒢𝑜𝒹𝒹𝑒𝓈𝓈 𝑜𝒻 𝑀𝒾𝓈𝒸𝒽𝒾𝑒𝒻 ✓Loki's Daughter Fanfic✓

𝑮𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒇 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑷𝒂𝒊𝒏

CHAPTER 7 + announcement

(SAME DRESS WITH THE PREVIOUS CHAPTER)

Her knuckles bleed and bruised as she punched her hands to the door. She has used everything, her magic, her feet, her chairs, everything to break the door but Loki sealed it with magic when he came to see if she was locked up.

She tried to pass by him, to run but he caught her and throws back into her room, locking the door behind him, sealing it with magic as he left.

That was three hours before. For three hours she has been locked up without water, without news of what has happened. A sharp pain in her heart started a few minutes before but it vanished a few seconds ago.

There she is now, in the corner of her room, with bloodied knuckles, hair messy, eyes red and puffy as she has cried those few hours she has been locked up again inside her room. She hugs her knees to her chest and takes deep breaths to calm her beating heart. She screams and shouts her father and grandmother's name but she took no reply.

Loud footsteps were heard from outside the door and loud voices of the guards shouting to the person to stand down. The door open suddenly and Thor walk inside looking around for his niece and finding her kneeling in the corner of her room, her head to her knees, eyes red and puffy and hair messy.

He shot the guards a warning glance making them bow their heads with fear and close the door when they exit.

He sigh sadly and approaches her, sitting besides her he wrap a hand around her shoulders and bring her close to his chest, his other hand went to her hair, stroking softly her blonde hair ''I need to speak to you little one.''

She shook her head and wrap her arms around his neck, buried her face to the crock of his neck ''Please, I want- I need to stay like this for a little.''

Thor smiles down at her and kisses the crown of her head. He whisper okay to her and tighten his arms around her small form. They sat like that for several minutes till she couldn't keep her eyes open.

He stokes her cheek with his thumb and let a sigh leave from his lips. He scooped her up, one arm around the bend in her knees, the other to her back. Ivanna tiredly rested her head against his chest and fell asleep within seconds.

He carried her to his room as he didn't trust her wellbeing alone with the guards. He had seen the looks they gave to her niece and the words they spoke between them about their deepest desires about her whenever they would look at her, and he didn't like it at all.

Carefully he places her to his bed under the covers, and takes her shoes off of her feet. He was ready to leave when a whimper left her lips and quickly he turn around, kneel beside her and take her hand to his own big ones.

He bring her knuckles to his lips, kissing her bruised knuckles and caress them with his thumb ''What is it Ivanna?''

She whimper and tag his hand to her chest ''I don't want to be alone. I want father. I want him. Please.''

Thor stiffs as he heard the words left her mouth and sigh sadly. Getting on the bed, he laid down beside her and take her to his arms, her head to his chest, her feet between his own and his hands to her back and hair.

He looks down at her and kiss her hair ''He is gone Ivanna. He fell from the Bifrost.''

The moment those words left his lips the first tears fell from her eyes. Her sniffs turn to sobs as she now understood what the pain in her heart was. She looks up at him, grieve and guilt written all over her face ''It's my fault''