Realization.
- the act that someone partakes in when they are aware of specific information.
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3rd POV:
Unbalanced.
An emotion Allegra had not felt in years, currently present in midst air.
She had experienced emotions of furiosity, mischievousness, determination, amusement, and respect towards her peers.
If, respect was given back to her.
Yet, the latter emotion was dug out and crumbled the facade she had withheld for years.
All influenced by the very god, who sits on his knees before her.
The God of Mischief.
Loki's head was knelt down, along with his body. An act that he would never give the pleasure to anyone else of viewing.
Yet, for her, he would give her all of Asgard with all the realms included if asked to.
He was kneeling before his queen. His lady.
Allegra, who had kept an aim of her swords towards the god, outburst in outrage.
Something, she rarely never does.
"What are you doing?!" Her guarded heart was overwhelmed at her opponent's vulnerability.
Allegra didn't yearn for that. She wishes for him to resume what he started. Yet, it appears that the dance of clashing weapons has come to its finale.
Was her soulmate really surrendering?
She watches, as Loki tilts his head up. And as their eyes met, Allegra takes in a sharp inhale.
His rich emerald eyes shone of nothing but admiration...,and regret.
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