Y/N and her two sons live a quieter life after the death of her husband, guiding her children to worry of much needed training and getting along despite their differences. Until the day comes where she figured out her sons have been going behind her...
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"Wow, now THIS looks like a city."
"Welcome to Niõavellir, Miss and little brothers."
The scene so far was still warm, rocky landscapes with what looked to be small wooden houses. It could obviously be compared to any other city, yet in size it would be deemed a play area for children. A dwarf male noticed the boat, not wasting time to run off and scream what sounded to be warnings.
"Such little houses.."
"Duh. They ARE dwarfs, you dingus."
Atreus slightly shoved his older brother's shoulder as they continued down the watery path, watching as the others did the same as the first male dwarf did when they laid eyes on the new comers.
"They're running, too.. I wonder why.."
Y/N's scarred brows knotted together at this, she thought visiting this place full of people who wouldn't attack would be nice, she had a few questions to ask regarding their current stances as well as who they followed. She wouldn't be surprised if Odin himself had been their shoulder to cry on, he's known for invading and making do with what he can to claim things as his own. These poor people are running away, rather than staring or being nosy. She assumed that they are seen as threats or some sort of executioners for the small humans.
"An alarm.."
"I'd only sound an alarm like that, if I still had my body, and was fearing the notion of being detached from it."
A hum.
"I see. So they do see us as their enemy.. Think they have any Dwarven warriors to protect them?"
"Unlikely. They're all sitting ducks, pigs ready to be slaughtered."
"Hm."
The boat eases through the water at a steady pace, passing by more bridges and homes as a loud sound of alarm rings throughout the city.
"But why? We don't. Exactly look like a bunch of killers.. Well, me and Atreus. Not sure if they see mother as a threat, with her weapons and all."
"No, I don't think it's that Morpheus.."
More of the small race hurry to get out of one's view.
"Just, stay alert. Something may be creeping around these walls."
The tow nod their heads, the alarm making the young woman uneasy, yet she ignored it and pushes through. They soon find a dock and she shifts the boat to it's side, making it easier for everyone to leave it. Stepping off the conveyance and onto a flat surface and grabbing the head to place behind her body, they all jog across to get to one of the houses, the mother stopping more behind them as she looks around quietly.
