When Loki's consort and soulmate marries his rival to save their son from a curse, a prophecy leads to consequences even the God of Chaos couldn't predict.
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The Unseelie Goddess of War's revenge against Asgard's Dark Prince puts him in a no-win s...
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The throne room was incredible. Not that I'd expected anything less, but the white pillars and sparkling white marble walls, with silver and gold fixtures, made everything that much more impressive. At the end of the huge space, stairs led up to the throne with a large golden male form seated and a female in dark green standing beside him, presumably King Odin and Queen Frigga. Too far away for me to see details as we approached, yet that there was a single throne, not a second for the queen, had me frowning.
"Queen Frigga doesn't get to sit?" I asked Shannon. Was Asgard that much of a patriarchy? I'd thought females had equal rights here.
"They don't spend an inordinate amount of time in here, but like Loki, she conjures one if she wants one," Shannon said. "Usually she likes to move around, and is often dealing with things elsewhere."
As we got closer, a little boy in the in-between phase of baby and toddler gave an excited squeal on Odin's lap. A swirl of rainbow lights was the only clue before the child popped into the air in front of Shannon. She caught the giggling dark haired baby, smooching him on both cheeks and hugging him as he patted her on the face, saying "Mama... Mama... Mama!"
Loki laughed and kissed Aidan on the top of the head. "I think our little boy has missed you, darling. He hasn't even taken his eyes off you to notice me, yet."
I bit my lip in amusement because that wasn't all Aidan was doing. Those little hands were patting at her chest and he kept leaning down towards her breasts. Obviously it wasn't just his mother he'd missed. He was hungry and not shy about letting her know.
"Aidan has good taste," I said to Loki.
He chuckled. "He does indeed."
The tall, emerald-garbed woman with ebony hair joined us. Her green eyes, so like Loki's, danced when she saw Aidan's antics.
"We are relieved to have you home, Shannon, but before Aidan serenades us with his displeasure, perhaps you should feed him. It's clear he's not going to be appeased with a bottle after being apart from you for three weeks," she said. "Odin understands the necessity, but Loki can hide you if you are uncomfortable. It is just us here and I'll seal the room."
She gestured and a wide chair appeared behind Shannon in a swirl of green seidhr. As Aidan's little face reddened and screwed up to howl, Shannon shifted her armour and leathers to expose her breast. Aidan's cry died mid-wail as he latched on and Shannon winced at his enthusiasm. She sank down on the chair with a sigh, cradling her son.
"Thank you, Frigga." Shannon stroked Aidan's hair, smiling as his frantic sucking had calmed.
I couldn't take my eyes off them. She positively glowed with Aidan in her arms.
"Beautiful, isn't it," Loki said quietly.
"Yes," I breathed.
"Mother, I'd like you to meet Prince Elatha, my consort and soulmate," Loki said, his hand warm on my lower back. "Elatha, this is Queen Frigga, the All-Mother."
