I smiled beside Marco as I was ready to let go of his hand. But I felt the sweeping sensation roll over me and everything went black. All of my consciousness was being drained out of me like blood being drawn for a sample.~
''She's coming to.'' A voice was hovering over me, A familiar voice,too. My eyes fluttered open and immediately shut again. That light, I knew it. I groaned and my forearm found it's way over my eyes. Someone chuckled beside me. ''Welcome back.'' They chirped. My eyes opened slowly again and found Fandral's at once. ''There she is!'' Volstagg cheered. ''Did you forget about us already?'' I slowly sat up up to prevent myself from getting any dizzier and looked around the room at the smiling faces of The warriors three and queen Frigga. My eyes shifted to my abdomen and I damn near had a heart attack. I appeared to be about 4 months pregnant and before I could catch myself I felt myself flipping out. ''Oh My god!'' I screeched as I clutched my stomach. ''The growing process was straining itself as you remained on earth.'' Queen Frigga stood behind me and and put her hand on my shoulder. ''Your son has proper room to grow now.'' I looked up at her,disappointed. I wasn't going to get my beautiful baby girl? ''S-son?'' I repeated not really meaning for it to come out as a question.
''Your human friend said you were hoping for a girl. He said he'd be 'dropping you a line' whatever that means.'' Volstagg spoke. ''Then we transported him right back into your hometown.'' I smiled sadly to myself and rubbed my tummy again. ''Thank you.'' I replied. ''We've arranged a nursery for you.'' Frigga said to me as she pulled me along. ''I trust you've read of my companion Eir? She will stay with you until you birth the baby.''
''Like a wet nurse? Or a chamber maid?'' I asked curiously. I knew so little about prenatal care, I didn't think in anytime that I'd fall I guess victim to teenage pregnancy. I forced myself to rephrase that sentence; This wasn't a curse, This baby was a gift. He was mine. Ours.
The nursery reminded me of when my mom was pregnant with Decimus, Except this was more...Golden. A wicker bassinet sat on the far side of the room a mobile hovering over it. The curtains shielded the room from Asgard's sometimes cruel sun. The carpeting had changed when I took a step the ball of my heels sank into the carpet. And the wardrobe had been purposely left open. ''This is how you prepare when people have babies?'' I turned to look at the proud smiling face of Asgard's queen.
''Just you.'' She answered. ''Dinner will be later, I'll send Eir and leave you it.'' She turned to leave and I stuck a hesitant hand put to her. ''I..I wanted to know-''
''About Loki?'' She answered my own question with a raised,golden eyebrow. I shyly nodded and looked down at my feet. ''I'm sorry, But all in due time. Please try to understand that the tension is dying down and Loki is traitor to our people. Our people won't take kindly to you bearing his child.''
My face fell; I felt it. ''Oh.'' Was my only reply. She held a hand out to me,But I refused it and forced a small smile. ''I think I should...fix myself.'' I muttered. With a nod she turned on her heel and sashayed out,even closing the door with a flick of her wrist.~
Malekith paced around the room with a slight smile on his face. 'How strange' he thought as he twirled the Moonstone necklace between his withered fingers. 'This human woman,Has Silver tongue wrapped around her fleshy fingers' Then his lips curled into an uneasy smile and he chuckled a throaty chuckle. You know not what your double betrayal shall brandish...''But I do.''
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Illuminated.(A Loki Love Story)
RomanceCURRENTLY UNDER REWRITE Loki is tasked with the begrudging task of getting Thor a gift for his birthday. Naturally, he picks something easy and typical; a concubine. With the reluctant help of the warriors three he finds the perfect Trollope in th...