Love Doesn't Last Forever [Ironfrost]

Chapter 9- Loki

Thor and I walked into the palace and up to the throne room. Mother and father were there but he only payed attention to Thor. Mother walked over to Angelica and I.

"Thor said you were having twins, where's the other one?" She asked in her caring tone.

"With Anthony, that was our arrangement." She nodded before looking down at the pink bundle in my arms. "Her name's Angelica." I told her. She smiled.

"What a lovely name for a lovely little girl." She remarked. "She's beautiful, Loki, absolutely beautiful."

"Thank you mother. Do you wish to hold her?"

"If that isn't too much trouble." I handed Angelica over to her and she held her, cradling her head in the process.

"Frigga, what are you doing?" Father asked once he noticed her absence. She turned to face him and his eyes went wide. "And who is that?"

"Your granddaughter and your son." Mother walked over to him and handed Angelica over to him. Father looked at her in confusion so I walked over to the three of them.

"But you married that Anthony fellow." He stated.

"I know that, but I am able to bare children. You should know this already, your own horse is my son." Father looked up at me with wide eyes before handing me my daughter. "Her name is Angelica if you care to know."

"Of course I care, I just don't want to hurt her." I looked at him in shock. "So far you've been the only one to give me grandchildren and I don't want to see them hurt."

"You know father, Loki had twins." Thor brought up. I glanced to him.

"Then where is the other one?"

"Down in Midgard with her father. We had a disagreement which resulted in the two of us splitting up."

"I'm sorry to hear that. Your chambers are ready for the two of you." I nodded.

"Thank you, father." Thor and I walked along the hallways and arrived at our assigned rooms, which just so happened to be right across from one another.

"You are welcome to switch rooms." I told Thor. "I don't want Angelica crying in the middle of the night to bother you." He smiled warmly.

"Angelica crying will not bother me, brother. She will be fine." I nodded then walked into my chambers. It looked exactly like how I remembered them.

The king sized bed was up against the wall next to us, the dresser next to it, a desk off in the corner, and a large bookshelf against the farthest wall. I walked into the room that connected to mine and awed.

Angelica's room was a light green with gold trim. The crib was up against the opposite wall with a mobile hanging on top of it. There was a changing table next to it and a rocking chair in the corner. She had a miniature desk for when she's older and a small bookshelf on the wall by the door. The room was beautiful.

I looked down to realize that Angelica was asleep. Smiling, I walked over to the crib and laid her down.

"Goodnight my little Angel."