Cold Fire 2 {sequel}

Chapter 18

[ Zani's POV ]

Seeing Faytum made me feel home, but I had to remember that Asgard was my home now.

It was still deserted, and not a swift of wind around. I glanced around firstly before beginning on her walk.

I felt her stomach squirm a few times, grunting at the feeling.

Nerves? Worry?

I had no idea.

Ignoring it now, I heard noises coming from the abandoned palace, and there I went. The main door was creaked open, and slowly I approached it.

Peeking inside, I saw her father sitting on his throne, looking ever so proud.

I watched him before beginning to open the door.

It wasn't until I stopped for seeing a Leviathan creep towards him.

"My king, you have visitors," it hissed.

King? When did they ever--

And right then, Thor and another woman pathed towards my father.

Her hair was simply cut to her shoulders, mixture of blonde. Her dress seemed...

Wait.

Zania had to squint.

Is that me?

I was looking at myself. How was that possible?

Paling as my other figure began to speak, I knew who it really was.

"Loki..." I whispered to myself. Why was he doing this?

"Asgard will be your new home, father. Faytum is no longer in use," Loki spoke within Zania's.

Do I really talk like that?

My father gave them a smile.

"My dear daughter, will you know your place. Just as Laufeyson will, right?"

Damn.

With a small tap to my shoulder, I turned around with a Leviathan snarling at me. Before anything, I felt my body give up and slip to the floor.