The Norse God father

Forget

Three years later.

"King Loki!" A guard says walking towards him, his pace is fast.

Loki turns his scepter gleaming, and his helmet shining. "Yes, what is it?"

"You have a dignitary from Vanaheim here to see you." The guard.

Loki sighs. "I did not get note of this visit nor did I say Heimdell could open the Bi-Frost to anyone."

"Shall I have Heimdell come to you?"

Loki shakes his head, "Just tell him to not open the Bi-Frost to just anyone." He says.

"Yes, my King. The dignitary is waiting for you."

Loki sighs. "Fine, have him come to the throne room."

"I believe he is a waiting for you there."

Loki raises his eye brows. "Well then, I guess I must go meet him in my throne room." He says turning away from the guard and walking down his halls.

"My King!"

Loki stops.

"He's brought a young girl."

Loki nods, and walks away. A child? He hasn't been in contact with a child, or young girl since... since a very long time.

Loki walks up to the throne room doors, the two guards opening them for him. Two people stand in the room. A grown man and a teenage girl. For a near second, he thinks Ella, but just as the thought came it fades. This girl's hair is flaming red, and her skin pale as snow.

"Greetings, may I ask who you are? I do not believe we have met before." He says to the man.

He looks a bit older then him, yet his eyes widen as he looks at him. "Excuse me for saying this but you look older than I thought you were,"

He looks to the man, to the girl, who is in probably her nicest clothes, it clicks.

Oh, that's why they're here.

"I'm sorry, I am not a teenager nor am I in need of courtship." He chuckles. "Especially from a teenager. Excuse me dear are you 16?"

"17." She answers her face still calm. And she seemed a little relived.

The man's face turns bright red. "I am deeply sorry your Majesty, we were told otherwise."

The girl with the red hair smiles. "Thank you so much for your time! We are sorry to bother you!" The girl grabs the older man's arm and drags him away, and out the door.

Loki lets out a small laugh. A woman enters the room, her regal ginger colored hair flows down her back. "What was that about?"

"A misguided dignitary from Vanaheim. He believed me too be a teenager, and in need of a courtship."

"I didn't tell him I was in a courtship until he realized I was about 5 years older than the girl." Loki says turning towards her.

She laughs, "The lucky girl, if you were actually closer to her age she would have had to put up with you!"

Loki smiles and walks up to her taking her in his arms. "Oh please, as my highest councilor you were not paid to taunt me.

She smiles jokingly. "I do not taunt you," she says.

Loki smiles, "Yes you do, you know you do. You also think it hilarious."

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Okay, I edited the little relationship out because I didn't see it helpful to the plot anymore