Part 3

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Odin Allfather stares out at his kingdom. The ravens fly up to the balcony, land at his side. 

Odin turns away from the window. His wife FRIGGA sits at a vanity and tries different earrings before the mirror. 

"Do you think he's ready?" Odin asked his wife.

"He thinks he is. He has his father's confidence." Frigga responded

"He'll need his father's wisdom." He commented 

 "And his humility?"

Odin reacts. 

"Liam won't be alone. Camila will be at his side to give him counsel. Have faith in your children." She pouted

"Yes, but Liam's still a boy. He could be a great King..." Odin stops, notices his hand shaking. It seems to be out of synch temporally with the rest of the world, leaving a trail as it moves. He stares at it determinedly, concentrating, trying to stop the strange event through the force of his sheer will. Finally, the occurrence subsides, his hand normal once more. A worried Frigga covers his hand with her own. "...if we only had more time."

"For once, our son needs something we cannot provide," Frigga said. 

"I can fight it a little longer..." Odin complained

"No. You've put it off too long! I worry for you." He touched her cheek. 

"I've destroyed demons and monsters, devastated whole worlds, laid waste to mighty kingdoms, and still you worry for me?" 

"Always."

"Not today. Now come kiss your king... while I'm still king." He pulled her close, and they kiss.


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