Moonlit love

Sixteen

~Luna's POV~

I sigh as the celebration begins to die down as most of the guests, and Thor, drunkly stumble out of the room. I lean against one of the many pillars as the number of people in the room get smaller, wish I could be like that. But I'm still a kid to everyone, I can't drink to forget, I could I would have an excuse to continue avoiding father. I feel someone lean on my shoulder and look out of the corner of my eye to see a drunk Fandral leaning against me. I glare at him and push him off of me, making him stumble and fall flat on his face. I stop leaning against the pillar and begin walking to the door, only for a hand comes to rest on my shoulder. I look over my shoulder to see father was the one who placed their hand on my shoulder. I motions for me to follow him and I sigh before nodding knowing there's no way I can get out of this. I follow him as he leads me out to my most favorite place in all of Asgard, the gardens.

I stay silent as we walk through the gardens, wanting to be anywhere than here with my father. I watch as he sits down on a stone bench and pats the spot next to him, wanting me to sit down. I awkwardly sit down next to him, messing with one of my bracelets as I wait for him to begin yelling at me.

"My daughter, I am not mad at you for what occurred when Thor departed for Midgard" Father says and my eyes widen as I turn to look at him.

"You, your not mad?" I ask in shock.

"No, I am not. You followed your instincts and did what you believed to be right. You will make a wonderful Queen one day Luna" Father says with a smile.

"I doubt it, Thor's next in line not me" I say as I look out at the sky, my eyes glowing as the sun going down with a snap of my fingers. With another snap of my fingers the moon is up, no longer needing to use my swords to lower and raise the sun and moon. I guess it has something to do with the headpiece that mother gave me. Ever since I got it I haven't had to use my swords to channel my magic as much as I used too.

"Listen Luna, your mother and I are worried about you, you have not been yourself since you and Thor returned from Midgard. What happened on Midgard?" Father asks and I sigh knowing I won't be able to hide what happened.

"I um, I met someone. On Midgard, and I fell for him. Hard" I say as I look at my lap.

"You did what?!" Father yells making me flinch.

"Father I-" I begin to say but he cuts me off.

"It is forbidden for Asgardians to love mortals! You have broken the most important rule of all Luna!! I forbid you from seeing the mortal and you will no longer be able to leave Asgard! You will be locked away and kept under supervision at all times!" Father yells as he stands up.

"You have no right to do that to me!" I yell back as I stand up as well.

"Yes I do for I am your father Luna!" Father yells at me.

"No your just a foolish old man who doesn't when to shut the hell up and accept the fact that I'm old enough to make my own decisions in life!" I shout as I glare at him.

"Do not disrespect your father!" Father yells at me as he gets in my face.

"You lost the right to be my father the day you put me through those painful tests! You sat by and did nothing!!" I yell as I push him away from me.

He flies backwards giving me enough time to run back into the palace, my cape flowing behind me as I run. I run all the way to my room, tripping and stumbling slightly as I throw the door to my room open. I quickly shut and lock the door, leaning against it as I try to catch my breath. I feel tears well up in my eyes but I hold them back knowing crying will get me nowhere. I quickly go over to my desk and make room on it, grabbing paper and an ink quill. I begin writing my goodbye letters to Thor, Loki, and mother knowing that I can't stay here any longer. Once I am done with the letters I quickly changed into Midgardian clothing. I was going to go back to Midgard, and no one was going to stop me from achieving that goal. I quickly pack myself a bag and I walk over to the balcony doors just when someone begins banging on my door.

"Princess Luna open up! Odin has demanded that we take you to the moon towers!!" guards yell from outside my door.

I quickly throw open the balcony doors and run out, jumping over the railing, plummeting towards the ground. I land on the ground in a kneeling on one knee position, making a crater behind. I quickly run as far away from the palace, leaving the place I've known since a child behind me. I was heading towards the one place only Loki and I know about, the secret bifrosts that are all over Asgard.

~Frigga's POV~

"My Queen!" One of the guards yells as he run into my study.

"What is it?" I ask with worry in my voice.

"Princess Luna has disappeared, and we found these on her desk" the guard says as he hands me three scrolls. One was addressed to me and the other two were addressed to Thor and Loki.

"Alert my husband of her disappearance and form a search party. Search all of Asgard if you have to but find my daughter" I say and the guard nods before he bows. He quickly runs out of my study to do as I told him to while I open the scroll addressed to me.

'Dear Mother,
I am leaving Asgard due to father getting mad at me for something you said I would do one day. That is right, I have fallen hard for a man that I met a while ago, but not for a man here on Asgard. The man I love is on Midgard and father did not take the news well, he decided to forbid me from seeing my love. He wants to lock me away in the moon towers of moon all because I am in love. I am sorry I couldn't tell you in person and I hope you understand for I am leaving once I finish this letter to you. I love you mother and please give the other two scrolls to Loki and Thor.
Love, Luna'

Tears come to my eyes as I reread my daughters goodbyes to me, my sadness turning to rage at my husband. My daughter is gone all because my husband was to selfish to notice how happy the mortal would make our daughter. I grab the two other scrolls and walk out of my room heading to Thor's room. I plan on giving him the scroll addressed him him and wait in order to comfort him.