Marvel Imangines

Royal Addition - L.O

Melody's POV

As I finished throwing up, leaned my head against the tub beside me. This is like the 4th time I am throwing up these past few days. What kind of sickness is this? I sit there to catch my breath. Finally, I cleaned up and walked out of the bathroom, getting back under the covers with Loki. He pulls me close to his chest. "Go back to sleep, my love." He whispered into my ear. I hoping not to wake him. But, I obeyed him and closed my eyes. 

Time Skip

I woke up feeling slightly nauseous again. But not enough to throw up. I sit up slowly bring my hand to my head, to try to stop the spinning. I let out a tiny groan. "You okay love?"Loki asks from beside me. I nod. Loki puts a gentle hand on my back. 

We go about our day. 

Time Skip

I was reading on my bed when another wave of hit me. I dropped my book and rushed to the bathroom, dry heaving over the toilet since I did not have lunch. All of a sudden I felt a familiar hand on my back. "Love, I think you should go to the healers. You might be incredibly sick. I don't want that for you." Loki said, sitting beside me. I nod, catching my breath. He pushes a strand of hair behind my ear. "Sadly, I have a meeting with Thor and Father. So you'll have to go alone." He adds. I sigh and nod again. I stand up with his help. 

Heimdall's POV

I chuckle at the sight of them. I knew ever since the first day. I watched as Melody made her way down to the healers, nervous for was to expect. A knowing smile creeps onto my face. I can sense she will not be happy in the near future. Neither will Loki. Their future will change dramatically, nor for better or worse. That is up to them. Loki and Melody will have a hard time at first, I'm sure of that, but it will soon grow to better. Loki will become a better person! 

Melody's POV

I sat on one of the beds, twiddling my fingers. Oh how I wished Loki was here to comfort me. 

"Princess?" A healer calls. My head snaps their direction. I could see the healer trying hard to hide the smile on her face, failing miserably. Was I OK? 

"Yes?" I answer, slightly scared. The healer walks over and stands in front of me. 

"Princess, you bear Prince Loki's child! An heir! You're pregnant!" She announced with a large smile. My heart sank. Child? In me? I nod to her and fake a smile. 

"I shall tell the prince right away. How far along am I?" I ask, standing from my place on the bed. 

"7 weeks." She answers. I nod a thank you and walk out, feeling light headed.  

I thought as I walked back to my chambers. Loki and I weren't ready to have a child. Honestly, Loki wasn't father material. But, I wasn't mother material either. I'm so stupid! I should've taken all the right precautions to prevent this! Loki is going to hate me now, I know it. We never talked about kids, and just to spring this upon him? 

I walked into my bedroom and sit on the bed. The whole room was spinning, my breaths were getting shorter. In the corner of my eye, I saw someone walk into the bedroom. I heard them talk, but it sounded as if they were under water. "Loki." I whisper. I need him. "I need Loki." I whisper again. The person put their hands on my upper arms. 

"I'm right here, darling. Calm down and tell me what's the matter." It was him. He still sounded muffled. I drape my arms over his neck using the last bit of energy in me. I buried my face into his chest while he rubbed circles on my back. I tried to calm myself down. 

Finally, I was able to speak coherently. "Loki I need to tell you something." I said, tears pricking my eyes already. What if he leaves me? 

"Yes?" 

I hesitate, should I? Should I savor my possible last moment in his arms? Fuck it, he needed to know. It's his child. What ever he does next, decides if he's going to be a part in kid's life or not. "Loki, I know we never talked about it but...I'm pregnant." I say, pulling out of his arms. Loki's hands resting on my waist as he studied my face carefully. What I didn't see was the little smirk forming on his soft lips. 

"That's what it was." I heard him mumble quietly. I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion. What was he talking about. 

"What?" I asked confused. A full on smile forms on his face. 

"I could sense another life form. But it was so weak, and so close to you. I didn't want to scare you so I didn't say anything. I also sensed something different about you;as if you were growing weaker. This explains your constant sickness...May I?" Loki asks, glancing at stomach. I chuckle. 

"Of course, Loki. It's your child too." I say. He gently placed his hand on my stomach. He thought for a moment. "Wait, Loki, you want this child?" I ask. Loki looks back up at me, retracting his hand. 

"I never wanted children in the past. But, I would never ask you to kill it. Plus, you're the only woman worthy enough to have my children." Loki says. I laugh at the last part. We hug. 

"Thank you Loki." I say, muffled by his shoulder. He rubs my back. 

"Of course love. In fact, Thor and Father were talking about an heir. About having one before it was too late." Love comments. I hug him tighter. Perfect timing then. 

Week 13

I'm starting to show. Loki is extremely protective of the baby. He always wraps his arm around he small bump when he lay down to go to bed. Frigga is guiding me and giving me tips for when she was pregnant with Thor. What I didn't know, is that she told the servants to change my diet to be best for the baby. 

Week 19

Loki and I found out the gender. A girl. Loki's little princess. My bump is bigger. I find myself rubbing it from time to time to soothe the slight pain of my skin stretching. I'm not allowed out in public at all...under prince's orders. But I don't mind. I don't want anybody seeing me like this anyway. Also, I cannot ride my horse anymore. 

Month 6

Three more months of this, and its only going to get worse. Loki told me, next month, I shall be trapped in my room since technically I could go into labor prematurely. We decided to name her Hel Lokidottir. Odin said, when she's old enough, he will name her the new goddess of death. (Ok, so, in true Norse mythology, Hel is the name of Loki's daughter and she is the goddess of death.)

Month 7

This is it. I can go into labor at anytime. Loki has trapped me in my room for extra precaution. Honestly, I'm kinda annoyed by it. I'm pregnant, not dying of a highly contagious disease. But it means I don't have to get up early like I used to have to do. Sometimes, Loki talks to Hel. Small things like, "please don't give you mother a hard time," or, "you will be an amazing queen." 

Birth Day

Tears fell down my face slowly as I tried to control my breathing. A healer dabbed a cold cloth against my head. I moaned in pain when another contraction hit. They were getting closer together. Loki placed a gentle kiss on my temple. "Don't fret love. I promise it'll all be over soon." He whispered in my ear. I bit my lip to keep me from whimpering again. I squeezed Loki's hand, causing him to entwine our fingers together. 

I pushed and pushed until I heard the cries of a baby. My little princess. 

Loki sat next to me on the bed while the healer handed him our baby girl since I was too weak to hold her. Loki gratefully wrapped his arms around her and smiled. "She's beautiful love, just like you." He states. I smile. I crane my neck to see her. The first thing that caught my eye was her hair. Half of it was blonde like mine, the other half was pitch black. I didn't care. She was still beautiful. Her eyes, both of them were a green blue color. Sadly, a healer had to take her away. 

I laid my head in Loki's lap and he stroked my hair, lulling me to sleep. "Rest, my dear. You did a wonderful job." He softly commanded. I closed my eyes. 

Loki's POV

I sat there and thought while being accompanied by my wife and now mother of my newborn child. Her hair. That is probably Father's doing. One side to represent life, the other, death. But, it's not a flaw of hers, but an enhancement to her beauty. I lent down and kissed the top of Melody's Head. Hopefully that mewling quim of a healer come back with my daughter soon.