The Light Elves were those of young deities of nature; and the most beautiful voices and story telling.
More beautiful than the Sun, the Light Elves were held in such a high stance.
And the young Princess Dahlia was no exception. Daughter of Freyj...
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At the end of January, Clint returned to SHEILD once again. His vacation from work was over, and while he wouldn't be going on any missions any time soon, he needed to be in DC for just a few weeks yet again.
Dahlia had moved out of the small bedroom on the highest ranking level. She now shared a room with her best friend, her sister, Natasha Romanoff. Their room was the largest in the building, consisting of two bedrooms, a bathroom, a kitchen, and a living room. It had the latest technology and was fully upgraded to Romanoff's liking.
While Clint had been with his family, Natasha took on the role of being Dahlia's prime caretaker. She had spent the last month working with the Princess. She wanted to teach her how to fight, how to lie, and how to observe. She wanted Dahlia to be perfectly prepared for anything that may pass her way.
Natasha has fully submerged herself into Dahlia. And it wasn't in a romantic way, it wasn't in any other way than just as a sister. Natasha had never once cared for another woman as she did for Dahlia, not since the red room.
Fury had commented that Dahlia was her biggest weakness now. That was why Natasha wanted Dahlia to be able to protect herself.
She truly felt that the Princess was her sister.
During their first few lessons, Natasha quickly learned that she wasn't weak. In fact, Dahlia possessed strength unmatched to many. As a deity, her strength outmatches Natasha's greatly. However she was untrained and sloppy; Natasha beat her every time.
The Spy also learned that strength was not Dahlia's only hidden talent. The Princess was quick on her feet, faster than any normal human being. She had great agility and fast reflexes. The Princess was flexible too.
With proper training, Natasha was confident that Dahlia would be a strong fighter.
Of course, that would take time. And Fury had only just allowed Natasha to start training Dahlia to become an agent. Though both the Princess and the Spy were unaware, Fury had plans in making Dahlia a SHEILD agent. He needed her to be on the same level as Natasha, no matter how long it took.
And so Natasha worked Dahlia.
They went for jobs early in the morning. She taught the Princess gymnastics and how to stay light in her feet. She taught her how to throw a punch and how to block one.
And Dahlia loved it. She loved sparing with her friend and learning how to fight. Light Elves were never the kind to fight; she didn't even know how to properly make a fist. But she loved every part of it.
It was the exact kind of adventure that her mother wanted for her. And she longed for it.
It also helped rid the burden of the fact that she had now been on Midgard for a little over two months, with absolutely no signs of Loki or anyone coming to get her.
