It was now clear to everyone, as to who Aryln's soulmate was. Odin stood up, and he held Gungnir.
"It seems we did not have long for Aryln to find her soulmate. We shall schedule the wedding of Aryln, Princess of the Angels, and my son Loki, Prince of Asgard, for the second sunrise after tonight's full moon. You are all dismissed." Odin announced. The alfather then proceeded to return to his throne.
"As it is still mid-day, we would still like to see how well you are skilled in the art of war. Thor, will you lead Princess Aryln to the Training Arena. Tyre will handle her training, for there is always the need of improving the skills you are strong in, as well as those that you are not." Thor nodded.
"Come Princess, the Training Arena is this way," Thor said, leading her through the corridor that led out of the throne room. Aryln, followed, still holding on to Loki, pulling him along with her. As they neared closer to the Training Arena, she could hear the clashing of swords, and the groans of men, as they trained against each other. When they reached the door, Thor looked at Aryln's silk dress.
"Aryln, you might want to change before you go into training. Tyre is great at finding the perfect set of armor to fit you," Thor told her. Aryln laughed.
"Oh Thor, I don't need to be fitted, I've got my own armor. It is also specially made to allow me to use my wings," Aryln told him. Thor looked at her skeptically. Aryln snapped her fingers, and instantly her clothes changed, and she now wore her own kind of armor. Loki smiled, knowing Aryln's power.
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Loki: The Frost King of Angels
FanfictionLoki has known Aryln, for a long time. She is princess of the Angels of Alfheim, and was born with a soul orb. An angel's soul orb leads their owners to their soul mates, and once their mate is found, their ultimate destiny unfolds. if Aryln's...
