Beyla ~ (Loki)

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Frigga walked around the gardens with her close friend who was a brand new mother-to-be. Thor running off into the grass fighting imaginary war criminals while the younger sibling stayed by his mother's side.

Frigga picks up her younger son as they walk. "I don't know, Frig. She's kept me in the gardens most of the time. She might be just a simple citizen. I think the Alfather has overthought her placement. We're no royalty." Frigga shakes her head smiling at her friend.

They take a seat on a marble bench watching the fountain in the beautiful garden. Frigga places her hand on the swollen stomach and feels the little infant kick making her smile. "I know my husband, and he is right about her. She'll be a protector. She'll be a savor of many. She'll make the most lovely daughter-in-law."

Loki watches his mother and pushed on her hand. "Is she in there, mother?" He looks at the protruding stomach questionably.

"Yes, Loki. She'll be arriving soon. You'll be spending a lot of time with the young one." Loki looked up at his mother with a smile. "Like a Friend?" Both of the women nod with smiles of joy.

"What is her name?"

The mother of the Goddess looks down at the young prince. "She will be named Beyla," Loki repeats her name in his mouth over and over again with a smile.

"Thor! Come meet, Beyla!" He yells to his older brother with excitement. Thor trots over wielding a stick. "I do not see anyone. Mother, is he playing a trick?" Frigga laughs at the boys and leads Thor over to the soon-to-be mother.

Beyla's mother looks at Thor smiling. "She'll grow up to be your wife one day, Thor."

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"Come on, Loki! He's coming!" Beyla giggles running through the garden's paths. "Shh." Loki pulls her down to kneel as he hears his brother's forceful steps on the golden stones.

Beyla puts her hands over her mouth to quiet her laughter as Thor walks past them blindly. "Lady Beyla! Brother!" He calls for them.

The two children giggle softly as they disappeared deeper into the bushes. Loki grabs her hand leading her to one of the fountains.

Beyla sits on the edge, dipping her fingertips in the water and tracing shapes in the ripples of their reflection. She raised her hand bringing water into the air in a small stream.

She creates a ball of aqua and floats it over towards Loki. "I do wish I had your talents, Beyla." He watches in amazement as she splits the orb in two and then three, starting to juggle them.

"I FOUND YOU!" Thor's booming voice startled them as he runs through the bushes. Beyla drops her hands soaking the ground. Thor tackles his brother in a hug bragging at his win.

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"My sons! It's time!" Odin calls for his sons at the entrance. Thor arrived on command while his brother stayed closed away in his room.

"Where is Loki?" Odin questions his oldest. Thor shrugs looking from the way he came. "I'm not sure father. He's been in one of his moods."

Frigga looks at her husband with sad eyes. "We will meet you there, love." Odin then leaves with his son to attend the party.