The Unknown

Chapter 31: Sister Dahlia

"You had no right," Frigga said sternly as she paced in front of Odin who was stood on a balcony overlooking Asgard while Thor stood leaning against a wall not too far away, looking unsure of himself. They had just drugged both Loki and Fenrir and placed them in the dungeon while a new fetter was being made for Fenrir.

"I AM KING," Odin shouted as he turned to her, "I have every right. Loki was sentenced to spend the rest of his days in the dungeons which is where he will be. Fenrir will follow the same fate as he has done for the past millennia".

"Imprisoned for all eternity? He's your son, your grandson. Did you not see the scars on Fenrir's body, how he has been treated?" Frigga then gave a small smile and said reminiscing, "can you not remember when they were children?" Odin looked away from Frigga and looked out to Asgard, "do you not remember when Hela would draw you pictures and even if you were meeting rulers from other realms, she would give them to you and you would sit her on your lap while she explained what she drew? Do you not remember how wise Jörmungandr was from such a young age? How he would watch you work, always questioning what was right and wrong? Do you not remember how protective Fenrir was of all of us, his family? How he said every time there was a threat that he would one day be big and strong enough to protect all of Asgard from those who wish us harm". She then looked between Thor, who had his head down, and Odin and said, "do you not remember when the boys would play fight with their uncle and the Warriors Three? You would all be laughing saying that one day they could be fine warriors..."

Frigga's smile disappeared as she looked down to her fingertips for a moment, remembering all the memories of the children, tears stained her eyes as she tried holding back her emotions. Through all the good, she couldn't help but remember the bad that soon came. She then looked back to Odin, her lips tight for a moment before she said...

"Or do you still cling to the fact that Fenrir trusted you so much that when you told him a story of a monster from another realm, that you needed his help to make sure the fetter was strong enough, he followed you blindly. That he tried fetter after fetter on until he said he wanted someone to put their hand in his mouth every time he put a fetter on...clearly, he didn't trust you anymore. Did you see the trust in his eyes fade overtime? Did you hear the cries, the screams of Jörmungandr and Hela as they were dragged from the palace gardens to the bridge? Was there hatred in their eyes when you gave the order to throw them away like they were nothing?"

"ENOUGH," Odin commanded as he took a few deep breaths before turning to his wife and Queen, "what would you have me do? No matter who they were, they are destined to destroy-"

"Who they were?" Frigga said solemn, "they really mean nothing to you?". A tear finally fell down her cheek and Odin had the audacity to reach up to wipe it away but she stood by her beliefs and stepped back, away from him. She clenched her fists and said, "they are my grandchildren. Loki is my son. I do not care what a prophet has predicted when we all know it may not come to pass. Very few prophecies are truly etched into the universe, we know theirs isn't one".

"We must be cautious. This isn't a simple prophecy, this is the end to everything," Odin commanded.

Frigga shook her head slowly as she wiped her tears away and asked, "and what of your plans for Dahlia? She was raised on Midgard; her mother was mortal...she was never mentioned in the prophecy".

Odin seemed to think for a moment. Yes, the half-mortal child was never mentioned, no indication of anyone from Midgard causing any problems for the Asgardians. She didn't have a monstrous appearance and she inherited her mother's mortal ageing so she wouldn't live very long, but she had not only her father's magic but also that of Midgard. It was possible she was involved, prophecies didn't mention everything. It was possible that she could help bring about the end of the nine realms.