Chapter Forty

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Loki slept late the next morning. In his sleep, he had moved down to hug Laney's swollen belly, sleeping contently in that position. It was that position that Laney found him when she woke and looked down at him with a smile. She ran her hand through his hair slowly so as not to wake him. "My whole world," she murmured.

Loki started to wake when he felt Laney moving. He looked up at her and smiled, but it didn't reach his eyes. "Good morning darling..."

"Morning Loki." Laney furrowed her brow the longer she watched him. "Baby, what is it?"

"We just have some things we need to talk about... before the little dinner this evening." He answered, still worried about her reaction.

"Loki... what's wrong?"

Loki slowly sat up after pressing a kiss to her belly. "The morning duties I've had... I have been attending court. I didn't tell you because I didn't want you under any stress." He started off. "When mother filed for our marriage, the council denied my title, because of my heritage. We cannot have a royal wedding; we can't even have a traditional gifting feast... and there will be no titles for you and little star after we are married." He explained, keeping his eyes on the bed.

Laney let out a long deep breath and watched as Loki looked more broken than she had ever seen him. She reached out and gently grasped his chin and made him look at her. "As long as I am your wife, it is all I could ever ask for."

"But you deserve to be a princess, you and little star both... I fought them as best I could, but I can't change that I was born Jotun. Trust me, if I could change that, I would." He said truthfully, glaring at his hand that was currently blue due to his stress.

"Loki, sweetheart. All I have ever wanted has been you, to be tied to you. A title is only a title, your name is forever."

Loki nodded. "It still isn't right for the council to rule like this. I feel like they are trying this as a new way to tear me away from my family." He said sadly.

"Then we will fight if we can," Laney replied. "You are still a part of this family Loki. Title or not. Just because you are no longer called a prince does not mean you are no longer who you are. You are still a prince in my eyes and your family's."

"Mother said that as well. I don't think there is anything more I can do to fight them... I'm not blood and I can't change that." He said, feeling somewhat better to know she still loved him the same.

Laney pulled him forward so she could kiss him. "If we cannot have the title, it's okay. I have your love and your name, and that's enough for me."

Loki returned her kiss, then relaxed. "Thank you... for always staying by my side." He said sincerely.

Laney kissed the tip of his nose as she felt the baby kick forward against Loki's side. "It's the only place we'll ever be."

Loki felt the kick and smiled. "Does she always move closer to where I am?" He asked curiously.

"She does. I think she's going to be a daddy's girl," Laney answered. "She also needs a name."

"Do you still like Willow?" He asked her curiously.

"I do," she replied, "But I also like Star as a name. It's what we've always called her after all."

"Do you want to name her Star?" He asked her, rubbing her belly.

"Do you like it?" Laney asked. "It's not too plain?"

"I do like it and it is not too plain. After all, it is the person that makes the name, and our little star is not plain in any way." Loki said proudly. "What do you think? Do you want your name to be Star?" He asked her belly.

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