Long Lost Love

Prologue

A/N: To make things easier on my brain all the ages are in Midgardian years. Please Review!

He was nine when his father brought her to Asgard. He said that he had found Frey's twin sister. He said he made a promise to find her. Now a few years after Frey's death he had found her living in Midgard, only a young girl. Knowing that she had no living family in Asgard, she was to be adopted into the royal family.

Needless to say, Thor was excited to have a little sister, and Loki will admit that he entertained the idea. It would be nice to have a girl around the palace to prank and tease. That was, until he saw her. Even at her young age, maybe seven, she was quite beautiful. She certainly was her brother's twin. She had scarlet red hair, full lips, and the most unique golden eyes.

She looked severely uncomfortable in the frilly, pink dress she wore. Father led her in Frigga's direction, Loki and Thor standing at her side. Introductions were quick, the bulk of them would be at dinner.

Freya was scared, there was no doubt about that. She was a seven year old - who had a knack for reading people, and causing strange accidents - in a strange, beautiful, new world. Despite all that, she had a feeling this would be a good thing. A very good thing. For now.