The ship full of the survivors of the fall of Asgard were floating throught space. The windows showed the never ending galexy and the sway of the ship fliying felt the rolling of waves.
Loki was reclining agenst one of the windows, he was not yet asleep but sill in a sleepy daze from the battel earlyer that day. He heard a small noise causeing his relaxed body the tighten and once again be alert.
The ship was full of thousands of sleeping Asgardians but this sound was unlike the soft breathing that filled the air, It was quick breathing with undertones of pain.
Loki got up, streached and started to silently move about. Tip toeing over the bodys of the agusted people. When his keen ears picked up the sound once again.
Loki turned a corner and his eyes meet with the sight of a maiden laying on the ground leaning her back agenst a wall. Her wild red
hair dangled in her face. She was a beautiful woman. Then Loki spotted her hand lay upon her obviously pregnent belly and her forehead was shining with beads of sweat. This was hopefull not what it apeared.
The woman let out a finel breath before her body finaly relaxed and her bright green eyes opened to meet with Loki's worried face.
"Your highness!" She said, her eyes widdened and her heart raced she looked back down to her belly ashamed to have him of all people see her in this state. The Prince knelt down so there were at the same level. "Darling, are you alright? Should I call a healer for you?"
Her eyes never left her struted stomach. "No, Your highness. Please leave me, I have no right to your graces." She spoke as though she was worthless a feeling the Price knew all to well.
Loki opened his mouth to speak when her back wrenched and her breathing became erratic. He quickley grabed her, his long fingers intertwined with her delicate hand. "Shhhh.. its ok, breathe. We will get through this one." She kept her gaze on her rapidly shaking chest. "Hey, look at me. Keep your eyes here. Watch... breath in... out.." She stared at his thin lips as they opened and closed with her instructions The Prince couched her through the worse contraction thus far. Her body relaxed causing her to lay back on the medal wall behind.
Loki let out that last breath he was holding. "Where is your husband?' He said pushing himself to sit beside her.
The woman firey hair dangeld in her face. Loki pushed away a log curl reviling her tears. "He's gone, he layed down his life for Asgard yesturday." She choked out. He wiped her tears and gave her a reasuring smile, remembering the one man that was brutaly murdered by Hella. "Darling, you had a noble man, and he bravery will be in this small creature. Mark my words." His hand came to reast on her tummy, and stayed there for a beat before he quickly pulled away.
Loki had felt the baby move, he had never felt somthing so private and precious.
She smiled as his eye widdend and a vail of red bush ran over his face.
"I beg you forgivness" he rushed to say as she giggled. It was the first time she had let joy fill her after her love Shiare had left this world.