"Are you sure, brother?" He asked nervously, even somewhat guiltily. I flash him a smile, not a real one but he can't tell the difference. "I am sure." I told him smoothly. "Now, go! Spend time with your friends; there is some training that I have to do anyway." I didn't even stay long enough to hear his answer. I spun on my heel and walked away. I felt the fake smile fall off my face as I walked down the exceptionally long hallway that my room resided on. I pressed my mouth in a straight line and I felt my stomach about fall from underneath me. I quickened my pace so as to reach my room before they left. The moment I reached my room, I walked to the window and looked out. I watched Thor as he greeted his friends as they each joined him one by one. I turned my back on the happy picture in disgust and jealousy. I walked slowly across the room towards the mirror. The closer I got the fast the temperature dropped. The temperature was far below zero by the time I reached the mirror. I watched as my face slowly turned blue and my eyes turned red. I looked to be the age of what midgardians called a teenager, but I was far older than that.
For as long as I can remember I had believed myself to be an asgardian, but it would turn out, I was wrong. I believe I was never supposed to know, but I do now. It had been an accident my finding out. I don't normally join in on the excitement that everyone has when snow comes. I see no need. Normally I stay in my room and wait for it to pass. This past time however, there was something I needed (I can't even remember what it is now, the shock of the revelation still to fresh for anything else to register in my memory) and I had gone out in search for. Since I had never been out in the snow, I didn't know that I was supposed to feel cold, so I thought nothing of it. When I got back inside I turned to tack off the large jacket and froze. I stared in horror at my reflection. I had heard and seen images of Jotuns but I hadn't seen one in real life. Until then. I knew then what I was, I didn't know why but I knew. I had been lied to my entire life.
I have yet to broach the subject with my supposed family, and I didn't expect to do so anytime soon. Since I had figured out my true heritage I have started isolating myself and distracting myself by throwing myself in my magic training. I cannot help but wonder to myself who knows what I am. Does Thor know? Or is it just Odin and Frigg that know? I shake the thoughts off and I felt the room heat up. The blue left my face and my eyes returned to their green color. That is not important. Not yet anyway. I will mast my magic, become one of the strongest mages in all of the realms, to make it a far fight should it come to that. I felt my lips curl into a small smile. Oh yes I will be ready.