Chapter One

Bored with shopping and the fact that her parents were giving her little attention, a seven-year old Tyra ran off to have some fun.

A half hour later, she was at the edge of the city. She saw Loki disguised as Odin. He had a sad look on his face so she walked up to him. "Are you all right?" She asked.

Odin looked down at the tow-headed girl and smiled. "Do you know who I am?"

The little girl nodded, "Yes, you are Prince Loki."

The child's odd response gave Loki pause for a few moments.

"No, my child, I am King Odin." Loki told her.

She stared up at Loki as if she was studying him. Finally she shook her head. "No, you are Prince Loki," she said proudly.

Loki knelt down and placed his hands on the girl's shoulders. "Child, I do not know how you are seeing this, but if anyone should ask, you must say you saw King Odin and not Prince Loki."

The girl squinted and stared into Odin's eye. After several moments she nodded her head, "Okay, I see King Odin and not Prince Loki," she agreed.

Loki chuckled "Thank you child." It suddenly occurred to him she was alone. "Where are your parents?"

She looked towards the city and then at him, "They are shopping," she said and lowered her eyes.

Loki back towards the city, he then looked once again at her. "Will they not wonder where you are?"

The girl shrugged her shoulders. "I don't know.

Loki stood and offered his hand to her. "Come let us find your parents." She took his hand and they walked back into the city.

"What is your name?" Loki asked the girl.

"Tyra," she simply answered.

"That is a very pretty name, for a very pretty girl," Loki told her.

Loki and Tyra walked for half and hour when she finally pointed to her parents. "There they are," she shouted. Tyra let go of Loki's hand and ran to them.

Her mother bent over and brought Tyra into her arms. "Where did you go?" she asked relieved to have found her daughter.

Tyra pointed at Loki, "I was with King Odin."

The woman straightened, took Tyra by the hand, and she and her husband walked over to Loki.

"My King," Tyra's father said, "Thank you for bringing us our daughter. We have been looking for her and did not know where she had gone."

"It is so easy to lose track of a small child. Especially while shopping. That is why it is important to always keep an eye on them. You were fortunate that it was I who found her," Odin said.

"Yes, my King," Tyra's mother said in a nervous voice.

"I swear to you, we will do better," her father told Odin.

Odin nodded and smiled. "I trust you shall." He looked down at Tyra. "It was nice meeting you. Keep better track of your parents. They become lost so easily."

Tyra giggled, "Yes, sir."

Tyra's parents bowed their heads. Tyra's mother nudged her daughter to do the same. The three then walked away. Loki stood and watched until they were out of sight.

He then walked back towards the palace. As he walked he thought about Tyra. The fact she knew who he was meant she must possess magic. Should he be concerned he wondered? He reasoned he did not have to be, most likely he would not see her again.