Beautiful beyond imagination. There was magnificent landscape of the Realm, through the gleaming capital city, modern yet timeless.

The palace rose countless stories tall, gleaming with an other-worldly majesty, towering high above the Realm sprawled out before it.

This was Asgard, ruled by King Bor and his Queen Bestla.

They had three daughters, the eldest being the heiress, Freya. Freya had long silver hair that she wore in a braid down her back and an imperious face with high cheekbones and silver hawk-like eyes. She wore a white silver filigree dress and was always protecting her two precious sisters, especially little Joro.

Frigga, the middle sister, was the most beautiful. She had long wavy blonde hair, worn in two braids down her back. She had blue eyes full of wisdom and knowledge.

Joro was the youngest, with red hair piled in braids on top of her head. She had adorable freckles dotting her nose and bright green eyes.

The three of them were playing in the castle courtyard.

"Look, Joro! Frigga!" Freya said, pointing out a punctured kite. "It's so beautiful!"

Joro and Frigga looked at it.

"It's so sad and broken." Frigga said.

"Not that sad! Look at these beautiful ribbons!" Joro said.

She and Frigga began playing with it.

A man walked over. "That kite belongs to me? Can I have it back please?"

Frigga's eyes narrowed, but kind Joro handed it over.

"Ha!" The man grabbed Joro, hoping for a ransom.

"Sister!" Freya ran forward. "Give her back NOW!"

A stream of ice rushed from her hands, breaking the tree branch and knocking the scoundrel unconscious.

Freya gazed at her hands. "What have I done?"

Frigga helped up Joro and the two started toward Freya.

"No! Stay back! I'm a monster!" Freya insisted.

"You are wrong, Freya. That was very brave what you did to protect us!" Frigga countered.

"That's right!" Joro nodded emphatically. "We won't tell anyone at all! It's a sister's promise!"

"We'll help you conceal your powers. Conceal, don't feel, don't let them know." Frigga chanted.

Frigga and Joro took the three ribbons from the kite and they wrapped them around their wrists and all three chanted. "A sister's promise."