Valkyrie stood before her father's onyx throne, her eyes downcast and her hands clasped behind her back, the silver pocket watch she had stolen still grasped between her fingers, it's delicate hands no longer ticking. Her father was looking at her, disappointment apparent in his coal black eyes. Her ran a tired hand through his long grey beard and said quietly, "Begin."
A demigod with a small scroll stepped up to the right of her father, before the empty throne beside him, and began to read.
"Valkyrie Time, you have been charged with the illegal possession of a Soul and the murder of an innocent. How do you plead?"
Valkyrie raised her deep brown eyes, defiantly meeting her father's gaze, "Not guilty."
The crowd packed into the throne room gasped and chatter began to break out until her father banged his hand on the armrest of his throne, "SILENCE!"
The room quieted quickly and he turned to his only daughter, "Valkyrie, you were caught red-handed with the soul in your possession. How can you possibly plead not guilty?"
His voice was soft, filled with sadness. She knew it hurt him, that's why she did it after all.
"It was only one mortal." She explained, tossing her red curls over her shoulder, "They are like flies, why must we value them so? The power from them should be harvested, not left to rot."
Her father sighed and placed his head in his hands, "Val, I've told you this many times before. The mortals are important, and I think it's time you fully understood that."
Valkyrie cocked her head in confusion as her father stood and announced, "As the god of Time, I hear by decree that Valkyrie Time will be banished to the mortal realm until she fixes what she broke and learns what she needs to."
Valkyrie heard the crowd gasp again as a ringing began to fill her ears. Banished to the mortal realm? What kind of father would do that? She took a step back, wobbling on her tall heels as Time stepped down from the dais to approach her.
"Val, you will understand someday." He said before laying his large hands on either side of her head. Her eyes clenched shut as the room began to whirl, and when the god of Time stepped back, Valkyrie was gone. The silver pocket watch had fallen from her hand and now it clanged on the dark tile. Time wiped his weary eyes with the back of his hand and bent down slowly to pick up the watch. Flipping it around, he sighed at the name engraved into the back.
Fred Weasley
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