So, I know that in Norse Mythology the Norns are only female, but in this story they are not. Also, it is mentioned that Norns may be Asgardian, but they rejected Asgardian rule. This kind of works in that way, kind of, I don't know, I just wrote it. :) I know very little about Norse Mythology. If I make a huge mistake, let me know. Because, as I said, I know little and don't see myself digging to much into it. I have done minimal research about it though. So, at least I tried. Right? Really, I care more about the MCU canon than anything else. We know Thor and Loki fought on Nornheim, but that is much later than this story. Oh! And if anyone would like to help me calculate Midgardian age to Asgardian, let me know! Otherwise they will be in human years. I know, so boring. Well, anyway, that's enough of me rambling. Please comment and favourite/follow/vote. Well then, on to the story!

God bless,

Trekkiehood

~TH~

He was coming out and she was going in. He really hadn't wanted to meet her. She was from Nornheim. Apparently, they didn't get along with them. He didn't know why. He just knew that both of their fathers were having a shouting match in the throne room. That was typically a good indicator that he wasn't supposed to like them. But, his mother liked them. That had to mean something, right?

He wasn't really sure what to think. But, she had run into him. That he knew. It was his fault. She was lucky she hadn't ripped his book. Then he would have been really mad. It didn't matter though, he was still going to get her back. He had one or two tricks up his sleeve.

"Go hide in your room, brother."

Playing pranks was fine though, after all, she had run into him, nearly ruined his book too. She needed to learn a lesson. He was a Prince of Asgard.

"Just because you don't have friends doesn't give you an excuse to steal mine."

She may have been a princess, why did it matter? She wasn't Asgardian. She was from Nornheim. Apparently their enemy.

"Go hide in your books, we're going to play war."

Why should he care what happens to her? She was of no importance to him. Just some girl. A girl who obviously didn't like him. A girl like all the rest. A girl that wouldn't like him any more than anyone else.

"You're to small and week to play."

His father surely won't notice. That would require acknowledging his existence.

"Come now Loki, you know you don't want to play with us anyway. Go hide in your Library. Take a break, you deserve it."

After all, it was his library. She deserved it.

~L~

She hadn't meant to meet him. He had run into her. It was his fault. It was her library. Well, technically, it was his library, but she had adopted it. He didn't seem to like her very much. Not that she blamed him. He probably knew. They never liked her once they knew. But it would be different for him. Wouldn't it? Why would he care she was half Asgardian? He probably cared more about the fact that he was she was half Norn. Unless of course, he thought her mother was a traitor. She got that a lot. Her mother was a traitor to the Asgardians, and her father to the Norns.

I suppose Loki hadn't given her such a cruel look. It was more of angry glance. Could have been because she made him drop his book. Maybe. She couldn't tell. She would just ignore him. She ignored everyone else. Why not him too? That's what she was supposed to do, right?

"You don't need anyone else. You have your mother and me."

As long as she had her father and...

"You are a princess of Nornheim. "

Was she supposed to befriend an Asgardian Prince? Certainly not when her father seemed to have such hatred for them.

"An only child."

She didn't need friends.

"They don't deserve the only heir as their friend."

Really she didn't deserve them. Who was she? Princess of Nornheim? What did it matter? It was just a title. A title many would argue she did not deserve. She didn't need friends.

"They don't deserve you."

She didn't deserve them.

~L~

Frigga hung her head as she stood outside Odin's halls. The shouting hadn't stopped. It was getting late. Later than usual. She was tired of all this, but she knew it would not end anytime soon. She had hoped, just for a moment, she had hoped. They did not know she saw. Which is rare. Loki can usually sense her presence. Today, he had not. When The young Prince and Princess had collided she had dared to hope a friendship might be sparked. She was wrong however when Loki gathered his books and rushed away, Samire running in the opposite direction.

She was worried about them both. Loki was her son, it was her responsibility to worry. But, Samire, she had sparked something in Frigga. Maybe it was the lack of daughters, maybe it was the girl's lack of a mother. She wasn't sure. But, she was lonely. Oh, so lonely. Samire had the same eyes as Loki. Those sad lonely eyes that try to say everything is alright, and yet, nothing truly was.

Loki worried her greatly. She had heard Thor's cruel words. She had been about to say something when Loki's eyes begged her not to. So she had stayed hidden as Thor and his friends left Loki alone. He had explained that it was okay. When his friends left, Thor would come back and apologize. That it was just a show, he understood, and it was fine. But, Frigga knew it was far from fine. She knew that Loki adored Thor. That all he wanted was his older brothers approval. But Thor, now nine, seemed to have left his brother, his best friend, for a new crowd, and Loki, so small for eight, was left to retreat into himself. It broke the Mother's heart.

Samire seemed to suffer a similar fate. Only, it seemed to be her father. While Loki had long been ignored by Odin, much to Frigga's dismay, he was used to it. But Samire, she seemed to be very close to her father, at least until her mother's death. That alone was hard on a seven-year-old. Add her father leaving her alone in a foreign castle while he went to shout and yell at Asgard's King. It was unfair to her.

As much as she wanted to, there was nothing she could do. She couldn't force them to be friends. That would only cause more problems. No, she would have to wait. Wait, and see what would happen. Wait, and hope that the two lost children would find a friend.