Chapter 3

Being a kid means to be able to enjoy every grand moment one experience. Such was the case with Jace. While his grandparents and uncle observed him and his large appetite, he smiled and laughed despite his full mouth. Being an adult, however, is different. There was fear and worry behind Chiara's smile. Her eyes showed it. To sit in the large hall with a huge table filled all kind of food. She observed her surroundings most of the time and barely ate anything. Jace glanced at his mother a couple of time and said, 'eat Amma, this is delicious.' Chiara merely smiled without obeying.

When the food was almost finished and Jace was finally full, he was more comfortable and brave. 'Can I see my father?' he asked nervously but without any sign of regret or fear.

Looks were exchanged but before they could deny, Chiara spoke, 'I think that you should allow him.' Her words surprised them.

'I am not sure whether that would be a good idea. He is not in place where he should visited.' Thor replied in his deep and confused tone.

'Jace knows everything about his father. I think that he should be allowed because Jace only came here to see him.'

Once again her words astonished them. Jace looked at them with eager as awaited a reply, but once Chiara interrupted them, 'but… I think that I should see him first. I just want to talk to him, and then I will call you, alright?' She looked at Jace as she waited for objections or protests but nothing happened. She merely smiled and nodded. Chiara looked at Thor again, 'where is he?'

'I do not think that this is a good idea.'

'I know that it is not, but I have promised Jace for a very long time. He has been patience. Maybe after this meeting we can finally move on with our lives.' Chiara tried to avoid Jace's astonished face for it was clear that Jace was not there to move on. He wanted to meet his father. He had other plans.

Frigga smiled to Jace but spoke to Chiara, 'how come that he is so fond of his father when he knows the truth?'

Chiara swallowed and sighed, 'I have not taught him to hate.'

Despite Thor's better judgment, despite Frigga's worried looks, despite Odin's request, Chiara and Jace wanted to see Loki. Chiara managed to be stubborn but only because she could see in their gaze that they all wanted Jace to meet his father. In the end Odin gave his consent and Thor brought them to the jail, which was rather looked like a castle. He glanced at them both again and asked, 'are you sure you want to do this?'

They both nodded and Thor disappeared behind the doors for a while. This gave Jace a lot of time to argue with his mother, 'why do we have to move on, Amma?'

'Jace, you are too young to understand.'

'But you said that I should not hate him. Have you been lying to me?'

'Don't you ever dare to say that to me? I have been nothing but honest to you, despite the fact that I regret it dearly. I have stolen your childhood. I have really trying hard to make you happy but I am not going to throw your life away for a man that doesn't deserve.'

Jace was not able to reply as Thor appeared again. Chiara breathed heavily and then caressed her son as she said, 'you just have to trust me, Jace. That is all I am asking for.'

Jace nodded with a tear in his eyes, which broke Chiara's confident as she walked in. Thor stayed behind with Jace but a guard guided her to the cell. There was a silence in the room which frightened her. She felt how something was following her step as if something horrible was about to happen. The guard pointed to a cell and then turned around to walk away. She watched him for while but then she stared at the cell as she calmly approached it. The closer she got, the more she saw of him. The fair skin, the black hair and the blue eyes observed her with confusion. Thor had already told him. It could be seen in his gaze. The confusion was more like disbelief but as she appeared his expression changed. She distanced herself from the cell despite the fact that he could not touch her. She had truly forgotten how much Jace looked like his father.

He rose from the bed and stepped closer to the glass that kept them separated. For a while he merely observed her but when his gaze began to dig into her mind she spoke, 'I don't what Thor have told you but…'

'I thought it was desperate attempt to redeem my dark soul.'

His voice almost stunned her. She felt as if she had travelled back in time. His voice began to bring back all the old memories which were beneath nine years of promises. The music, the bar, the moon, everything began to rush back into her mind. She pulled herself back and spoke again, 'it is true.' His gaze changed, and he turned around to hide it. 'What is his name?'

'Jace'

'Does he know about me?'

'He knows everything.'

'And yet he wants to see me?'

Chiara remained silent. He turned around to look at her again, 'did you tell him to not hate me?'

'I did not want to teach him hate.'

'And he obeyed. That is quite curious.'

'He thinks that he doesn't belong on earth.'

'Well, that would give sense given that he is my son.'

'He is just confused. The powers don't really help either.'

'He has powers?'

'Like yours'

'Does he use them wise?'

'He tries to, but it is hard to control them when he gets emotional.'

Loki smiled and then he returned to his bed, 'and what do you want me to do?'

'Just talk to him for a little while. He just need to get this idea out of his system, and then we can return.'

'You really think that they let you.' Loki smiled mischievously.