Loki,
I hope this letter is finding you well. I am not delusional to the fact that the Allfather is most likely punishing you for your acts on Midgard. I know he will not see the truth that it was not your fault because he is frightened by what the Mad Titan brings. I can only hope that he will not make your sentence too harsh, for I still need you by my side. Life without you would not be life at all, I'm afraid, and I cannot picture a world without you in it.
Poseidon has revealed another prophecy and, unfortunately, I am a part of it. However, a few quests must commence first, so I am unsure of the timeline in which I will finally return home to you. Annabeth, my old friend, says that I may return in two years at the earliest. I do hope she is right, I cannot bear the thought of being away from you for too long.
Have I ever told you the true meaning of the Angasiiar? My love, it is more than just a courting gift between two people. For as long as you have it, the flower represents a life bond. I know it was wrong for me to not mention it. Forgive me, however, for I was scared. You are the one who knows me the best out of everyone, perhaps even more than my mother. I have told you more about myself during those quiet nights in the gardens than I have told my mother when I returned from war. There is just something about you, Loki, that makes me want to become better.
Seeing you in Midgard after all that time apart, it was the best part of my life. I wish we could be together now but the Norns and Fates are cruel to us. Let me tell you this: I love you. I love with all my heart, body and mind. My skin aches for your touch, my mind needs your thoughts. My ears can't live a day without the sound of your voice and I shiver every time you let go of my hand.
I apologize that I cannot write more, I fear that the camp is preparing for a war than do not know is coming. It is only through mine, Chiron, and Annabeth's efforts that the demigods are aware that there is the possibility of a battle of their borders. Perhaps, if we're lucky, there will not be too much harm that comes to these children. It pains me every time that I remember that they have not even had a chance to grow and yet, like me, they are fit in armor and ready to fight.
I must go now, my old teacher has asked for a council. I hope to hear from you soon, my love, for I miss you greatly. If you are not able to write, I will be fine because I can feel you in my heart and I know that you are always here with me. I love you, my Loki, with everything I have.
Yours,
Perseus
He sat back in his chair and sighed, staring down at the paper in his hands. Perseus wasn't even sure if he would even be able to send it to Asgard but he had to try. It has only been three days but, for him, it has felt like forever, and he didn't think he could be away from his love any longer. Still, he knew that he had to stay on Midgard to complete the quests, and he knew that Loki had his own tasks to complete.
The young god was brought out of his musing by a knock at his cabin door and he wiped his eyes, not even realizing that they were getting moist the longer he thought about his heartmate. He took a steadying breath as he slipped the letter into an envelope, "Come in."
"Perseus," The door creaked open and in came a god the green-eyed warrior hadn't seen in a long while. He was about three inches taller than Perseus and had long red hair what flowed a small bit past his shoulders. He stroked his beard as he walked in, his dark green armor glinting softly in the light from Perseus' lamp. He leaned a bit on a smooth oak cane, his brown eyes taking in the small area.
"Hermod," Perseus stood, his eyes widening in surprise. "What are you doing here? Is everything alright in Asgard?"
Hermod nodded, "Yes, yes, Asgard is doing fine. I... Came to see how you were fairing. You were my closest friend during the war. I hope that hasn't changed any time soon."
"It has not," Perseus assured, stepping forward towards the redhead. "You left for a while, old friend. I was afraid that something may have happened to you."
"Actually, my father had me travel to Svartalfheim to confer with some of his allies and write down information about some of their new crafts. I apologize for the fact that I was not able to inform you of my departure, it was rather short notice and the dwarves have taken most of my time."
Perseus shook his head, "It is quite alright, brother. I am just glad that you have been well. Was there something you have come here for? I do not see you here simply for a social visit."
Hermod nodded, "You are correct in that, Perseus. You have always been a sharp one." The redhead gave a small grin when his friend snorted in amusement. "As I have said, you are one of my closest friends. We have fought next to each other, and you have even assisted me when I nearly lost my leg," He used his cane to lightly tap on said limb. "I feel that it is time I returned the favor."
"I fear I do not understand quite what favor you are speaking of, my friend. I would do it again if the need arose."
The redhead smiled softly and inclined his head, "And I for you. However, I still wish to repay you. I understand that you and Loki are together now finally. Fear not, Odin has not seemed to realize that you two have exchanged the Angassiar yet. Loki is safe from the harsher punishments my father is capable of giving. However, I wish to assist you in communicating with your heartmate."
Perseus was confused for a moment until Hermod inclined his head towards the envelope in his hands. His face flushed a bit as he tightened his grip on it, "You are saying- I mean..."
"I understand that this is troubling times, brother," Hermod said gently, moving forward a step. "I am willing to help you maintain contact with your heartmate, and not just this once. For as long as you two are apart, I will assist in making sure Loki hears your words."
"I- Hermod-" Perseus took a steadying breath and his hands shook as he held out the envelope. "Please-" His eyes felt moist but he didn't try to hide his emotions from his friend. "Please, will you get this to my Loki?"
Hermod took the envelope with careful hands and he bowed to the water god, "Of course, Perseus. I will make sure Loki receives this letter. I shall leave now. It was good to see you again. Stay well, my friend."
"Thank you, Hermod. Thank you so much. Stay well, my friend." He sat back down behind the desk in his cabin when the god left, putting his head in his hands. He didn't know how long he sat there but it must have been for a bit as his door opened again.
"Percy?" It was Annabeth. She came in slowly, lingering by the door. She watched her best friend and her eyes widened slightly when she saw his shaking shoulders. "Percy, are you okay?" She knelt in front of him and ran a hand through his hair, "Look at me, what's wrong?"
Perseus' breath hitched as he wiped his eyes with the back of his hand, "Nothing, it's just- I miss him, you know?"
Annabeth nodded, smiling sadly, "I know, Percy. I know this is hard but you will see him soon, you'll see. The time will pass by fast with all that we have to do and, before you know it, you'll be back by his side." She stood up, taking hold of his hands to pull him up. "Come on, let's go for a walk. I talked to the Demeter cabin and they are willing to let us into their garden. Would you like to see it?"
"Yes," He gave a soft smile and laced his arm with hers. "That would be nice."
