Ugh, ok so I'm a bad author…I really need to update more often…meh, nothing much to say other than the depressing fact that I still don't own Thor, just Kaia. Enjoy!

Something wasn't right, that feeling had been nagging at me ever since I dropped Loki off at his balcony. The thing that bothered me most was that I simply couldn't figure out what it was. I paced my room, trying to think of what could be wrong.

"At the rate you're going we'll have to fix your floor again."

"Ha ha," I replied sarcastically.

Sif walked in casually just as I collapsed on my chair near my vanity. She leaned against it next to me, "What ails you, Kaia?"

I waved my hand, "I don't know. I have that feeling that something isn't right, yet I can't figure out what it is."

Sif shrugged, "I have no clue, I have not felt a stirring in the air."

"Yet, I do. I am not sure what is going on but I don't like it."

"Perhaps Loki has something to do with it."

I glared at her, but she remained unfazed. Then, I sighed, "Sif…stop acting like you know him, because you don't. You're his friend yet you act like his enemy."

She thought about my words, "I know...but he's still an arrogant bastard."

I chuckled, "I know, Sif, but he is also a good man, only playing tricks."

Without warning, a loud knock sounded on my door. I opened it to see a young guard, looking breathless, "Easy there, what is it?"

"I am sorry for interrupting, my lady, but Queen Frigga requires your presence in her chambers immediately."

I nodded, "Very well, tell her I'll be along as soon as I can."

He hustled out, leaving me and Sif alone in the hallway. I told her, "Go to the others, I'll be back."

I left the warrior maiden in my room as I flew to Frigga's chambers.

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I landed quietly outside the room, uncertain of what I would witness. What could Frigga want with me? It was all very odd. It must be important, especially since this is soon after Thor's banishment. The same question repeated itself over and over in my mind. Why in the Nine Realms does she want me here? Is Odin in there with her? Is Loki? I knocked on the door and a handmaid bid me enter. As soon as I did, Frigga spoke, "It was so soon…we were unprepared…"

The scene before me I was completely unprepared for. Odin was in there alright, but he was asleep. He was in the Odinsleep…but how? When? I swallowed as I stared down at the slumbering King, "How long do you think it will last?"

"I don't know," the queen begins, "The suddenness of the Sleep gives us no time to evaluate based on signs."

I debated on mentioning Thor's absence and what would be done in terms of leadership, but based on her forlorn look I held my tongue. No need in stressing the poor woman any further. We shared a moment of respected silence before I asked, "Is there anything we can do? Something to estimate just how long this may last?"

Frigga shook her head, "That is something we all long for, yet cannot have."

I sighed as I looked at the man who, to sum it up, saved my life. Abandoned children on Asgard aren't usually wanted, and often die within the first couple weeks. How could he go so soon after Thor's banishment? What had made him lapse into this? "I know what you are thinking," Frigga said.

I admitted the question that burned at me with every passing second. "What needs said that requires us to be alone?"

She looked at me, her eyes grazing over my wings, "You are different, this you are aware of, yes?"

I furrow my brows in confusion, "I am aware…why?"

She inhales deeply, "It is time you knew…but I am not the one to tell you."

I was growing more and more confused by the moment, "You don't mean…but Odin is asleep, how could he tell me anything?"

She gives a small smile, "Perhaps his body is asleep, but his mind is very much awake. I know some, but not all." She sighed, "He was going to tell you soon, but then Thor was banished and everything happened so suddenly…and this is around the time he was going to tell you…" Golden tears slipped from her eyes and I flew over to comfort her, handing her my handkerchief I kept in my pocket. She thanked me and continued, "Go back to where you were and place your fingertips on his temples. You must then close your eyes and let him show you everything. You cannot fight it, or it will all be forgotten."

I hesitated, unsure of my next move. The stern look in the queen's eyes told me exactly what I needed to do. I did as she said and placed my hands on the Allfather's temples and closed my eyes. For a while, nothing happened, but then I felt the pushing, as if someone was trying to push something into my mind. I remembered Frigga's advice not to fight, so I didn't, but that didn't mean I was just slightly afraid of the new information. Suddenly, images flashed before my mind and all was revealed…

"Heimdall, I must go to Alfheim."

The golden guard stared at the King of Asgard, but then nodded and prepared the Bifrost for the King's journey. Odin stepped into the swirling array of colors and was whisked away to the home of the Light Elves. He landed just outside their palace, where their leader, Freyr, stood at the entrance, "You come at an uneasy time, my old friend," he greeted in a graceful voice.

Odin nodded, "I am not here for politics, but answers."

Freyr tilted his head in confusion, "And what answers might those be?"

Odin glanced around, noting all the staring noble elves, "Not here, is there somewhere we can speak that's more private?"

The Elven King nodded and led the Aesir King into the palace, weaving through the many bright halls before arriving at the library. A few Elven scholars were there, picking away at the ancient knowledge within the shelves. Freyr cleared his throat and they scuttled away, leaving the two Kings alone. "Now then," Freyr began taking a seat in a velvet chair, "What is it you wish to know?"

Odin seated himself on a simple wooden bench, "I have taken in a little girl, treated her as my own. Yet, she is no Aesir."

Freyr leaned in, now interested, "Describe her."

Odin proceeded to do so, putting extra emphasis on her odd eye color, wings, and slightly pointed ears. "It was the ears that gave me the idea you might know what she is, for she is beyond my knowledge."

The Elf leaned back, processing this new information. Then, he got up and pulled an old book from the shelf next to him, placing it on a nearby desk for Odin to inspect. "I have heard of those such as you have described to me, only four have I heard of. They are called 'Engler', and they possess great power. I knew one from many decades ago. A woman with red hair and a golden color around her. Her name was Cindra, sadly though, she died. It is said she had a child before she died."

Odin read through the book, everything slowly coming together. So it was true, Kaia was an Engler, a creature of divine beauty and power. "Do we know where they came from?"

Freyr sighed, "Alas, I know not, although legend has it the very first Engler was the creator of the Elves, so for all we know your child is the descendent of a divine being."

Odin nodded, "Cindra…that must be her mother…" He looked up at Freyr, "I thank you for this, my friend. I shall take my leave."

Freyr nodded, "Safe travels…and Odin?"

"Yes?"

"Be careful, her powers are uncontrollable. No matter what, her emotions will always run high. It's in her nature…and I have a small request."

"Very well, what can I do for you?"

"She is one of your family, my friend, and I respect that. However, myself and some of my people would wish to meet her. When you decide to inform her of her heritage, relay this message to her. I want her to come on her own time and willingly."

"It shall be done."

Well…that could have gone a lot worse than expected. An Engler…descendent of a divine? The idea is ridiculous, but at the same time makes perfect sense as to my power, but when should I go to Alfeim? Frigga looked at me, smiling sadly. I managed a half-smile before taking my leave. Would my powers really get the best of me?...No, I've worked with them for years. They rarely erupt. I'll be fine…I hope.

Sorry it's shorter…but I got it done and that's the important thing. R&R! :D