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The newly wedded couple sat at the royal banqueting table, smiling and saying their thanks to all those who approached the table bidding their congratulations to them both and passing wedding gifts to the guards standing beside them; taking them from the people and placing them in room beside the golden hall. Leera leaned into Loki, her smile glowing as she way he'd everyone rejoice in their marriage. Odin and Frigga took to the floor in a celebratory dance, followed shortly after by Thor and Lady Sif, whom danced so elegantly, receiving a round of applause. "Once the baby is born..." Loki said, watching everyone dance, but talking into Leera's ear, "... We shall leave, for a time, to Midgard, for what you humans call a 'honeymoon'. We shall go to your home on earth where we first met" Leera looked up into the eyes of her husband and her filled with tears of joy.
"I would like that Loki." Loki grinned and kissed her head, looking back to the people. Leera breathed in enjoying the moment of tranquillity, when she felt a shot of pain in her stomach. Quickly bringing her hands to her stomach to cradle it, Loki shot a look to Leera.
"What is it?" Loki asked, slight worry evident in his voice as he watched Leera close her eyes tight, breathing deep breaths in and out slowly, holding her stomach tightly.
"I think the child is kicking, nothing to worry about" Leera said, slightly uneasy. Loki trailed his hand down to her stomach, placing it on top of her's and closed his eyes, using his magic for the second time to try and feel the child. He searched her womb to get a good lock on the baby's body, and tried to feel for any magic that may radiate from its body. Gasping, but keeping his eyes closed in concentration, Loki spoke "I can feel the child. It seems very content, Leera, Very happy."
"Can you see what it is?" Leera asked eagerly, her voice hit hitched with excitement.
"I shall try" Loki answered, moving his face closer to her stomach, closing his eyes tighter. He could see the outline of the body. The slow movements of the baby's chest rising and falling as it breathed. It was a large child, much to be expected from being the spawn of a frost giant. Delving closer in his mind, Loki looked at the features, slightly blurry in the darkness of the womb. Trailing his eyes down, he saw. Removing his hand and pulling his eyes back to reality, he cupped Leera's face in his hands. "It's... a boy Leera. We are having a son" Leera laughed out loud happily, and wrapped her arms around Loki, and he in turn, quite strange as he never showed this much emotion, laughed so loud, he gained the attention of both his parents and his brother and lady Sif. All four stopped dancing and retreated the dance space, leaving the people of Asgard and headed towards the happy couple.
"And what has made my brother laugh so much with joy, besides being married to this lovely lady?" Thor asked, standing in front of the two, with his parents and now the whole of Sif and the warriors three. Loki turned to face them, holding Leera's hand and spoke.
"We are having a son" Frigga gripped Odin's arm in excitement and he in turn grinned with happiness.
"Congratulations both, he will be a fine man indeed" fandral complimented.
"A son? That is great. Have you decided on names yet?" Sif asked, grinning.
"We have only just found out, though I think it's something we shall decide on tonight as I don't think I shall be pregnant for much longer. He seems rather eager with his punching and kicking" Leera giggled, replying to Sif.
"I am very happy for you both" Frigga said, leaning into Odin.
"Indeed, you will make great parents for this child. The first child to be born into royalty since the birth of my youngest" Odin said, gazing at Loki. Loki looked at Odin for a moment, memories flickering back to the moment Odin told him he was not born of Asgardian blood, and a surge of hate built inside of him. It soon subsided when Leera squeezed his hand, noticing his sudden change in posture, and Loki smiled at his father. Odin too noticed the change in Loki, but did not say anything of it and just replied "come, let us leave this happy couple to their joyful news." Frigga nodded in agreement and all walked away, Thor giving Loki a knowing wink, and walked away.
"Loki, what's wrong?" Leera asked, squeezing his hand. Loki stares at his father, whom looked on at hi people and replied
"I will not let my son live under false pretences. They moment he is old enough to understand, he will be told what he is. Better he knew the truth than to live a life of lies, and then discover who he is through harsh circumstances. At least when he is told at that age of understanding, he will live to learn with his heritage, and live to respect and love both his parents, and to be unconditionally loved in return. I will keep nothing from him, and he will be treated with such love and care that he will never feel different, or under-loved. The same goes for any other child that we might conceive in the future. I will not have them live a life as I have lived. Having everything you lived to love and trust ripped from your heart in a matter of seconds, as if their father dug their very heart from their chest and stomped on it with all their might. I will be a good father Leera. I will be true to my word, and treat our children like the royalty they are. Never forget that..." Loki struggled to put his hate filled gaze from Odin, whom now realised Loki had been glaring at him, until Leera places her hand on his face and turned it to face her. His rage filled eyes faded into nothing but love on seeing her face.
"I have never doubted for one moment that you would be a good father Loki." Leera offered, her eyes saddened.
"Forgive me, I did not mean to lower the mood, especially on this day" Loki replied, lowering his gaze to the table.
"I know. You hurt, I can see that. Everyone needs to let it out. If you keep holding it in, it will control you. Don't let it. I am here, not only as your new wife, but as someone you can unload onto; to listen without judgement. Know that Loki, that I will listen and will understand and not judge. I am not your father or brother. I am your wife" Leera said, her voice lowering. "Come on, let's finish our celebrations alone. I fancy a walk. This atmosphere has made me tried. Too many people and too much drink" Loki nodded and helped Leera to her feet. Frigga held her hand up to the people to silence them as he saw her son and daughter in law rise from the table. Loki looked on at the people and spoke in a loud voice.
"Thank you, people if Asgard, for joining in our celebration of marriage this day. Forgive us, however, as lady Loki has grown tired in her situation..." Loki indicated towards her robust stomach "... And finds herself in need of rest. Please, continue the celebrations to your heart's content..." and with that, there was one final cheer as Loki led Leera behind the drapes, and out of the golden hall.
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Leera stood on the balcony in her and Loki's bedroom, breathing in the fresh evening air. Although it had only been the marriage ceremony and celebratory meal, it took all day, and all of Leera's energy. Loki stood in the darkness of the chamber, arms crossed, leaning against a wall, looking on at Leera. She held on to the barrier and breathed in sharp, another pain coursing through her stomach. Loki noticed this and dropped his arms to his side, striding over to her and placed his hand on her lower back. "Leera, is it pain again?" Leera let go of the barrier and turned into Loki's embrace.
"Yes, it hasn't stopped since the celebration" Leera agreed, her breathing laboured. " I'm sorry, I know it's our wedding night, but I need to rest now. I think I'll go to bed" Leera said pulling away, placing a hand on her aching back.
"I think I will join you. But first, I'm going to get out of these ridiculous clothes" Loki laughed, kissing Leera's head, and watched as she walked away to her dressing table and slowly removed her wedding gown. Loki turned and walked into his washroom. Placing on her loose dressing gown, Leera slipped into bed and sighed in relief as the weight was now lifted from her feet. Loki appeared, dressed in sleeping trousers, and smiled, looking at Leera as he slid into bed. Leera led on her side, her back to Loki. The sleeper prince moved in closely behind her, his head resting on her shoulder, and his arms pulled out in front of him, holding her stomach. Leera rested one hand on Loki's and bent the other under her head. "Goodnight my love" Loki kissed Leera neck.
"I love you" Leera replied, backing into Loki's embrace.
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Wet. Something was wet. Loki felt his hands soaked and thought to himself. He was not outside, in rain. He was not in the washroom, washing his hands. He did not spill a drink. He was in bed, with Leera. What was wet? Opening his tired eyes to a room beginning to brighten with sunlight, Loki pressed his fingers together, under the covers feeling a sticky wetness covering his hand. Frowning and keenly over to look at Leera, he saw that she was asleep. Sitting up against the headboard Loki retrieved his hand from beneath the duvet and looked, wide-eyed at a dripping red hand. Quickly looking to Leera, Loki threw the duvet of her, tossing it to the ground, and sat in horror as Leera's previous White night gown, from the waist down was red. Blood. Loki panicked and jumped from the bed, running to the other side of the bed, kneeling in front of Leera. "Leera wake up! Leera wake up now!" Loki shouted, placing a hand on Leera stomach to stop the bleeding, not knowing where it was coming from. Leera shook awake and smiled into the eyes of Loki, but soon noticing the fright in his face, she looked down.
"No, no, no, no..." Leera said frantically, sitting up, clutching her stomach "... Loki, the baby!" Leera screamed, tears running down her face. For a split second Loki did not know what to do. His mind stopped. And then, he shouted.
"Guards! Come quickly, please!" within a matter of seconds the guards burst through the doors and looked in horror at the lady Loki drenched in blood. "Fetch the healers quickly! Go!" Loki said and the guards ran from the room. For one moment, it seemed a strange experience, but Loki looked to Leera and cried as his love sat in a pool of blood mumbling about poising the baby.
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Frigga could not sleep. The noise of metal slamming against the marble floors was beginning to get too loud. Sliding from her bed, waking Odin in the process, Frigga headed towards the door. The noise now simply defined as running guards. Odin frowned and rushed to the door. Was something wrong? An unwelcomed visitor? A threat of war. Opening the door, wife at his side, Odin barked after one of the two guards running. One kept on running while the other rushed to the king's side. "My lord?" he breathed heavily.
"What is the meaning for this entire racket?" Odin said, and Thor came running down the corridor on hearing the commotion along with Sif and the warriors three, all fearing some sort of attack.
"My apologies All-Father, but we were on an errand for Lord Loki" Thor frowned and Frigga answered.
"What kind of errand would that be that it would cause you to rush and make such a racket?"
"He has sent us to fetch the healers, my queen" the guard said, his breathing back to normal. Thor stood wide eyed ask stepped forward.
"What has happened to my brother?"
"Not your brother my lord, tis lady Loki..." the guard replied, lowering his gaze.
"What has happened?" Odin spoke with authority.
"All-Father, on entering the princes room, after he shouted for us, we looked upon a bloodied lady Loki. She lies in a pool of blood. She fears she may have lost the child" Frigga gasped, and rushed into her room, returning moments later with her gown. Pushing past Odin, Frigga grabbed Sif's arm and rushed to the chambers of her youngest son.
