I woke up again as father came into my room. "You need to get up and get ready. The king, Odin, has requested your presence at the palace immediately!"

I gave a small start at that and fell out of my bed. I was never, and woul never be, a fan of royalism. I believed in the equality of each citicen of this realm, and quite frankly, Odin intimidated me a bit. But that never stopped me from speaking my mind before, and it wouldn't stop me this time either.

"Great, just what I need right now." I mumbled as I got up and prepared myself fot the day and the audience with the king. I stalled the take off towards the palace for as long as I dared, but eventually I had to go. So I braced myself and set off to whatever I might be faced with. I was not at all comforted by the fact that father came with me and stayed by my side like a chaperone.

When we arrived in the throne room, it was unusually empty. Aside from the king and the guards, nobody was here. None of Odin's council, neither the queen or the other children that were practically always present to official events. I did not trust, this overwhelming quiet, and it din't take long to figure out why. "It came to my attention that you believe my son to be in love with you, is that correct?"

Reluctantly I bowed down in the official as my father urged me to do so. So I spoke to Odin's feet rather than his face when I said, "I have been presented with a vision of the future which indicates that that might bear the truth to it, yes. Your majesty."

I pressed out the last two words with as much dislike as I bowed before. So this was what I got for trusting my own father. "Would you care to tell me exactly what that vision of yours showed you?" he pushed on.

"With all due respect...your majesty... I do not. There is nothing that would make clear of this vision being an actual fact of the future as it will happen and I have no plan to press on to what might come if I share that information. Besides, it would appear to me that you already know what I have seen." I looked up at him, much more daringly than I actually felt. But as usual when someone or something made me uncomfortable, I channeled that into an inexplicable anger.

I saw a similar kind of anger sparking in Odin. Clearly because his subjects usually didn't talk to him in this fashion. Seeing this, and sensing how much effort it cost him to stay calm despite my 'disrespectful' behaviour, filled me with a sort of satisfaction. He visibly took a deep breath before continuing, "And do you feel for my son in a similar fashion as to what you think he feels for you?"

Not actually wanting to answer that question any more than his previous one, because it meant to display my feelings towards quite a crowd of people, rarely anyone of which I trusted. Glad to the lack of the usual suspects, that did not comfort me any more than my faher accompanying me to this, so I decided to play dumb. "I'm sorry, I don't understand what you mean!"

Not having any of this, Odin said more sternly, "Do. You. Love. Loki?!"

My anger finally getting the better of me, I got up and walked as close towards the throne as I could, only stopping when I felt Heimdall's hand around my arm. "Yes!"

Practically everybody present drew a sharp breath at this. For a short while the King and I looked each other square in the eyes before he spoke again. "You understand, do you not, that you are highly unsuitable to becoming a part of this family? You are not good enough to be marrying a prince of Asgard. Not to mention your persistant disregard for rules and pure disrespect towards your king!"

I started laughing in a fashion similar to the one of Loki in my dream. "Who said anything about marriage? Marriage says nothing about love! And why would I want to be a part of your family to begin with? Speaking of suitability, how about you for a father? You, who lie to your children about practically everything. Who casts out his own family members and then pretends like they never existed in the first place! You, know what I am capable of. I have been in your head, your highness..."

"Alfdís! That's enough!" father interrupted in a feeble attempt to stop me. But I was on a roll, and I couldn't have stopped myself even if I would have wanted to.

"No! I ain't done yet!" i wriggled out of father's grasp and stepped close enough to Odin that my mouth reached his ear, continuing in a mutter, so only he and my father could hear "You, who adopted a child and wouldn't even tell him the truth about his real father being a frost giant! One day you will face the consequences of your actions. And when that day comes, feel free to berate me about my faults!"

I stepped back again, a faint smirk on my face. Odin has turned white as a sheet and used his sceptre to support an invisible, heavy weight. I could see a desicion forming on is face, and knew what was coming before he even said it out loud. "You are hereby expelled as a citizen of Asgard and no longer welcome in this realm. You may never set another foot on these grounds for as long as I shall live. Guards, see to it that she leaves from here!"

Heimdall got up and tried to bargain with the King so he would not see his sentence through, but the latter would not hear of it. There was nothing that could be done to change his mind, and I went with the guards quietly, followed by my father.

Not wanting to add insult to injury, he said nothing all the way to the bifrost. There he spoke to me for the last time in a very long while. "I cannot undo your exile, but I can see to it, that you are going to live in a realm that will grant you sanctuary."

And with that he opened the bridge and sent me to...