Axwyn stood up on a rocky hill and surveyed the damage to the place she once called home. A large scar ran across the land and she wanted to weep at the sight of it. She remembered a time before the war with Asgard when all that was before her was forest and ice fields. Now it was barren and sharp rocks littered the once proud land. Loki stood next to his sister and closed his eyes. He had done this, caused this chaos and damage. He didn't want to think about how many lives he took that day. Now that he could see what he did up close it made his heart ache. The frozen tears tracked down her cheeks and he felt his stomach churn. He wanted more than anything go back and change what he did. A warm hand touched his cheek and his eyes opened. The wise blue eyes of Jord looked into his.

"Do not think of past mistakes. You are here now to right your wrong. It takes courage that most don't possess."

"I don't know if I can do this..." Another hand clasped his. Sigyn gave him a small smile and nod.

"I'll be right by your side. You can do this my love." Loki squeezed her hand and gave a short nod. He turned to his sister and waited for her to notice him watching her. Axwyn turned her head and met her brother's eyes. Her ruby orbs were full of pain, but she had hope that they could stop the in fighting her people had taken to.

"We will set this right litli bróðir." Sigyn looked down and saw movement on the other side of the gorge.

"Looks like they are going to start again." From what they had been told by Bestla the remaining clans would clash every few days. The fighting had gotten so bad that the dead were left where they lay. Axwyn had hoped that they would have been able to speak with her mother and get her clan to side with her, but with the fighting starting again they didn't have time. The more the Jotun fought, the more it looked like the race would never recover. "We need to move...now!" Loki grabbed his wife's hand and then his sister's. Jord clasped Sigyn's shoulder and the four vanished from the hilltop.

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Farbauti winced as the healer wrapped her thigh. Her clan had been fighting with what was left of Laufey's court. With her husband dead and her daughter lost there was no one to take the throne. Laufey's other heirs were dead, the Casket of Ancient Winters was lost to them and their people had fallen into civil war. She cursed Laufey for bringing their once proud people to this state. She cursed Odin for leaving their people this way as punishment for the attack on Midgard. She had been against the invasion of Midgard, but Laufey could not be swayed. She left before the invasion happened, but her daughter stayed and she regretted not dragging the girl away when she had the chance. When the dust settled after the war with Asgard she returned to find her daughter was lost to the mortal realm. The healer tightened the dressing and she hissed.

"My Queen, this war will be the end of us." Farbauti sighed and looked down at the woman.

"Then the Realms will no longer have the Jotun to fear." She stood and strapped her bodice armor back into place. "I will not let Laufey's legacy stand. He sent our people into this downward spiral and I will either stop it or watch our people disappear into nothingness. Either way we are doomed without the casket." Her large hand wrapped around the hilt of her spear and she left the leather tent. Her niece met her at the end of the encampment. "Angrboda."

"Our warriors are ready and our scouts have reported that the King's Clan is dwindling."

"Yet they still fight. Laufey's followers are a stubborn bunch." Angrboda nodded and pulled her spear out of the ground. "This war might just be the end of us frænka (niece). If we die, we go out in wave of blood and ice."

"Ef það er að vera arfleifð okkar, þá svo vera það. Ef þetta er síðasti dagur okkar, þá mun ég sjá þig aftur í sölum dauðra." ("If that is to be our legacy, then so be it. If this is our last day I shall see you again in the Halls of the Dead.") Angrboda took off running toward the battlefield. Farbauti watched the younger woman until the mist and darkness swallowed her. Many of the other warriors followed suit and vanished into the mist.

"Kann forfeður okkar taka á móti okkur í lok þessa dags." (" May our ancestors greet us at the end of this day.") Farbauti grit her teeth and ignored the burning for her injury as she ran. This day would prove if their race would survive or fade into nothing.

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Yngvi Helblindison thought he was the last of his line. He was the grandson of old king Laufey and the only one who had right to the throne. He had no desire to share his kingdom with the old queen. She had challenged the ruling of his grandfather. She wanted peace between the realms, to fall under Odin's rule and stay there. Yngvi thought as his father and grandfather did, if you had to power take what you want. The mortal realm was ripe for the taking and the Asgardians over stepped their bounds in stopping the Jotun. The young Frost Giant grit his sharp teeth at the thought of it. He had not been born yet when the war had happened, hell neither had his father. They had been born into the aftermath.

"My King our scouts have seen movement in the southern pass. Farbauti's army is headed this way." The young king growled and motioned for what was left of his guard to move out.

"The Old Queen's army will be broken today." The guard who had just spoken stayed as the others left.

"My King...we done not have the men to keep this up. Farbauti's army is far stronger. We can not win." Yngvi growled and gripped the Jotun's face in his large hand.

"I am the rightful King of Jotunheim! No soft, frail woman will have my throne! Now go and fight or I will gut you here and now!" The guard wrenched himself away and followed after his fellows. Yngvi paced like a caged animal. He knew what the warrior had said was true, but he would be damned if he would gave up his throne so quickly. They would have to pry it away from his corpse. "No woman will take what is rightfully mine. I will continue my grandfather's legacy. Asgard will tremble in fear of our people once I put down this pretender. I will become the greatest ruler that the nine realms have ever seen." He stopped pacing and a manic smile graced his lips. "Let this day end with the blood of my enemies spilled on the ice."

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Sigyn had taken them as close as she dared to the battlefield. Neither army had appeared yet, but it was only a matter of time before they reached this place. Jord went and took the high ground so she could cover them with her bow. Loki stayed with his sister while Sigyn went and stood behind an ice pillar. She would stay out of the fight unless it got messy. She knew that the Jotun would never accept Axwyn if she had help from and Asgardian. The gem on her staff began to glow brightly. She knew it was time.

"They are coming, be prepared." Loki looked up at his sister. She stared out over the ice field that was stained red with the blood of her people. She had not been home in over a thousand years. The bite of the wind and the smell of the ice brought back happier memories, that were now dashed among the frozen rocks.

"You should hide litli bróðir. Our people will kill you on sight for what you did." Loki shook his head.

"I will not leave you to fix the mess I made alone. I am staying right here." Axwyn smiled and placed a large hand on her brother's shoulder.

"Together then."

"Together." The first of the warriors from each army appeared out of the mists. Angrboda stopped dead when she saw Loki standing next to a Jotun woman.

"Well if it isn't Odin's little brat. Come to further your work?" The giantess snarled and lunged at Loki. Axwyn moved faster and slammed her cousin into a boulder. The older giantess snarled in her cousin's face.

""I see your temper has not improved over the years frændi minn( my cousin). You will not touch him!" She pushed Angrboda and stepped back, but kept herself between Loki and her cousin. "He is here to help." Angrboda scoffed and glared at Loki.

"Help?! All his kind knows how to do is kill our people! They think we are beneath them!" Axwyn looked over her shoulder at Loki and sighed.

"She has to see litli bróðir." Loki stilled for a moment then nodded. He stepped forward and let his sister touch his outstretched hand. His skin began to change before their eyes. Once the color reached his face the sigils that marked his family line. Angrboda narrowed her eyes at first, but soon gasped. "Do you see frændi minn (my cousin)? He is of Laufey's bloodline, as am I." Farbauti and her guard arrived just in time to see Loki's change. She held up her hand to stop her guard as her eyes fell on the woman in front of him.

"Axwyn..." The giantess's head turned toward her mother's voice. "He...he said..."

"He said I was dead." Farbauti closed her eyes. "My father did not want a woman to take his throne, nor his first born son because he was born small." Axwyn gently pulled her brother forward. Farbauti looked Loki over. He was far smaller than any Jotun male she had ever seen. His features were Laufey's, there was no doubt about that. The raised runes on his skin were of Laufey's line. His armor though was Asgardian. Farbauti moved forward and looked Loki in the eyes.

"You wear the armor of Asgard boy. Who are you?" Angrboda sneered and took a menacing step forward.

"He is the one who set the Bi Frost against us. He meet with our king and talked him into going to Asgard. Laufey never came back. So tell us Odinson, did you kill our king yourself or did you take the cowards way out?" Axwyn growled and took a step toward her cousin. A ice dagger formed in her hand.

"You will not call my bróðir a coward! You have no leave to speak Angrboda! You who let her children be banished. Did you mourn their loss or were you grateful they were gone?" The younger Jotun lunged at her cousin and snarled.

"How dare you!" Farbauti pulled them apart and threw Angrboda back a few feet.

"Enough! I will not have my kin at each others throats when we have a bigger enemy on it's way! This will be settled if we survive this." She turned to Loki and her eyes burned as she glared at him. "You will leave halfbreed. Your help is not welcome here." Axwyn shook her head and gripped her brother's shoulder.

"If he is not welcome then you will not have my help either. We will sit and wait to see what is left when the dust clears."

"You would turn your back on your clan, on your people, for a runt?!" Axwyn met her mother's eyes.

"He is my bróðir. The only sibling I have and the only one that was able to put our faithless father in his grave. You can't tell me you didn't wish to see the bastard dead. He ruined our race, he turned us into monsters...I will not turn my back on my blood when he desires to help." Farbauti opened her mouth when an arrow screamed out of the darkness and speared the frozen ground. Jord stood up on a outcrop that gave her a good view of the battle field and the paths that lead to it.

"You have company coming! I suggest you stop fighting like rabid dogs and start working together!" She looked over to where Sigyn was hiding. She made a motion and then turned herself back to the oncoming threat.

"Who...?" Axwyn and Loki readied themselves as she yelled over her shoulder at the stunned Jotuns.

"It doesn't matter. They are an ally, now ready yourselves." Farbauti barked orders to her army and then fell in line with her daughter.

"We outnumber them, but they are fierce." Loki grinned as he felt a building of magical energy. He motioned for their group to hold. He looked to his mother and she signaled. As Yngvi's army closed in a wall of fire burst from the ground in front of them. Sigyn moved to higher ground and let her reaper armor surround her. The Staff of Souls changed into her scythe and she let herself be seen. "I've seen that Valkyrie before..." Loki was still not use to seeing his wife in that armor. She looked like a wraith with her cloak all torn and billowing. Her armor was a dull black and ever piece of skin was covered. Her hood hung over her black faced mask leaving nothing but a shadow when you looked at her. Her presence was unnerving. Axwyn smiled.

"She is on our side mother." They could hear the oncoming army yelling and hissing. Sigyn held up her scythe and slammed the bottom of it on the ground. The sound of it echoed louder than any of them thought was possible. It had the effect she wanted. All eye had fallen on her small frame.

"Þetta stríð verður að enda Yngvi. Fólk eru á barmi. Ef þetta heldur áfram verður engin hásæti til að taka." ("This war must end Yngvi. Your people are on the brink. If this continues there will be no throne to take.") The Jotun male growled and sneered at Sigyn.

"Hefur þú komið til að safna dauðum Valkyrie? Hvað finnst þér sama þótt við drepum hvert annað? Það mun gefa þér eitthvað að gera." ("Have you come to collect the dead Valkyrie? What do you care if we kill each other? It will give you something to do.") Sigyn shook her head sadly.

"Þú ert ekkert betri en afi þinn. Heimska hans leitt lýð þinn til að eyðileggja, en þínir munu leiða þá til útdauða. Þú hefur val. Komdu og hitta Fárbauta, tala frið, þjóð þín." (You are no better than your grandfather. His folly led your people to ruin, but yours will lead them to extinction. You have a choice. Come and meet with Farbauti, talk peace, save your people.")

"Ég mun ekki hlusta á fölskum orðum frá dauðum konu! Ég mun taka hásæti afa míns og enginn mun stoppa mig!" (I will not listen to false words from a dead woman! I will take my Grandfather's throne and no one will stop me!") Sigyn's shoulders hunched and she let out a tired sigh. She knew this would end in blood, but she has to try. It would be simple enough to use the staff and control his army into submission, but it would not let Axwyn earn her place as their ruler. She alone had to win this and no one could interfere. Sigyn turned to address the masses on the other side of the fire, Farbauti's army.

"Aðeins sannur erfingjar kunna berjast! Aðeins þeir sem eru með blóði Laufeyju getur ákveðið örlög Jotun fólki. Axwyn Laufeydotter, Yngvi Hellbindison, og loks Loki Laufeyson Hvað segir þú? Verður þú að berjast fyrir rétti þínum til að ráða eða vilja þú talar?" ("Only the true heirs may battle! Only those with the blood of Laufey can decide the fate of the Jotun people. Axwyn Laufeydotter, Yngvi Hellbindison, and lastly Loki Laufeyson what say you? Will you fight for your right to rule or will you speak?") Sigyn turned back to Yngviand pointed her staff at him. She let the blade glow and behind her mask it could be seen her eyes were glowing with the same eerie blue light. "Ætlarðu að yfirgefa ofbeldi Laufey vinsælir? Eða heldur þú áfram arfleifð hans?" ("Will you abandon the violence Laufey so loved? Or will you continue his legacy?")

"Við munum ekki tala! Ef falskur börn afa míns vilja til að berjast við mig þá láta þá stíga fram! Ég mun berjast gegn þeim bæði fyrir frumburðarrétt minn!" ("We will not speak! If my grandfather's false children wish to fight me then let them step forward! I will fight them both for my birthright!") Axwyn and Loki moved to the edge of the fire wall and nodded up to Sigyn. She lowered her hands and the flames fell. Yngvi and one other Jotun stepped forward and the flames rose again without warning before the rest of his warriors could move.

"This will be a fair fight. Yngvi, who fights with you?"

"Hogni Noamson, he is my cousin." Sigyn nodded. Her head turned slightly and she could see the determination on Axwyn's face. Loki's eyes were narrowed and she knew him well enough to know he was figuring out the weak points on Hogni.

"Axwyn, who fights with you?"

"My bróðir, Laufey's second heir." Yngvi growled and snapped his teeth.

"You call this runt bróðir! His blood is not pure...he has no right to the throne!" Axwyn squared her shoulders and glared at her nephew.

"His blood is as pure as yours. I can smell the scent of dwarf on you boy. My bróðir at least has noble Asgardian stock in him. If you want to play the blood game boy you will lose. I am the only legitimate heir. The only heir from Laufey and Farbauti."

"Then where have you been all these years? Why choose now to return?" Axwyn laughed and took a step closer.

"Laufey left me to die on Midgard. He didn't want a female on his throne so he abandoned me and a quarter of his army to the mercy of Odin." She looked back at Loki for a moment andhe shook his head. She nodded and knew the time would come to show the casket, now wasn't it. "Our people died for his folly and pride. I came back now to save what little is left from this petty war. If you choose to fight I will be forced to defend myself. I would prefer peace and help to rebuild our once proud people." He growled and shook his head at her. Axwyn felt her heart ache a little. She didn't want more death, but Yngvi wasn't giving her a choice. "Then brace yourself child. I will not be gentle." She stepped back and let ice encase her hand. The shard descended down to form a long blade. Loki drew his daggers and guarded his sister's back.

"I will not kowtow to you, female. You and your runt will not live passed this day." Axwyn chuckled and readied herself.

"Oh child, you might be the one not living passed this hour." Yngvi lunged at her and Axwyn sidestepped his attack. Her arm made an arc behind her and she heard the would be king hiss in pain. She had drawn first blood. A dark streak formed on the younger Jotun's arm. "I have over fifteen hundred years of combat experience over you boy. You won't win." He growled and began swinging wildly. Axwyn capitalized on his anger fueled jabs. His form was sloppy, undisciplined and his anger just made it worse. This boy had never seen true combat. He had never faced down an army of Einherjar that came to save Midgard. He had never gone through the Rite of Survival. Being thrown out in the cold and forced to survive. This boy was soft as far as she was concerned.

"Loki look out!" Jord's voice rang out over the battle. Axwyn turned her head in time to see Loki get flung through the air into a boulder nearby. She heard a sickening crack as he hit. His body hit the ground and was still. Axwyn screamed and ran at Hogni. Her ice blade pierced his chest and she rolled to her feet after his body fell. She snarled at Yngvi as they circled each other. Until the battle was over no one could interfere, which meant no one could help Loki. Jord paced, but Sigyn stood stark still. Behind her mask she watched the battle field. Seeing Loki's limp body fly through the air made her stomach fall to her feet.

"It would seem the runt is as dead as my cousin. It comes down to you and I." Axwyn grinned menacingly at her nephew.

"Yes, nephew it does. I hope you have made peace with your ancestors." She spun quickly as he attacked. His attack though not direct, hit her back and she hissed. His anger had cleared and the boy was being more precise with his attacks. Axwyn went on the defensive and blocked his next blow, but barely. Yngvi laughed as he kneed her in the midsection. Axwyn reeled back only to be caught by the hair. Yngvi snarled and brought his ice blade to her throat. Farbauti screamed and Axwyn closed her eyes accepting her death. She felt his body jerk and waited for the pain, the blood that she knew was to come. When she felt his body tip forward her eyes fluttered open. An ice blade had burst through his chest and his eyes had already rolled back into his head. She pushed his arm away before his blade slit her throat. Yngvi's body hit the ground hard and both sides gasped to see who had fell the once self proclaimed king. "Brother?" Loki smirked and waved his hand. The illusion of him dead on the ground vanished.

"Someone forgot the first rule of battle, never leave your back open to attack." Jord let out a relieved sigh and Sigyn shook her head. She had seen him creeping around the battlefield. "I think it is time sister. Show them." Axwyn made a motion with her hands, one her brother had taught her during their time together. The Casket of Ancient Winters appeared and she held it high. A low murmur sounded from both sides. Sigyn and Jord made their way down from their perches. "Do you all see now that Axwyn is your true ruler! She has brought you back what Asgard stole! You own her your allegiance!" Farbauti was the first to kneel, followed quickly by the rest of the Iron Mountain Clan. Yngvi's clan looked to their last elder and she too sank to her knees.

"She is Laufey's true heir!" The rest of Yngvi's clan followed the elder and knelt with their heads bowed. Loki too knelt before his sister. Axwyn looked over what was left of their people. Many of them were either very young or very old. It would take generations to build their people up, but she had hope.

"Our people have languished in the shadow of war and hate too long! We must work together to bring our people back to our former glory! It will be a struggle and we need to work together! Starting today we look to the future! We are one people now, not clans, not factions, one people! We will grow together or fail together!" Farbauti stood and placed her hand on her daughter's shoulder.

"I never thought I would see you again."

"If Laufey had his way you wouldn't have. He left me to die." She turned and smiled seeing Sigyn and Jord finally join the group. "Jord gave me a purpose. I stayed in her temple and stopped Laufey from killing Odin. If Laufey had won so many worlds would have fallen." Farbauti nodded and gave Jord an honored bow of her head. He crimson eyes fell on Sigyn. She was still dressed in her wraith armor, but Loki's arms were tightly wound around her. They were whispering to each other and she saw the love shining in the trickster's eyes.

"And the Valkyrie?"

"She is the wife of my brother, she is sister to me." Angrboda snorted and shook her head.

"No living woman would have him, so he wed a dead woman?" Sigyn let her armor fade away leaving her in just her simple leathers. She looked up at Angrboda and smiled sweetly.

"I'm not dead." The giantess sneered and towered over the much smaller woman.

"Then you are a fool to love that bastard! He is heartless! He tried to kill us all and would have succeeded had the Bi Frost not been destroyed." She rounded on Loki and he took a step back. "He threw his own children away after finding out I was a Jotun!" Loki's eyes narrowed.

"I had no choice! Odin forced me to let my children go! I wanted to keep them, I love my children! What of you?! You didn't raise them either!"

"Laufey feared they would grow and turn against him!" They glared at each other neither wanting to back down.

"Enough!" Loki turned his head and saw his daughter standing a little bit back from the large group of Jotun. "Fighting over who did what in the past is fruitless! Neither of you raised us! We were left to fend for ourselves as children! If not for Sigyn we would have died within days!" Loki winced and hung his head. Angrboda bit her lip and closed her eyes. "I wanted to hate you both. I wanted nothing to do with either of you, but Sigyn taught us forgiveness, love and what family truly means." Sigyn wrapped her arm around Hela. Something inside Angrboda wanted to rip her daughter away from the Asgardian, but she knew if she did she would lose Hela forever. Sigyn leaned over and whispered into the girl's ear. Hela stepped forward and took her mother's hand. "It will take time, but I would like to get to know the woman who gave me and my brothers life."

"I would like that." Hela let go of her mother's hand and hugged her father quickly.

"You had us worried." Loki smirked and shrugged his shoulders. "Fenrir wanted to come too, but with him looking as he does now I feared it would be too much for him to be here."

"He needed to stay with his siblings and protect them. He promised he would watch over everyone at home." Hela shook her head.

"He is not known for his patience father. He wants all his family safe and together. He is worried about Jor." Loki sighed and squeezed his daughter's hand.

"I do too. I worry everyday that someone will try to harm him to take revenge on me. I should be there, not him." Hela cupped her father's face and shook her head again.

"Sigyn's spells will keep him safe. If anyone tries to harm him he will come back to us." Loki nodded. He felt Sigyn wrap her arm around his waist.

"Frigga wont let anything happen to him Loki. She thinks he's you. It doesn't matter what you've done, she will never let Odin harm you." Loki closed his eyes and nodded. He didn't miss Asgard, but he did miss his mother. Jord was trying very hard to make up for the lost years and he appreciated it. She was not at all how he expected her to be. She was kind, strong, highly opinionated and since learning of what Odin had done she was not very happy with the old man. She had begged him to protect her son and never hide who he was from him. Odin did just that, he kept the truth and in the end that lie lead them to dire consequences.

"So what now?" Axwyn looked over at the huddled masses that were what was left of her people. She held her head up high and smiled.

"Now we move forward and work together. Our people need to find their purpose again, their pride. It will be a long road, but the rewards will be worth it."

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Odin had been called by the gatekeeper when he noticed blindspots when he looked at Jotunheim. The old king now stood beside him and turned his eye on the frozen planet. He saw the upstart heir lying on the ground in a pool of iced blood. He could see Farbauti standing with Angrboda at her right and someone he had not laid his eye on in over a millenia. Axwyn, Laufey's eldest child. He had thought her dead, left behind by Laufey after the war on Midgard.

"How long has she been there?"

"A few hours My King. She had a Asgardian warrior with her. I could not see who it was. There was also blindspots there. The last time that happened it was Loki..."

"Loki is in the dungeon." Heimdall nodded, but said nothing. He knew the subject of Loki was still a sore point. "I see she killed the upstart."

"It would seem her people are rallying around her for now. Perhaps she can fix what the last king destroyed." The gatekeeper tilted his head and smile.

"Lady Sigyn has been busy. I can hear her." Odin stepped forward and listened closer. He could hear her speaking to Axwyn. Her voice echoed back to him. She called Axwyn sister. He narrowed his eye and listened harder. "We will help as much as we can sister, but we have to return to Midgard. If you need us hold this stone and call to me. I will hear it."

"So she went back to Midgard. What is my family's obsession with the mortals?" A light chuckle came from behind the men and Odin turned to see his queen smiling at him.

"She lived as a mortal. She has a family, a job and a home there. For the last twenty seven years she has been mortal. I dare say she is just as passionate about protecting Midgard as her older brother is. She just sees more than Asgard and Midgard."

"She is on Jotunheim." Frigga stepped forward and placed her hand on Heimdall's shoulder. She could see what he saw through her magic.

"I see the true heir to Laufey has returned. She will bring Jotunheim back to what it should be. She always had a noble heart." Odin sighed. "To bad her brother will never know he has a sister."

"Frigga!" She steeled herself as he rounded on her. She met his furious gaze and held firm. "You know why..."

"Do I? You threw our son into a cell for doing the same thing Thor and yourself are guilty of. You wont let me see him...you never gave him the chance to change."

"He was unapologetic for what he's done! He cared not for the lives he took or the chaos he has caused. Thor is risking his life to fix what Loki has done. He fooled our daughter into standing by him when he doesn't deserve her love." The sharp crack of Frigga's hand meeting Odin's cheek echoed in the newly built lookout.

"Sigyn is no fool, nor will she ever give up on him. Neither will I. He is my son! I care not how you feel about him. You placed him in my arms right before you tore our daughter from them. I raised him, taught him...you had Thor. He was your golden child. Loki is mine. You never understood him." She moved and looked a the abyss that had swallowed Loki over a year ago. "You never tried to. All you wanted was for him to be more like his brother. Yes, I know they share a mother, but they are as different as night and day."

"Loki made his choices. He chose to let the Jotun in our kingdom. He chose to let Thor go to Jotunheim..."

"You know full well that was Thor's idea not Loki's."

"He went along with it."

"He loves his brother. He wouldn't have let him go there alone." Odin shook his head sadly.

"If he loved his brother, then why did try to kill Thor? He is no better then Laufey." Heimdall heard another voice, one he remembered from when he was a young man.

"My King, listen." Odin closed his eye and listened to the echo coming back from Jotunheim. "Are you ready to leave my girl?" Frigga's hand flew to her lips and her eyes slid to watch Odin's reaction. He took a small step forward as his knuckles turned white form the crushing grip he had on Gungnir. "Yes Jord I think I am. Are you sure you don't want to stay? Axwyn could use all the help she can get." Soft laughter met his ears and he felt the sting of tears in his eye. "We need to return home. For Axwyn to gain the loyalty of her people we can not interfere. In time perhaps our people will be allies again, but for now the rift is too great. Axwyn knows how to contact us if she needs us."

"Was that...?"

"Jord. How did she survive? Axwyn told me Laufey killed her." Frigga sighed and placed her hand on Odin's shoulder.

"What will you do?" He lifted his hand and placed it over his wife's.

"I will do nothing for now. The Bifrost is still being rebuilt and Sigyn has made it clear that Midgard is hers to protect. She doesn't want me anywhere near her or her children."

"She is angry about Loki."

"So she said to me when she was here to stop Urdr from telling the counsel about Loki's lineage. She said she had too much to fix to have our interference hinder her. I will respect her wishes for now. We have more pressing matters with the raiders in the other realms. Thor has made headway with fixing his brother's mess."

"Will you tell Thor that Loki is his brother by blood?'

"No, it doesn't matter now. Loki will spend the rest of his days in the dungeon. I will not let his influence further taint our daughter or the children she had with him." Before she could speak again Odin stormed away back to the palace. Heimdall kept his silence, but Frigga let out a frustrated sigh.

"Sigyn will never allow Loki to be caged for eternity. Oh Odin, what more will your lies cost us?"

I'm not sure if I'm happy with this chapter or not, but it is what it is. Sorry for my long absence I was in a car accident in September and it has taken me a while to get my muses to come back. I hope it won't take so long for the next chapter. Thank you to all that have stuck with me and to my new readers welcome.

Raven