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A/N – Warning, violence and…
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"You are insensitive! For goodness sake Odin, do you never push aside your kingship? Does this situation really hurt the crown? I think not! It's your pride that is hurt. Can you not see; your son is happy for once in his life, and to become a father in some time to come. You are ready to dash that to the floor and expose them in humility? Where is your heart? Where is the loving, caring man I married? Im starting to question that in relation to the way you act towards this family." Frigga asked incredulously, scoffing at her husband, waving her hands at him in dismissal towards him. The All-Father scowled at his wife and sat on the edge of the bed.
"You know not what you speak of, wife! I am the same man that you married. I have not changed, nor do I intend to" Odin snapped in response.
"Do not speak to me as such, in that tone of voice. I am your wife, not some common wench on the street. I advise you, Odin, that you change your attitude or we will neglect to see eye to eye" Frigga retorted, eyes cold as she walked away from her husband to take a seat at her dressing table. Picking up her hair brush, the golden queen began to brush away the knots slowly and gently. "I don't know what's happening to you recently Odin; I don't like it" She whispered and stared into her mirror at the reflection of her weary husband.
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Nahari breathed in and out deeply and harshly. She feared that her 'other half' would immerge if this egotistic guard, Lacius persisted in his unwanted attention towards her. It was not just an insult that caused the red haired to refer to the guard as vile and nauseating. He truly did have such an effect on her that made her cringe. She had met many men in her life time that she would deem slimy; so she was not totally new to this type of harassment, however, this… pig made her skin crawl and her stomach churn. Men like that, who thought that they could bed any woman whenever and however; much like Fandral to Nahari's disappointment, made her livid. Woman should be treated with respect, whether they are rich/poor or strong or weak. They were not object to fulfil their ever increasing desires and lust; much to what Lacius had in mind. The black eyed palace maid was frightened, yes, of losing control, but thinking of that dirty soldier entering her cell made Nahari rethink that notion. She would defend herself against him, whatever means necessary. She did not intentionally want to harm him, kill him even, but if she was in such a position, her other half may not even ponder those options. And as it is in the universe, whether nothing ever goes to plan, where the good scenarios fall prey to reality, Nahari's hopes came crashing down. With the daunting clink of chains and keys, the palace guard fumbled around with the lock, trying his very hardest to pinpoint the exact key from the array in his hands that might unlock this metal barrier. Standing to her feet, backing away fearfully into the corner of the dark, damp cell, Nahari prayed that Loki would see with his gift, that he would sense her danger. No. was it her danger? Or was this pompous guard the one in danger?
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The emerald green god of mischief closed his eyes tighter, clenching his fists in deep concentration as he focused with all his might upon his loved one mere yard away down the hall way in her own boxed in prison. He could sense her aura, her being, but it did not sit well with him. Something turned his stomach sour. Something was clearly wrong. He remembered experiencing such a motion inside when Nahari had let loose upon him those nights ago in the royal library. It would do her no good or favour to lose control at this moment; at that thought worried the young god. He was not there to protect her. He was sectioned off, away from her and it unsettled him. He could not use his craft to aid her if the situation required it. And now, he was useless to her like this. Focusing his exotic eyes upon the red haired dark-elf in his mind, the trickster god swallowed hard as he watched her slowly back herself into the corner of the cell in fear.
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"I will do as you request, my love, I will have them removed from the cells" Odin sighed in defeat and made his way to his chamber doors to inform the guards standing post outside.
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"Don't you come any closer Lacius, I warn you!" Nahari screeched, crouching defensively as the palace guard gradually approached with a smirk displayed on his plain features.
"Warn me? Pah! Your threats do not frighten me, woman! You are a prisoner also, therefore bare no command hence. If I wish to approach you thus, I will do so as I so please. Hold your Tongue; you make too much unnecessary noise." Lacius commented, scoffing with self-assuredness, walking painstakingly close to the defenceless palace maid. Knowing I was wrong, but finding it hard to fight her feelings, Nahari began to think of Loki; his voice, his smile, everything about him that would ignite her slightly resembling counterpart. For the silver Tongue was her ignition, whether she liked the notion or not; the fact that her love, this precious prince, was the key to releasing her inner monster. Inhaling sharply, Nahari closed her eyes tightly, clenching her fists by her sides, feeling the familiar rage enter her feeble body, renewing it with greater strength, greater courage and confidence. Snapping her eyes open, her black orbs clearly blood red, and the rouge haired half-blood took a step forward, glaring at the approaching man with much ferocity that would crush a mortal soul upon one glance of her distorted face. The palace guard took in a sharp breath upon the sight displayed before him and stood still. "Your eyes; how do they change so?" Lacius inquired, gripping his spear tightly in his fist, leaning on it ever so gently.
"Hush your Tongue, I do not wish to hear your vile voice in my ears" Snapped the half-elf, stalking towards the palace soldier, confidence and mischievousness evident in her stride. "Lacius, if you value your life, you with desist promptly and back away from me. I am not answerable to my actions. They happen of their own accord. If you proceed towards me, I do not know what I will do to you. See sense, and heed my words" Nahari pleaded, feeling heat rush to her core.
"And what exactly do you think you can do to me bar strangling me as you did previously. You are not capable of harming me" scoffed the palace maid.
"I am not capable of anything, but I cannot speak for my counterpart. Trust me, I speak no lie; I wish not to hurt you" Nahari responded, agitated at the sheer attitude of this man. Did he not suss from her last violent attack towards him that she was capable of harm? Foolish soldier, he was risking his life, and for what cost? Attempting to forcefully bed the red haired dark-elf? The palace guard chuckled, ignoring the warnings the black eyed half-blood dished out. Closing the distance, the egotistic soldier reached forward a hand and grasped Nahari's slender arm and pulled her against his armoured chest with a clunk. Gasping in pain at the sudden impact, the red head slammed her fists against Lacius' shoulder, forcing him to move away, but with no avail. Taking hold of her neck tightly, Lacius backed the palace maid up against the cell wall, pinning her arms above her head with his free hand. Nahari growled in frustration and raised her knee up harshly against the guards groin eliciting a pain filled groan. Snarling, Lacius tightened his grip on the pale wrists of the young woman and leant forward, hips lips against her ear.
"How are you harm me as such, wench. I am a palace guard, and you a maid." He said, venom dripping from his voice.
"I am the fiancé of the young prince Loki! You will unhand me this minuet!" Screamed Nahari, cringing as the guard placed a chaste kiss upon her alabaster neck.
"Or what?" He said with greedy lust against her skin. Eyes snapping open in unrelenting fear and anger, Nahari's black irises slowly shrunk backwards into the whites of her eyes, returning in a burst of fierce yet passionate rouge. Snarling, an unfamiliar growl ripping through her throat, Nahari clawed her hands against the soldiers exposed skin of his neck and dug deep, tearing the skin, allowing the guards dark blood to seep through the open wounds.
"You should not have done that" She said with menace after Lacius cried out in pain.