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Odin rode down the bifrost, coming to a halt in front of Heimdall.

"Heimdall, where are Thor and Loki?" Odin demanded.

"Thor is in Thor's room, and Loki is in Loki's room. Wait, never mind—Loki is now in Thor's room as well." Heimdall answered, before adding "They are fine, sir. Frigga is with them."

"Did they cause any trouble?"

"None, sir."

"Good," Odin said, dismounting his steed. "Now, how are the Nine Realms?"


"Mother?" Loki asked, fiddling with the edge of his dry, green tunic. "Those warriors killed Tanis's mother for sport, didn't they?"

Hearing her name, Tanis looked up curiously from where she was basking in front of the fire, so close the flames were practically brushing her scales. She whimpered softly.

Frigga sighed, looking at him sympathetically. "Come here," she said, patting Thor's bed beside where she was sitting. Loki came over and sat down, leaning against her as she put her arms around him. "You do understand that dragons are not generally considered more than beasts to most of Asgard, right?"

"Yes. But she wasn't doing anything wrong!" Loki protested as he looked up at her, his pupils large in the dimming light. "Why do they enjoy hunting so, that they would slaughter such magnificent creatures without a glimmer of remorse?"

Frigga's expression was sad as she stroked her fingers through his dark hair. "Oh Loki, my child," She murmured softly.

Loki didn't say anything, just waited expectantly.

"The Aesir are a warrior race. We're fighters, hunters, guardians. Through times of peace, we sometimes grow restless. And though there are probably better means of doing so, hunting dangerous beasts is a way of satisfying that need for battle," Frigga tried to explain.

Loki sat quietly for several minutes. Finally, he said, "Would you read Thor and I a story?" He hopped off Thor's bed, and walked over to where Thor was still wrapped in a pile of blankets and watching the fire.

"Thor, where did you put your books away?" Loki asked, waving a hand in front of his brother's face.

Thor started and turned to look at him. "What books?" He asked, confused.

"Right, thank you!" Loki said, walking back to Thor's bed and crawling underneath. He returned seconds later with relatively thin leather-bound book, and sitting back on his heels he blew the dust off, before handing the book to Frigga and sitting next to her again. Loki conjured a ball of light for her to read by, and as soon as Thor joined them, curling up on Frigga's other side, she began reading.


"How are they?" Odin said, as Frigga closed Loki's door behind her.

"They're both asleep now," Frigga smiled. She held up vase of flowers, her eyes twinkling. "Will you help me find a place for these?"


Oh my gods, that's REALLY short! I'm so sorry! Please don't kill me... O.O In my defense, I had no time to write until 1:00am, and I haven't been getting enough sleep lately (which is mostly my fault...) but, yeah... I promise the next chapter will significantly longer though!

Please review, despite the shortness! Your comments are greatly appreciated *-*