Chapter 54
Loki walked with a grin spread over his face. They'd finished travelling the path to mountain summit and had successfully gained entrance to the compound. Loki stood the tallest of them all, wearing a simple cotton dress and walked behind Cephera. Every so often he'd reach out and pat Cephera's behind just to watch her glare at him. In his female form Cephera became flustered with his advances, which amused him a little too much.
Even in his simple clothing, Loki was stunning. He'd managed to turn a few heads on the way in. Seraphina had rolled her eyes the moment Loki walked out of his room. Loki had changed his appearance a little since the time Cephera had shoved that pastry down his throat. He might have overdone it but he enjoyed the attention.
When Seraphina had come to them about Sif, Loki hadn't exactly been excited to help, not until Seraphina gave him a reason to be. Magic..., the one thing he enjoyed in this world the most aside from Cephera. Give him any challenge regarding magic and he was right there to accept it.
"I never knew there were this many women here." He admitted, his voice sharp and near sultry.
"Well it is an all woman's kinda gang." Seraphina shook her head.
"That's not what I meant. I only meant that their numbers are much larger than expected. I didn't think there were or even could be this many man hating girls." Loki glanced to his side. In what looked like a large hot springs, steam rose up to the top of long poles where at least a dozen women where standing individually. Balance training no doubt. They wore very little, scraps of cloth to cover their breasts and wrapped about their hips. Their torso's contracting in slow steady breathing.
"See anything you like?" Cephera had stopped to stare at Loki staring. Loki smirked and bent to speak lower to her.
"Only one." He replied rolling a piece of her hair around his finger, she blushed. How could she still blush? Nothing about their relationship was innocent any longer. The things he's had her do, just the thought might have given him a hard on had he still been a male.
"Behave." Cephera warned him. Her tone only made Loki want to misbehave all the more, but he conceded. He stood straight once more and they continued walking.
"The training here is extensive. I'm actually impressed," Seraphina said almost fondly. "Back home we train, but given that we are so young when we start we don't put near this amount of vigor. It's second nature to us, but these girls only started fighting in their later years. The dedication they put in here is admirable."
"But why? What do they train for?" Cephera asked.
"Because it makes them feel strong, gives them confidence." Seraphina replied. "We train because we are forced to seek out other worlds to procreate and not all worlds are kind. They have a choice, and fighting makes them feel calm and in control. A lot of these women were abused or made to feel incompetent. This is a solitude to them, a calm peaceful one. They don't train to destroy men, but if they need it, they can protect themselves."
"So we won't be seeing any army of women come to take over Asgard someday?" Loki asked in amusement.
"It's not about that. They teach discipline, a way to appease their anger and need for vengeance without actually using violence. The fight training is a nice way to release steam and not every woman stays here. They help others as well. There are tribes on the outskirts of Asgard that face dangers from the mountains. The Valkyrie help keep them safe."
"Tribes? I don't know of any tribes," Loki said. In all his life he hadn't heard of any tribes living separately, away from Asgardian society.
"Of course not, you're a palace brat." Seraphina whispered and Loki glared. "Don't look at me that way. You tell me how much time you've spent with the so called 'common folk' here." Loki didn't reply. He had spent very little time with common folk unless you counted a whore from time to time. He couldn't have been bothered with the lives of those beneath him, but of course that was Seraphina's point.
Once again Loki was reminded just how different his culture and the Mechanovian cultures were from one another.
After a long walk through the large gardens of the compound, they reached the halls in which the girls slept. Seraphina knew right where to go, leading them close behind her. She was greeted by passerby's and no one questioned female Loki or Cephera being with her.
They entered an almost sheer flap of fabric and inside Sif was sat sharpening her blade. When she looked up she instantly balked at Loki. "He can't be here," she hissed low.
"Sure SHE can." Seraphina replied smugly.
"I can't believe you brought them here." Sif scowled. "Go away." She added turning away from them.
"Don't be like that, we've come to help." Cephera insisted.
"I don't need help." Sif replied.
"You're missed Sif." Loki told her forcing his way to the front. Sif glanced at him. "The people in the central city miss their heroine." Sif snorted.
"Their freak you mean," Sif scoffed. Loki understood it had to be hard for her, the wife of the prince turning into a warrior and then wagging a battle against him, beating him, drowning Thor's pride for all to see. Challenging the very foundation of their cultural ways. She must feel very alone in her struggles to be who she wanted to be.
"You don't understand the talks spreading like wildfire throughout Asgard. People are dying to challenge you to battle. They are calling your name to watch you fight," Loki said.
"They are impressed." Seraphina added.
"Never in the history of Asgard have I ever heard anyone speak on a woman battling in the way they talk about you. They marvel at your strength and focus." Loki told her. Sif was staring down. It was easy to tell she was thinking.
"How's Thor?" She asked looking up.
"Fuck Thor, he's an idiot." Seraphina snapped. "Forget the prince of idiots, let him realize his own mistakes. Follow your dreams and make a real life, a true life for yourself." Sif pursed her lips.
"He's my husband." Sif reminded her.
"True, but that doesn't mean you can't be estranged. Until a time comes that you both can reconcile your differences, provided you even want to, then you can just live separate lives." Loki knew Odin wouldn't give in and dissolve the marriage. Asgardians lived so long that many had on again off again relationships, or open relationships. None of which he'd have with Cephera, he knew that would destroy her and he'd made a promise to never hurt her again and he meant it.
"It seems a sad life to live when everyone knows of my rash decision to marry to begin with. I fear everyone will mock me." Sif admitted.
"After that battle against your own husband, no one is talking about the failed marriage, trust me." Cephera pipped up at last. Loki wondered what kept her so long, but he assumed it was because the entire situation made her uncomfortable. She didn't like promoting a separate life from Thor. Cephera, in all her goodness, wished Thor and Sif would make up and have a happy ending.
Loki knew that Thor and his love and devotion was not what Sif needed right now. She'd found a part of herself in Muspelhiem and now that she had, she needed to explore the woman she was becoming. She needed to find and accept herself before returning to Thor. There was always a chance that they had grown apart for good, but only time would tell for that.
"So leave here and do what? Go back to Asgard and become a freak warrior?" Sif scowled.
"Not a freak, there are little girls sparring in the market streets now because of you. If you just run away now, you'll never make a difference. The inspiration you've created will never stick around and will fade along with other women's dreams of battle." Cephera put a hand on top of Sif's and gave her a reassuring smile.
"Children?" Sif said. "I had always wanted to make a name for myself, I never really thought about making a difference for others." She stood her armor clinking as she did. "You're right, I cannot stay hidden here."
"Excellent, but before we go, lets have a few battles, hmm." Loki grinned wickedly. He'd been dying to go a round or two against some of the Valkyrie. Here he wasn't known as the weaker prince but instead he could potentially show off his talent. He rubbed his hands together as everyone else stared at him as though he'd gone crazy.
(Shorter chapter today... I ran out of steam.)
Thank You's
- Reborn Rose 1992: :D your excitement and cheering makes me happy!
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