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His body frost when he contemplated the landscape around him. Loki couldn't imagine that someday would be there again, despite all pain and sorrow that place had already brought to him, it was the closest thing to home he has already had. The wizard asked himself if that was a very advanced kind of illusion or some trap designed in his mind, but even hesitating to accept, all indicated it was real, that the kingdom had not been destroyed and that somehow, he could be there again.
He was sit on the grass of a flowered plain very well-known to him. He used to isolate himself as a child in the middle of what could be described as enormous garden, but, although it has been somewhere very important to him, he didn't keep good memories from the time he used to shelter there. Most of his remembering about his past were stained by bad feelings and this included since what he recalled from sinister days to the days that one day he judged as the happiest of his life. He wasn't resented about how all that kingdom fell, maybe he could have saved some more people, bud Asgard had destroyed itself way before Ragnarok.
Decided to discover how he ended up there and how to get back to where he was before, Loki got up and self-spelled an illusion that changed his appearance completely, he didn't want to take the risk of being recognized even before of knowing what was going on and soon after began to walk through the so-known way which would lead him to the castle. The god, now, with an older and more common face than usual, red-haired and quite gray, wearing a same-shades and carefully manicured beard and well-designed, blue-shaded garments, didn't take long to see that there were some things around him that definitively were not this way when he still lived in that kingdom. Trees he recalled seeing at the top of their magnificence now were nothing but sprouts; lakes that had long ago dried, almost overflowing; formerly extinct little creatures flew and ran abundantly around; the gold of the streets he saw in the horizon was almost fresh and sparkling; people wouldn't go out in the streets and Loki could feel the fear in the air; something that, for a civilization like Asgard, would only happen on their most intense wars.
The possibility of he to have been sent to the past was extremely high, but the god wasn't sure yet if it were possible to the stones to do something so big, not being influenced by any kind of bearer. They had no means to use their powers alone, therefore, the chance of Tempus to have sent him to that where, not being guided by anyone, was nearly non-existent. For this reason, the only thing left to do was to find the bearer of the stone in that time and convince him or her to send him back. Of course, the hypothesis of being stuck in a very ingenious illusion was still an option, although everything pointed to the other direction.
Out of the sudden the prince was taken by an intense bad feeling and stayed automatically alert. From afar he heard the loud noise of the steps of big creatures, who got closer and closer. He couldn't define exactly what they were or why they were so restless, but he could affirm almost for sure that whoever they were, they shouldn't be in that kingdom. For what other reason would they be going so desperately to one of the most remote area he knew?
The sound became louder, the strangers were now few feet from Loki, who stood still in the middle of the way, attempting to hinder them and to discover in what time they were. He had a weak hope of not being run over, but anyhow, he wouldn't let that opportunity pass just for not taking some risks.
Horses apparently so magnificent as the ones raised on the castle appeared after surpass the turn that takes directly to the place where was the prince, warriors who the faces I didn't recognize was mounting the animals and with then, they carry a young woman and a little child sleeping. They're was not expecting to be interrupted when they're horses stopped immediately when they've seen the strange on the middle of the track, that one for the god was a nice surprise, but he already known that animals like that tend to never hurt or disrespect those that recognize like they leaders or the relatives of the leaders.
–But who does this man think he is? – One of the warriors swung angrily. – Get out of our way!
–Sorry you say, but I have a few questions to ask before I let them go.– Loki smiled cordially, it would be really inconvenient to hurt Asgadians as soon as it just arrived. The other men stared in wonder, had noticed something that what he first spoke did not notice.
–We don't have time to... - The knight on his right interrupted him.
– Let him talk. He ordered what was apparently the group leader.
– Thank you. – The god thanked in a sarcastic tone. - First, please, who is the king on the throne of this kingdom? I had come here recently, and I confess to being a little lost.
–The king is Borr the son of Bury. – The leader replied, even if hesitated and strange did not deny him the information. The rest of the group looked at their disbelieving mounts and saw that they almost revered the unknown man before them.
–Great. – Loki commented as if this was just a test, it confirmed his theory of being many years in the past, but still thought that something was still wrong. – Second, what are seven Asgardian warriors doing so far from the castle? To my knowledge these lands are usually very dangerous at night and you look, - He stared at the sky theatrically. - it is getting dark. I should warn you that only gods and children will be spared by the creatures that live here, but surely as citizens of asgard, you already know that.
The prince knew the lies better than anyone and knew that he had caught them lying the moment he could face them for the first time. It was apparent that they did not know what awaited them in the woods ahead, and the furious look they gave the woman only confirmed this. They were outsiders with a mission and were apparently being deceived.
- We clearly knew, we were just watching the perimeter, the times of war are always difficult. One of them said, probably the first thing that came to mind.
Loki focused on the smallest people in the group, namely the woman and the child. There was a smell of magic in the air, a smell so familiar and dear in itself that it almost choked on seeing it, it made him look a little closer to the beautiful Asgardian that accompanied them and when his defiant eyes looked back at him he had absolutely sure who it was. In front of him was the younger version of Frigga and it was not necessary to look at the boy again to know that he was his dear little brother.
The prince deduced on his own that they were at the time of the war against the ice giants and that these men were soldiers of Jotunheim, probably the most successful in taking hostages to their own kingdom and now believed to be tested by someone of royalty they served as their faithful animals reacted in such a way when they smelled Loki's blood.
-Um I don't know, I'm starting to think you're lost. - Just to confirm his suspicions, he let his eyes get the red color and shape they actually had, but only made the soldiers see this feat, he would never have the confidence of Odin's wife if she believed he was a jotun too. . Some among them grew even more tense, others looked back repeatedly as if waiting for something. There was a moment of dread on their part until what he had shouted at him earlier came to him and slid off his awkward mount, knelt in front of Loki trembling and begged.
- Forgive us, your majesty! We found a way in, but Borr found it and destroyed it, we took Thor and Frigga as we were told, and we sent the woman another way back to your house, but this bitch has been deceiving us and unfortunately if you didn't have it. goodness to interfere we could all be dead now.
For a moment Loki thought about letting them go, since even in the past if Thor ended up his life would definitely change a lot, there would be no shadow over him, Odin would not have the damn god of thunder to be proud of and perhaps so caring. yourself sometimes, as well as obviously being forced to acknowledge your talent. But he knew enough about what it meant to mess with the timeline to understand that it would trigger other unpleasant things, the Loki that would emerge from Thor's absence would become as unbearable as he would not have a rival to motivate him to. improve and possibly not devote himself to growing as much as he did throughout his life, the prince realized that without his brother he would possibly not be at the foot of what he is today and as relative as the future was inside he knew that when A child would not have endured life in Asgard had it not been for Odin's annoying son. These were all very pitiful facts, but even with that Loki might have thought to ignore the consequences and even show them a way back to Jotunheim, of course if they had not offended Frigga.
- I don't know what you're talking about. - The god commented with a dark calm, the coldness in his tone scared them even more. - I would never be someone like you.
The Jotuns had no time to act, Odin's wife undid the illusion that hid them, and some only managed to scream before their hearts were pierced by the daggers they could see the prince conjuring. The animals were then slaughtered, would not let any of those living creatures any longer, never allow them to put their filthy hands back on the woman who for so many centuries called her mother.
Little Thor whose appearance resembled a child who was about to be in Midgard by the age of ten was quickly cradled in his mother's arms, but she still had a frightened expression on her face, after all the boy had not yet woken up and the cheating god had not. He had no doubt that the invaders had somehow bewitched him not to return from his deep sleep, most likely this was the blackmail they used to make Frigga surrender without a fight and hide them through his magic.
In cautious steps Loki approached her, feared what his reaction would be and definitely didn't want to scare her any further. The princess held her weeping and tried in every way known to bring the boy back, was gradually despairing and did not seem to care about the presence of the strange killer behind her.
- I let myself try ... - Asked quietly already very close to her that she had not been so focused that she was so close and so his body reacted with an involuntary startle, Frigga clung even more to his son and to For a moment the prince feared that she might be attacked, but he felt his heart tighten when he saw that beautiful face covered with the same tears that had long been suppressed by the woman. - My name is Meili, I don't belong here as you may have noticed, but I want help. I let myself save the boy.
The goddess did not seem to be able to trust or say anything, she looked at her son in near panic and was lost, not knowing what to do. Perhaps because she saw no other way out or because her feelings were blinding her with an agonized sob, she extended her arms, allowing the stranger access to her child.
- Do what you ask of me and Asgard will never forget your name, you will be treated as one of our friends and you will be welcome." She said in a weak voice, almost in a whisper, but her eyes showed the sincerity and determination behind what she was saying. "I let him die, hurt him, or betray my vow of confidence, and I will find him wherever you hide, do any of these things, and you will feel Odin's fury fall upon you.
- I would not dare question the truth of your words. - Loki, or rather Meili, was suddenly overwhelmed with laughter, that was definitely the woman who had raised him.
Catching Thor in his arms a little voice deep in his subconscious said, "Loki, Loki, there's still time to throw you off a cliff.", but he decided to ignore it. Never try to threaten one of Frigga's children unless you wanted to die earlier. Odin should thank the heavens that his much-ignored son had devoted himself to gaining as much knowledge as possible about the peoples inhabiting the nine kingdoms, otherwise no one in Asgard would know what caused the little boy's unconsciousness and until they sought help. It would be too late.
The one who would become the god of thunder had a tiny but lethal sleep parasite. The little creature, which was identified thanks to the adopted prince's magic and because he had a brief notion of what to look for, centuries ago emerged as a true epidemic in Jotunheim and thanks to it a large part of the population died before they could find a cure. Ultimately, many said that what saved them was a gigantic stroke of chance and a great luck since medicine on the planet was not yet a minimally developed branch. It was too early for Thor to suffer any irreversible damage, but Loki couldn't help but enjoy the universe by putting healing and the opportunity to save such an important life in his hands, just as it did weeks ago with the earthling Peter Parker.
While providing a cure for his dear little brother, he allowed himself to reflect on Frigga's watchful eye about the possibility of doing some great shit, any of his actions in the past could alter what led to his future in a catastrophic manner, as well as being over. interfering with the kidnapping of your family can somehow prevent something decisive from happening. The timeline was very sensitive to anyone who dared to put himself out of his own time, and even though it was not his own fault that he was in that place, nothing now prevented him from causing a great disaster for as long as it seems. imperceptible.
He made the decision that he would do his best to get out and return to where he should be, even if it caused serious damage. At worst, he would have to devote himself to finding the jewel of time once more, turning this time back to where it first appeared, and taking himself to his own timeline, thus undoing any possible misfortune.
A pleasant green light came from his fingertips as he worked on the boy's stomach, had located the parasite, Thor shifted uncomfortably, and Loki as quickly and delicately as he could caused the cause of all that discomfort to recede, back the way it was. He walked up the pharynx and out of the mouth of the heir to the throne of Asgard. The childlike body slumped comfortably into the stranger's lap, now able to enjoy a peaceful sleep.
- Maybe you should study about this creature so that something like this won't happen again. -He conjured a glass vial and imprisoned the animal there, handing it over to the princess soon after. - He will hate the heat, so I recommend keeping it frozen until you finish your experiments.
- Thank you, Meili.
The prince had never noticed how much this woman missed him until he saw her standing in front of him, thanking him and smiling so warmly and warmly that even that damned kingdom felt more like home. He had to control the urge to hold her there and now, so he just smiled warmly, feeling the little blond's arms wrap around him, and even if he didn't know what he was doing, it was all that was needed for Loki to feel completely welcomed.
The lying cheating god loved them too long to deny these feelings to the most important figures in his past.
(…)
Frigga was a woman of his word, so the kingdom welcomed Meili as if he were a longtime friend and whenever people saw him somewhere they would not hesitate to greet him, thank him, and sometimes even give him a gift. Obviously he was nonetheless guarded and knew that everyone in the castle sought to find their true origin, but as long as Odin was alive there was no one who really worried them as a threat.
Speaking of the future king, it did not go unnoticed by the time traveler that he had not been in Asgard for a long time. The war against Jotunheim occupied most of his days and nothing seemed to please him more than to show his greatness and superiority, as well as increase his glory. Loki sometimes wondered which Odin he hated most, the conqueror or the one he used to call his father.
Knowing Borr was surprisingly amazing, the old Asgardian as many thought it was outdated and lame was possibly the wisest man the prince ever had the pleasure of talking in that realm. His son became stronger, more popular, more admired and feared than he was, but even so the king refused to give him the crown of Asgard for all those years, continued to rule even though he wished to leave the kingdom. Once and for all, as hard as it was to climb stairs, he did not give up his position as strong and strong (not so strong, but the people did not need to know that). The old man was an extremely pleasant presence, perhaps all Asgardians would agree with that and for that reason never tried anything against him in order to put the firstborn in his place.
Most importantly, Borr was very fond of Loki all these days since they actually met, perhaps even more than he felt for his own son. The old man was very humorous, understood and amused at all sorts of jokes, and loved to prank his subjects. "I'm alive too long to care what they'll think, laughing is a great medicine." Frigga used to say that Meili was the best thing that happened to the king in the last millennia, it was very hard for him standing alone in his position, almost as if he had no right to continue to rule with someone like Odin ready to replace him, he was often seen only as a lunatic by the damn persistent throne.
In Loki the king saw a friend who knew how to make the best of graces he could ever watch, the sorcerer heard the whispers that even the man's appearance had improved since the stranger's arrival and this contributed to the fact that no one really wanted to get rid of it. person who saved the boy Thor. Many feared that the king's days were (finally) coming to an end, although clearly preferring Odin all wanted the good of the one who served them for so long. Borr unfortunately felt the same way.
There was a sadness well hidden throughout Asgard, it was apparent that the population was still mourning over a sudden change that occurred before the little prince was born, and it did not take much for the adopted Asgardian to associate this with Hela's ban, a fact that only happened. a few years before the boy came into the world, but no one commented on, they were determined to make her forget and the new generations would not resort to something similar.
It broke her heart to see how Frigga carried this weight on her back, she blamed herself for what her daughter became, helped to govern more than she should due to her husband's constant absence, personally trained the four hundred year old every day. I would go to Bifrost to look at the immensity of the universe. As much as everyone knew what she really wanted going there no one ever heard a single request about the goddess of death from the woman.
Loki used to make tea for her when he felt that what she wanted most was company, he told stories about her life, some true and some not, always giving her data about who she really was, sometimes exaggerating about certain events, but at all times. Occasionally he would have laughed, and that wonderful smile would be on his face again. The princess trusted herself, through the pure influence of her father-in-law, but trusted and came to love every moment they had together, sometimes the time traveler thought to catch in her face the same affection she gave him whenever he saw him at the time. considered him his son. Life in the royal family really got better.
Okay, sometimes the god still wanted to throw the little brother off a cliff, but he was too cute for that and acted as if Meili was the most sensational creature he had ever met, he loved to see those moments of idolatry on the part of him. future god of thunder, so for now no heir would slip accidentally and end up dead in a fatal accident. Perhaps the prince would consider this again if the boy stopped stealing muffins from the kitchen to eat hidden with the king, Frigga would kill them if he knew that, but they were good at keeping secrets.
Things only started to get worse and returning home only became their main goal when Odin returned to his kingdom. There was a great celebration, all the people were extremely pleased with the heir's presence among them, but the great prince despite pleasing everyone with his masks that always went unnoticed and showing his supposed joy to the people from the point of view of the lying god. I was not happy at all. Meili received the man's thanks publicly, which convinced people that he also accepted him and was immensely grateful that he had saved those whom everyone should treat as his firstborn, the reality was unfortunately quite different from this.
Loki knew Odin hated him as soon as he heard his first report about the weeks the foreigner spent in Asgard, he felt the god's anger at his back whenever he saw him from afar, certainly not at all pleased with it. the affection the stranger gained from his father, son, and wife while he was out risking his life in the war. The god of cheating could not have the most inflated ego, after all the almighty heir to the throne felt threatened by him just when he was not trying to do anything wrong.
Frigga seemed to have realized the same and laughed at Meili at the face her husband always made when he knew they were together, for his wife his new friend was nothing but good company, it was almost absurd for her that he felt jealous of someone the princess has just met. Thor didn't quite understand why his father was in a bad mood, and he felt hurt that he had been cut off when he wanted to tell him about the amazing and funny things the stranger was doing, ever since secluding himself in his mother's garden, it hurt him. though his greatest hero denied his approach, and the prince really didn't seem to make much of a boy around. She didn't know it was possible that her anger at the man would increase even further, until she saw how he negatively affected her family.
(...)
Borr was not well and looked worse since Odin ordered the person who made him laugh most for the war, he definitely did not want to be left alone in the castle again, but the next day Meili would leave for Jotunheim and there was nothing that could be done. . On the night of their farewell the two gathered in the king's room and snuggled close to the fireplace, served with a tray full of cookies smuggled from the kitchen by the blonde who now slept comfortably in his grandfather's bed. It seemed that the king had something very important to say to him, but on that particular day it seemed that even breathing became difficult for him.
- It seems to me that Death remembered to pick me up ...- He commented with a faint smile on his face, not afraid, though his visible pain was really pleased. - I'm tired, very tired, but I wanted to live long enough to see you grow up, Loki. - A sudden wonder passed over the younger man's features, how did he know his real name? - Don't make that face, boy. Age did not make me so foolish, did you really think that I would let you walk freely in my kingdom without disturbing you with questions about your origin and life if I did not know exactly who you were? - The old man chuckled at his grandson's surprised face.
- You seem to have caught me ... - Loki smiled in surrender, even though his mind worked on a million possible moments that might have denounced him.
- I can almost hear your brain working, calm down! I've known about your coming since before Frigga found you, I probably wouldn't be suspicious of your cover without the information you previously had, your magic doesn't leave such traces when you're unintentional. - He said proudly, trying to use language more like what people in the prince's time are used to.
- Why do I get the impression you're involved with who brought me here? - Loki questioned suspiciously, no longer worrying about maintaining the language that the Asgardians used to use at that time, that could be the answer he needs to return home.
- Probably because you're a smart man. Come on, dispel the illusion, I want to see your face before my time here is over. - There were no objections from the other, and soon Borr was staring at the image the younger usually used, even if it wasn't the real one. - Creed! - The king exclaimed as if offended. - Why is my late wife's genetics always the predominant one? I was hoping this nightmare would end Frigga's influence since Thor looks more like her, but there you are with the same black hair and green eyes.
- I imagine Grandma was a charming woman. - The old man's drama quickly disappeared as he remembered his queen.
- Oh, I don't remember her face, but I know I felt like you were in front of the most beautiful creature in the universe whenever you looked at her. - A dreamy smile appeared on the king's face. - Good thing I won't find her in Valhalla, that shrew would surely push me over some cliff as soon as I get the chance," she went to Hel. You were a terrible person, but we got along our way. - Suddenly the old man's brow furrowed and he seemed irritated. - Now don't make me lose focus! I need to tell you a few things ... - He began to cough. - Important ... before you leave. -More coughing and he almost choked, but Loki reached for his back and began a comforting caress with the help of his magic, which seemed to really relieve him.
There was a moment of silence before Borr fully recovered, outside a heavy rain began, the sea stirred and the wind howled in a very sad sound. Asgard felt he was losing a great leader.
- Does anyone else know about me? - The prince asked carefully, it did not seem good to him that many people knew about his true identity.
- Only Frigga, she noticed that your magic core was too much like hers to be coincidental, my daughter-in-law is a really intelligent woman. - Her voice sounded faint and distant. - I must ask you to keep my image alive here in the castle, even take me into battle if you must, I do not trust my son enough to give you the throne, even after all these years ... Borr looked a little more shaken than he had seconds ago.
"Odin should have been king for a long time, but I couldn't leave my dear Asgard in his hands, I always hoped that someday a change would happen, but I just saw my firstborn get worse every day. He was always extremely greedy and selfish, never bothering to hurt people to get what he wanted. Marriage to your mother was a costly arrangement, she always deserved more than a title that would not bring her happiness and a man who wore her body, but then Hela was born and for the first time I saw my son's heart softening, when the little girl grew up I felt that he was really learning not only to love the new heiress but also the woman who brought her into the world. My granddaughter's childhood was one of the happiest times of my life, but so was everything. Hela fed her father's ambitious desires, and they understood each other more than perfectly on this subject, shared the same dream, and were a perfect match. I could not prevent the times of conquest to begin, indeed I could not prevent many things from him, but all my interference at least made us not extinguished because of the follies of those two. My position as king has always been a hindrance for my son to do whatever he wanted. It was then that rebels from the planet who became shelter of her mother's parents, brothers and nephews attacked her family shortly after we reached the nine kingdoms, no one Frigga knew in that place survived and this triggered in times of great pain here at the castle. . Nobody was happy to see the sadness of the beloved future queen and until Odin was affected by her hurt, he set off after the jewels of infinity to bring the people she loved back and got all six, but the power charged his prisoner and when the gauntlet was completed he became blind with all that power, became a horrible being again and forgot his compassion. Frigga was furious when she saw what her husband had become and confronted him with the intention that he should get rid of those stones, she knew that would trigger more disgrace, but as expected my son did not hear and was angry with her. " There were some tears accumulating in the king's eyes. Out of curiosity, he quickly adapted to what he knew to be the new Asgardian language.
"Odin killed her. It wasn't purposeful, he had no control over his power, and when he realized what he was doing she had already turned to dust. That was the time I saw my boy most regretting anything and maybe it was the first time he became aware of the consequences that having such powers bring, my son brought her back shortly thereafter, just as she brought her family and everyone else. the innocents who died of Asgard glory until that day. Never again did the jewels influence him in any way and he only wore them when it was strictly necessary, I was washed away thinking that he had finally become a man worthy of being king and was almost ready to rest. But Hela did not accept the sudden change in her father's behavior, she did not understand and turned against him, did not want to stop expanding our empire now that they were at their peak, she knew that all peoples would kneel before our strength if Odin wanted to . It was his attitude with her that made me change my mind, understand ... my son was still in possession of the stone of the mind, he could convince her to change and did not do so. He banished her and made our people almost completely forget her as a punishment, Hela didn't deserve to lose everything she had, she was taught since she was right and no one bothered to really talk to the goddess to try. teach her about that new life, they simply attacked her for not agreeing with a completely different point of view for herself. I didn't have the time and the strength to stop what happened. "The tears were no longer contained.
"So many years later and Odin had already scattered the stones again through the cosmos when Jotunheim attacked Midgard. You have no idea how I wanted to slap my son beautifully because of what he did next. Now as a protector of the kingdoms he was duty bound to protect them and establish peace, what better way to do this if not by declaring war on the people who dared to invade a planet? Very fair this boy of mine. We are not done with this bullshit until today and a few months ago a very nice girl from Midgard came to the castle, knocked out all the guards and demanded that we stop attacking the kingdom of the giants, Odin was not here, it was I who received it. 'We in Midgard are fully capable of defending ourselves from our threats alone, we don't want them to massacre an entire people for something we could have solved immediately.'" Borr spoke at last imitating the voice of a hysterical woman.
"Nor did I believe her at first, but that changed as soon as I recognized the jewel of time in the amulet she wore around her neck. I then let her explain to me about her forces and her own army, and finally we agreed that something should be done about the war, but upon my demand her people should not get involved more than she was already doing. Our agreement was that she would find a timeline in which Odin would become a 'benevolent king' and would make the necessary modifications to make this our future, but for that the woman realized that she would need to bring one of my grandchildren. to our present and that only he would make everything we wanted possible." The old man's breath faded with the end of the story, the time outside became even more desperate, and Loki understood that the explanation took every last minute of that man. with thick fur garments by Asgard's finest artisans, but he does not hear questions about it. the behavior of the foreigner. None of the heir's men liked him or
- I am not the best person to bring peace, but I promise you I will do my best. - The prince whispered without letting his feelings show through his voice, and Borr gave him a proud little smile before closing his eyes and his body transformed into the beautiful glow that would take him straight to Valhalla.
(…)
When Meili came to Bifrost beside Odin, it was a surprise to both of them that the visibly healthier and more willing king with Frigga and little Thor were there to say goodbye. Obviously it was not for the heir to the throne that they were there, after all they had given their last weeks.
The boy, frightened by his father's gaze, was reluctant before approaching the gift he wanted to give his new friend. It was with astonishment that Loki recognized the twisted horn helmet in the little man's hands, that was one of the chief symbols of Asgard's warriors, and giving it to the time traveler meant that he was completely accepted as one of them. Ignoring the glorious prince's disapproval, Meili knelt before the blonde and bowed his head to do his bidding. "Don't get used to it, Thor. This will not happen again. "He thought with an amused smile on his face and stood up with the helmet properly placed on his head, before addressing Frigga made sure to ruffle the child's hair as a way of showing his pleasure and it got a big happy, fussy smile from her, but now her mother was the target of all her attention.
The foreigner knew that theoretically he was not obliged to go to a war that was not his own, but he also knew that if he stayed there he would take away all the confidence he gained from the people, just as he would be expelled without doing whatever the universe I hoped he would. Fighting alongside Odin and coming back alive was like proving he was worthy to continue between them, the one he once called his father would have to swallow all his jealousy and crazy theories that might have been a little certain about Meili planning to steal from him. the throne, as well as having to accept it as part of the people, since everyone would accept it without hesitation. The main point was that Odin did not expect or want him to return, so it was to be expected that he would either be sent on a suicide mission or he would find a way to make sure that only his body returned, what a kinder king this man was. would be, isn't it? Loki planned to get rid of one of the heir's eyes, since from what the stories tell it was after this that he came to see the other half of the painting and completely abandoned his wishes for conquest and war.
Frigga was beautiful that day, more than ever she reminded him of the woman he had most admired in her life, and when she opened her arms to receive him he waited for nothing to come to her and wrap her in a loving embrace. She really missed her, deeply regretted the last words he had said to her on her last day of life, and did not regret at all the time that had spent with her these last days.
- No matter what I tell you in the future. - He whispered close to her ear. You'll always be my mother. - He squeezed her a little more tightly, being returned the same way at Odin's unhappy gaze.
Borr's image carried tears barely contained in his eyes and when it was his turn to say goodbye it was as if he didn't know what to say, it was interesting how this king could convey an image of power so strong that it frightened all his enemies, but to At the same time he also resembled a sensitive and lovely old man. Only those who grew up in Asgard and accompanied him since they were children can see beyond indestructible appearance, only they see the kind man with countless weaknesses that he really was, no one denied that he was the Father of All at that time.
- You dare not die, my friend. - The king said holding firmly the grandson's shoulder, as much as for many that gesture meant some kind of attachment or affection acquired by the stranger, Loki knew that if the real Borr were there to say those words would be because the future of the kingdom depended. than he would do in Jotunheim and not because he was concerned about his safety. - And you. - He looked at his son with an arched eyebrow. - Stop looking at me this way, why would I say something like that to you if I'm sure you're coming back?
It was with an amused smile from Meili and a frown from Odin that they both left for Bifrost, the family waving at both of them was their last vision of that realm and they left with the certainty that when they were back at Bifrost. Asgard everything would be very different than now when they left her.
Being in the icy realm brought no good memories to Loki, but at least while he was there, he would not have to measure his words or act like the perfect prince that everyone had the illusion that he was the last few weeks, far away from anyone with whom he had been. he cared minimally or whatever it was convenient to please he was again the god of cheating and once again was in his hands to manipulate events so that a greater goal could be achieved.
It was not unnoticed to anyone that Meili wore no proper attire for a planet like this, after all it was unusual for anyone to survive the temperature of that place without bracing themselves had a mere confidence, they didn't care if he would face the freezing cold of Jotunheim, this was even the cause of some laughter between them.
There was an Asgardian encampment on a rare plain slightly off the mountainous terrain where the giants lived, even if most of the army stayed at home and only appeared during the clashes, there were those people who didn't rest until they guaranteed that nothing would get out of control. from your leader. It was they who ventured to gain as much information as possible from the inhospitable kingdom, who drafted the strategies, and who kept up the increasing pressure on the people who lived there. Being there was like affirming to the nine kingdoms that the stranger was indeed worthy of being one of them, for only the fittest among the beings serving the heir were selected to act upon those conditions.
As they walked among the huts it was possible to see injured, drunk people, some men desperately trying to keep a fire burning, others preparing a large pot of hot soup that would become the soldiers' dinner before it froze and warriors preparing to go on their proper missions. all stopped what they were doing to reverence the future king when they saw him. But in the tent that looked more like a house and where they were headed was a single man surrounded by maps and books, but it was only when they entered that it became possible to realize that this was Tyr, the god of war, that who won this title from Odin himself by distracting Fenrir, Hela's wolf, to be captured, and who lost his hand in the process when the animal realized what was happening. Loki, sometimes, doesn't understand why people did things like that and earned important titles while he earned his fame like a liar and traitor for do the same, after all God knew that Fenrir was an gift from the heir and that was Tyr who helped the princess to take care of the wolf, to train him and teach him about who he should to obey, when he calls his attention, the animal gladly gave It to him because he considered being in front of him as a friend and ally, but it was too late when he realized that he was being deceived and eventually died shortly after.
- Oh, you are already back, Odin! - Tyr announced seriously and looked up his eyes to the paper that analyzed to see better his prince and friend. He doesn't look surprise with a presence of a unknown.
- I see that my explorers have been done an good job. - Odin commented when he analyzed the maps that was in his dispose. - This is Meili, the men who I told you about. - He spoke gesturing to Loki like he wasn't someone important. - You can come closer. The devious god went without waiting for another invitation, even if he rolled his eyes in disregard.
Tyr began to look at the stranger with more interest and curiosity, as if searching for something special about his appearance, how much the time traveler took the opportunity to mentally record all the information those Asgardians out there who were now in his field eyesight.
-You're right, the spell that he uses to hide is better than one that Frigga could produce. - The war god concluded, almost surprised, and Loki showed no emotion that Odin knew he was hiding his true appearance. - You better be willing to fight us, boy, this is the first time in a long time anyone has impressed this stubborn man. - For the first time the man grinned and the heir looked slightly embarrassed, which was new to him. - A mysterious being who came out of nowhere, saved Prince Thor, earned the trust of the king and Frigga, won the goodwill of the people and has the courage to provoke Odin! I admit I thought the rumors were false, but you even have enviable magic control. You are exactly what we needed at the moment!
He would definitely be sent on a suicide mission, no longer in doubt. But the part about impressing the heir left him with an inflated ego, very few times his father was surprised at anything he did and it just showed that even if he didn't like Meili Odin he saw enough potential in him to become truly allies. He would have noted this in his diary as a happy memory if he were still a child and had a diary.
- My father may not be in the right mind, but he never let an enemy approach him, if the old man trusts you, stranger. - The heir looked at the one who still displeased him with the closest smile he could even trying to stop to see the men like a threat. - Are because there is something in you that is really worth to know.
- May I know why you are here? - Loki questioned looking from Tyr to Odin, they planned that someone would infiltrate the giants by what they hinted about their abilities, but you had to have a great plan in mind to think that your opponents would trust anything.
- And above all you are thirsty for your mission... - The war god seemed to like Meili more with each passing second, but it was the glorious prince who was willing to explain.
- There is a giant who is willing to do anything to save her son, the boy in the eyes of the people and the father are just a shame that they are so weak and so small, but even though they all despise him, his mother wants him at all costs. Get off the planet and have a decent life somewhere else. Luckily an old friend of mine, Grid, came to us with the woman's appeal and if we come to a good deal we can convince her that we will take the child and give her to a good family among the nine kingdoms, but you are Of course, in return they will have to tell us how to reach the main stronghold of the whole kingdom, which is where they keep the Box of Past Winters, the most important weapon of this people.
There's no possibility these jotuns will accept conditions like these. - The wizard said with certainty. -I imagine that if you once regarded this woman as your friend, you are the least intelligent to know that a legendary weapon is not exchanged for a weak and useless boy, you should at least offer that he will be brought up in the palace as your own son. Not even a mother would give such a thing in exchange for such a petty position for a puppy. - Tyr seemed to be pleased when he heard him referring to the giants as animals, Odin on the other hand seemed to look at him with other eyes, as if now he could see some resemblance between the foreigner and himself, it was to be expected that he already expected an answer by this time.
-Then surprise me and make them accept, in the end they'll be dead anyway. - He shrugged, but he was pleased, knew his newest ally would make it.
(...)
Grid was expecting for her answer in a cave near the camp, she camouflaged herself in the snow so perfectly that if it had not been a great god looking for her, it would never have been possible to approach without her noticing it. At first the giantess hesitated and did not believe her words or intensions, the woman wanted Odin himself to bargain, it was almost an insult to be sent to a complete stranger.
- Get out of here, Asgardian! Don't you think that I will negotiate with anyone among you! How to be assured that you will not fool us? She looked distraught and lost, scared just like most of her people, yet unlike all giants, she risked approaching or desperately made people braver. The grid believed that it was seriously killed by someone who was heir or had a date and for more than one day had been an incredible war; she was languishing with war, she was extremely thin and too weak to resist any investment from her enemies.
Loki knew that she could be enough or enough to starve and trust someone from the realm of the conquerors who tried to destroy them, so to leave an umbrella once and for all wasting no time trying to convince had not. Willingness to hurt her at the moment or prince undo any magic upon her. The grid was already leaving midway when his experiment indicated that there were no more spells on the air and as he looked back to part with what appeared to be a jotun child, but realized that it was the same man who was trying to use even and a solution stuck in his throat when he understood or what it means.
- I wasn't sent here just in case, I am a half-breed, or what has brought me as close as possible to being a shame and despising your people. However, it seems that the boy is not in a very different condition from mine, which is why I am here. I am proof that the same troubled people as he and I have a chance to live elsewhere in the nine kingdoms. - He created a good portion of roots that among the giants were one of the most tasty and nutritious meals. - Come on, eat, you won't be able to keep your foot for long if you don't consume something.
Outside the blizzard seemed to slowly subside, and she knew the man was right, it had been too long since the last time she could have a good meal, so she took the food she was offered and swallowed it faster and more than would be normal.
- How did you say you were your name, boy? - The female sat on the floor, with its generous eight meters high this shape was the only way to be at eye level with the other.
-Meili from Vanaheim. - Loki felt the creature's large eyes analyze her in the smallest detail. - As I said earlier, I would like to escort you to the camp where your child is to analyze her and see if she is able to survive the spell that will allow her to have a life in high temperatures.
- Right ... - She looked hopeful - When we get there can you repeat to the people the spell that brought these roots?
-Of course, I would have no problem with that. -He offered her a kind smile.
- Great! - Grid got up again, had finished eating. But I'll have to blindfold you, and on my shoulders, I can't risk them finding out where we are.
The god might have told her that Heimdall was able to see the whole universe and that Odin probably already knows where they are, but that because he needed the despair of women he had not yet attacked them and that he was purposely weakening them by cutting off all the access they had. They could have the supplies. Obviously that would make her at least panic and choose to flee to warn her people, leaving them behind, and that wasn't exactly pleasant. His decision was to agree with her conditions without showing anything in his expression that could compromise him. Soon his vision was already blocked and his body was thrown to the broad shoulders of the giantess who was slightly more animated than when they met.
Loki could feel the snow beating hard on his face, but ice and cold didn't bother him, but what made him uncomfortable was the growing impression that he would fall at any moment, Grid like any other giant was too rough and even that. Trying to be careful nevertheless made the prince keep alert every second for the risk of falling.
The early hours passed and the man's senses could detect no Jotun life nearby, which always gave the impression that it would be a long time before they approached the camp. Her arms and legs were uneasy as if slowly knots would form in her muscles, but she was trying hard not to move more than she should, anything strange could cause an unwanted reaction from her company.
The sound of the wind distracted him, sometimes the strange and repetitive movements of the giantess gave him the impression that she was lost, and the sound of her tired breathing made him think that perhaps she would not reach her destination alone. As much as the meal might have helped Grid was still too weak for such a long trip.
He was beginning to wonder what was going on in his time while he was there in the past, thinking that perhaps his fiancee was in crisis knowing that she would not be able to feel it there, but when he thought about her the more he cared, which one he really was. The name of your little monster? The consequences of staying all these days in a past that never belonged to him were more apparent now, his memories were being affected, and his last years seemed even more distorted. The sudden fear of forgetting and returning to all that bitterness seized him, his head ached, and so he forced himself to shift his consciousness elsewhere to distract himself with anything and don't lose control.
(...)
While the foreigner traveled far away to gain the enemy's trust, in the Asgardian encampment everyone was getting ready for the upcoming attack, apparently the giants had come to where they were and were planning to catch them off guard with a surprise attack. It would not work, much less be a surprise since well before the first signs of approaching the horizon, Borr came by Bifrost to communicate what was happening.
-Couldn't you have told me this telepathically? - Odin questioned his somewhat confused father; it was unusual for the king to wish to step on the battlefield in recent centuries.
-Obviously I could. - The old man replied, stretching - But I was feeling bored in the castle and I decided to come here to lead you, as I should have been doing. - He gave his son an excited smile.
The heir clearly did not believe what he was hearing, his father, the god who until weeks ago had difficulty even breathing now was in front of him saying that he intended to command an attack. He did not doubt that the king once had invaluable battlefield value, after all he heard every single story about his mounds made and grew up with the constant pressure of being a god as amazing as Borr or even better, but time The old man was gone, and there was no way he could do anything useful when the threat came, only a probable distraction and nothing but a burden to all warriors.
-Are you insane? - There was indignation in the heir's tone of voice. - Going with us will bring you sickness, leading us will give you a direct ticket to Valhalla!
- I'm still your king, am I not? Therefore you cannot interfere with my choice. - He may be the local authority, but he still looked like a sulky kid with the expression he was making.
Odin sighed for a long time, asking anyone who could hear him to allow him patience to deal with his father, although he was annoying, inconvenient, extremely persistent with the wrong things, and an old man was still part of his family so it was his duty calmly explain that he COULDN'T lead anything!
-Listen to me, dad: while we're fighting we can't worry about your safety, many more lives can be lost if my men are focused on protecting the leader rather than destroying the threat. I know very well that we have warriors fully capable of annihilating an army while protecting the weak, but these men are not here and your life has more value to any of your people than their own, do you really think they will fight to the best of their ability if they wonder if you are hurt or not? - Borr cringed slightly, knew it was the truth. - I ask you, go home!
-I could, at least, stay in a safe place and watch ... - There was no way, that was probably the best thing that could convince the stubborn old man to do it.
-Okay. - Odin said. -But don't act on impulse, don't let them know you're here, and never get out of your hiding place.
His father smiled always made things worth, it was wrong to think that the heir didn't love the man, but it wasn't as if he left his feelings above his ambitions. The glorious prince led the king to the far corner of the camp and cast some spells so that he could have the best visibility, as well as comfort and the best protection that place could offer. No one would notice the god's presence inside, nor would they be able to get into any hypothesis, after all the only ones who had the heir's permission to do such a thing were Borr and Odin himself.
As soon as the eldest was safely left the giants arrived and the prince went to greet them as they deserved, mounted his legendary eight-legged horse and set off at full speed to face them leading his faithful soldiers. A large, familiar face caught his eye, amid the throng of bodies forming, was Laufey the king of Jotunheim, his chief enemy among all the ice giants. It took no more than that for Odin's target to be demarcated and everyone around them felt their leaders' intentions, then made room for them to move towards each other and face each other, the warriors drifting away until they reached a safe distance that would not interfere in the fight of the two and returned to attack each other.
Jotunheim trembled as the spear of Asgard's heir slammed into the king's war ax on those lands.
It wasn't possible to tell who was taking advantage of this confrontation, bodies on either side fell into the snow, blood stained the pure white, and good men and giants were lost every minute. Borr watched the horrors of war from his refuge, was attentive to every detail, and it was his privileged position that allowed him to see what was to come. Someone held the Box of Past Winters on top of the nearest mount. That jotun's wish could take the lives of all the Asgardians down below and no one could see it except him.
"Damn protection!" - The king stepped out of his hiding place and widened his aura to the point where everyone noticed him, even felt a certain amusement when some of the enemies weakened to contemplate the image of the legitimate leader of his opponents.
- PROTECT YOUR IDIOTS! - He shouted so that his people would then notice the danger; a huge avalanche was within meters of reaching them. No one would have had time to save their own life had it not been for the older's intervention.
There were moments of silence before the king could see his soldiers succeeding in digging out, while the giants already more accustomed to such things had an advantage and regrouped far away, Borr helped each of his people find their partners. and to eliminate the lagging jotuns. Many were surprised, quite surprised, but very happy to see the dear old lame there with them.
Odin was no longer in sight, just as Laufey had both disappeared into the white expanse. Now all the Asgardians faced their true leader in expectation, what action they would take. With a sigh and searching for the man carrying the dangerous weapon, the king began to act, set them in formation, and ordered the next attack on the enemy, as the warriors fought and acted as they commanded him to watch all around them in the hope of locate the child.
The minutes passed more slowly than they should have been, and there was no sign of Odin anywhere, the fighting continued and people just did not divert their attention to protect the king because it was his heir who needed help. Borr moved away, he followed what appeared to be a greater atmospheric concentration of the snowstorm, his instincts saying that none of this was common and so he hurried his steps, crossing his obstacles and the snow itself without any difficulty.
When he came near a canyon, he was relieved to see the prince below, but this feeling did not last long, he finally fought Laufey and the wizard who carried the Box of Past Winters at the same time, and was visibly wounded by the avalanche that hit them a short time ago. There was no sign of Odin's horse and the king didn't know what to do, so he took a chance and using magic made an extravagant signal to get the attention of his warriors. But of course they weren't the only ones to notice his presence thanks to what he did, downstairs the fighters also noticed him and the wizard didn't take long to attack him.
The freezing lightning pierced his body and destroyed part of the ground with the impact, which also caused his fall into the canyon. Her body was paralyzing, but it was not possible to say what was happening around her as her senses seemed to be pulled elsewhere and there was wreckage of the landslide in front of her, making it even harder to find out who was winning.
The noise was confusing to itself, it could register nothing, but it was very cold. It was only possible to know who had been victorious when Odin appeared close to him, he carried with him an expression as cold as the planet they were on, did not seem to recognize the dying man in front of him and was also injured.
-Look at yourself ...- The heir said, showing no feeling. -I warned you that you should stay away from battle, I tried to protect you.
-My son. - He said weakly, it was so cold, but he understood what the prince would do. - You seek a healer in Asgard... - The image trembled in agony. - They can ... they can ... help.
- A healer? - Odin pretended not to understand. -No, I don't think so, you wasted the chance I gave you. I have done everything for our kingdom all my life and you never gave me the throne that was always mine by right! Your time is over for centuries, Borr. You need not continue to resist the passage that will lead you to Valhalla. - He bent down to his eye level. - Understand, I am doing you a favor by not seeking help, Asgard will be well in my hands and you will always be remembered as a hero. - The heir held out his hand as if to touch it. - Good bye, father.
The image of the Asgardian king disappeared before his son's eyes and with his official death the crown was now in the hands of the prince. No one but the current sovereign would ever know what really happened that day. Or so it should have been if this wasn't just another illusion of Loki and if it wasn't him looking at Odin through his father's eyes all this time
(...)
- You woke up! Good, I thought you were dead. - Grid commented as he felt the half-blooded Meili breathing back to normal.
The sorcerer wondered momentarily where he was, it was rare for him to transfer his control completely to one of his illusions. It took a while for him to notice that they were now comfortably mounted on some strange creature, but it gave him a pleasant sense of protection.
- We're almost there, from here I can already see the camp.
Loki just grunted in agreement, was too angry to think straight, Odin judged him for trying to seize the throne, condemned him for attacking Jotunheim and Midgard and imprisoned him for his deeds, but it was he who attacked all nine kingdoms first and who left the blood father himself died in front of him doing absolutely nothing, besides going unpunished he still took the crown of reward and began to live as if none of this had happened.
His current desire was to go back to the camp and destroy him for all the shit he'd already put him through, every time he treated him like trash for his choices while in his past he'd done the same and even worse actions. . The Prince wanted to kill him right there, since in the future he was already dead. Now the god completely understood what Hela meant to him to look like Odin, the adopted Asgardian acted the same way the man did when he was younger. Never in all his life has Loki been as disgusted with himself as he was at the moment.
His eyes were uncovered and he found himself in a large underground chain of caves, the shelter of those who had no value to their king, that is, those who were weak, those who were very old, and those who were very young. Although they were the disposable part of the population, they were all so much taller than themselves and looked so shaken that they didn't notice him there even with all the noise the animal he and Grid rode made. The situation in which these giants found themselves was pitiful, just looking at them made it possible to see that there was no more food available and one could imagine that if they still had water it was because their greatest resource was ice and he obviously makes it water if they can heat it. Many bodies were lying on the floor with their eyes already closed and the weeping of those who kept close to them only indicated what their current conditions were, beyond there was a heavily fed fire that would probably not go out anytime soon, that was where they burned their bones. your dead.
Grid looked away, it was very difficult for her to accept that they had actually arrived in that condition, since Loki didn't miss any details. From an early age he was taught how cruel these cold creatures were, that they were ungrateful for not enjoying the goodness of the Father of All, told him that there was no reason for them to rebel, that they should be submissive to the will of their leader. and not complain about the wars because the Jotuns would always be the villains causing them. Of course, it was very easy for the gods to blame them as they feasted in the halls of Asgard, it was quite simple to belittle the hatred of the giants while the land of their kingdom yielded the most bountiful harvests, no one seemed to see that Jotunheim's ground in Most of it was rocky and did not allow the planting and that what they could accumulate of food was plundered or given only to the soldiers during each confrontation. Children were starving while sovereigns played their war games.
Asgardians after Odin became benevolent until they tried to make up for their mistakes, they sent tons of food that were produced in Asgard every year, but their bodies never allowed them to understand that for the giants all that food tasted like sawdust, which despite To keep them alive in the most difficult times was physically painful to eat the food produced outside Jotunheim, nourish them, but not correctly, and most harm their bodies of what helped. Frigga had prevented her boy from going through this when she understood why he was in pain whenever he tried to eat, she bewitched him to make his system work like her people and that was never a problem for them again.
Grid led Meili to what appeared to be the most cozy of the tents, unannounced upon entering and simply dragged him inside, she again looked proud to see that he had survived even though he was so small and went deeper into the cave, leaving him alone with an unknown man who was about six feet tall, which among them was considered some dwarf.
- Asgard is always surprising us. - The stranger spoke facing the being who just entered. - I never thought I'd see a smaller giant than me. You must be a half-breed too! - He really seemed happy with this realization. - Don't mind her. - He indicated where the woman disappeared. - You are likely to have hoped that your condition must have gone to fetch his boy and his mother.
Loki nodded and approached looking at more men, he had the blue skin of the giants, but his hair and beard were black as coal and the light now allowed him to observe that he had familiar green eyes, as well as the structure of his body was well. different from the others and the shape of his face reminded him of someone...
I haven't introduced myself yet, I'm Vidar Gridson. - He offered her a beaming smile. - I am the sworn warrior to protect the Little One, I will go with him to the other realm when the time comes.
- People around here call me Meili, it's nice to meet you. - That creature really piqued his curiosity. - Why don't you use your father's name?
- You're not a gift to the bastards. - Although this is a sensitive subject for many, the giant took the question with amusement.
Loki smiled back at the man, he wondered how Borr was right, his wife's genetics really was the one that always predominated. There was no doubt for the prince, that was why Grid had risked seeking Asgard's help and Odin had considered her a friend in the past, in front of him was another of the sons of the glorious king, the rightful heir to the throne. Hela's permanent absence. I wish I could see Thor's face if he could see the half-breed you just met.
Suddenly, coming out of the gloom with a limp floor, came the most graceful ice giant the god had ever seen, she had short dark red curly hair, darkened full lips, freckles on her cheeks and the most welcoming look he had ever received. Her body was a little taller than Grid's, but she had no physical warrior bearing like the other, a long ragged black dress covered her almost completely, and in one of her arms was the tiny little thing that was probably the boy. that he should save. How gigantic her bones were, and in no way did she resemble the beautiful princesses young men usually dream of, but in her eyes no other woman was so pleasant to watch, not even Frigga or her girl, no one ever brought her such comfort. . Loki knew that was his most primitive side of speaking and that he should not give this stranger a world as he suddenly wanted to do, but nothing would make it no longer pleasant to behold this wonderful creature from afar.
- Meili, this is Farbauti, my sister. - Grid introduced, none of the giants seemed to find the man's expression odd. - Sister, he is Asgard's envoy.
The god realized he was being thoroughly evaluated by the woman, but there was no judgment in his eyes, just curiosity. She came closer without breaking eye contact and when she was inches from her, she reached up to touch his face, as if to make sure he was real.
- You brought much hope to my people, thank you. - Nothing in her expression indicated sarcasm or a possible lie, she was so pleased that she could see her eyes moistening.
Farbauti's hand was soft and delicate and it was not possible not to notice that she looked much more fragile and delicate up close than when she was away, looking a little better was the paleness of her skin, she seemed to be sick. Loki raised his own hand and placed it over the one that almost enveloped his entire skull, feeling so safe there that he could be enveloped by the woman's touch for all eternity. It was the cheerful grunt of the child that broke the moment, the little baby looked down as if seeing the most wonderful thing in the world and stretched his arms asking the Asgardian lap.
- Hey! - Vidar called pretending to be outraged when the woman passed the little one into the stranger's arms. - Why are you going so fast in his arms if you spent your first few weeks screaming as I approached? - The boy laughed while pulling the hair of enchanted Loki, completely ignoring the presence of his guardian. - You're a horrible child, did you know that?
It was not known if who was more surprised was the god or the giants who knew the little man's suspicious habit. It was unusual for children to like the prince for some reason they were always scared to see him and never found him interesting, of course the fact that he didn't like children helped a lot and he also never struggled to make a good bond with them. But this baby had a curious good feeling in her chest, she didn't know how to explain it.
- Grid said you can summon food... - Farbauti commented as if he wanted nothing, but his remarkable thinness betrayed that he could kneel and kiss his feet in thanks, just as everyone in that place would do as well. that the sister said was true.
In fact, he would be a hero if he helped them even with that.