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Years had passed since the great battle with Jotunheim. All of the Nine Realms were prospering, Asgard and Vanaheim amongst the most successful. King Arkyn and King Odin relished in their family life. Odin and his wife Frigga had two sons, Thor and Loki. Arkyn and Saga had three strong sons, Andrei, Arman, and Aleksei. Saga was however expecting a fourth child, to be born in May as the seasons turned. All of Vanaheim thought she would once again have another son, but she knew in her heart that she was carrying a daughter. A daughter she would be able to pass down the power of Infinity to.

Saga looked at her round belly running her hands lovingly over it feeling the strong child inside her moving, "My beautiful Amaliya, I cannot wait to meet you," she whispered. Her voice was like a song on the wind, soft and ethereal.

Arkyn heard Saga's voice and went to his wife, "You are certain we will have a daughter."

Saga turned her unusual eyes to her husband, "I am," she smiled. The lavender in her eyes picked up the waning sunlight making them sparkle.

"What will her name be," he asked putting his hands on her middle feeling the child move, she was the most active during the twilight hours.

"Amaliya Astrid," Saga told him.

"She will be as beautiful as her name and her mother," he threw his grey eyes to hers as he stood cupping her cheek with his hand.

"And strong like her father," she told him holding his hand to her face. There was a ruckus behind the couple interrupting their intimate moment making Saga laugh, "I see our sons have returned from Asgard with company."

Arkyn laughed with his wife, "Odin asked if we could take Thor and Loki for a time. I agreed hoping it would give them time to bond before Amaliya comes."

"I have pinned you once more Thunderer," the voice of Arkyn's eldest, Andrei, rang out in triumph.

"Loki! Brother! Help me!"

"Thor you have gotten yourself into this mess," Loki laughed that the precarious situation Thor found himself in. Tackled to the ground by both Andrei and Aleksei while he and Arman observed. "I told you not to take on all the Arkynsons they are far stronger than you."

"Aleksei! Andrei!" their father bellowed with a grin across the garden, "Let Thor up. Come greet your mother she has missed you."

The two holding the eldest Odinson down let him up reluctantly then all five boys ran into the gazebo. The three Arkynsons embracing their mother enthusiastically which made Arkyn a tad worrisome but Saga's smile at her handsome sons let him know she was fine. The brothers touched their mother's stomach getting excited for another brother.

"When is the baby coming mother," Andrei, asked.

"When the spring turns to summer," she told him holding his face.

"What is his name," the middle child, Arman, piped up.

"My sons," she said softly seeing the Odinsons coming closer, "come Thor and Loki," she invited them in taking a seat on one of the benches. "I know you have heard from many that you are getting yet another brother, however I am sure that you are getting a sister." There were several protestations from the three brothers making their father and mother laugh, "My sons, a sister is a wonderful gift. Andrei you will be able to protect her and teach her how to defend herself, Arman you will help her learn all that you know, and my sweet Aleksei you will help her live."

"What is her name," Arman asked once more.

"Amaliya Astrid," she told him softly feeling her daughter move once more.

"Amaliya," the youngest Odinson repeated in awe of Queen Saga.

Saga looked up at the younger Odinson, he was a sweet child. He did have a penchant for tricks and a gift for magic, truly a wonder. She looked between Thor and Loki one of them would be destined to marry Amaliya. A union between the Odinson and Arkynson houses would surely bolster the whole of the Nine Realms even more. Saga's face became thoughtful wondering if Odin would ever tell Loki of his true nature, but it did not matter to her. Loki approached the Queen cautiously; Saga smiled at the handsome child tucking a stray strand of his black hair behind his ear.

"Would you like to say hello to Amaliya Loki?"

Loki nodded slowly staring in wonder at Saga's pregnant belly cautiously placing his hands on the bump. The child inside her moved, "Hello Amaliya, I am Loki son of Odin," he said softly but confidently.

The child moved once again rapidly at his voice causing Saga to laugh, "She likes you." She stood with Arkyn's help, "I do believe it is time for me to retire for the night. Play well my sons and be gracious to our guests."

A gust of warm summer wind swept through the garden, the seasons were changing faster than anticipated. Saga held onto her husband trying to keep upright. A gasp of pain escaped her mouth and Arkyn called for the midwives, carrying his bride to their chamber. Amaliya was coming sooner than they had thought.

Saga labored into the early morning hours before giving birth to a stunning baby girl. Her hair was rich and black like her brothers. Her eyes were a stunning teal color like her brother Aleksei's. Her cry was high and melodic, which was something different than even Saga expected. She looked at the beautiful and delicate child in her arms, yes, her mother thought, you will do well with the gifts of Infinity.

Arkyn entered the room quietly. A smile graced his face at his wife and now sleeping daughter. He sat by Saga's side, lightly touching Amaliya's head. He looked to his Queen, long had he heard of her great, great grandmother Infinity and knew if they ever had a daughter she would be destined to be burdened with those abilities along with those he passed down to his children.

"Are you worried my love," Saga said softly.

He laughed quietly, "I am," he confessed, "Will she be able to handle these gifts?"

"With time and instruction she will be able to take on all the Nine Realms. She is strong Arkyn," Saga said handing the infant to her husband. "I can feel there is something special about her."

Arkyn nodded, "I feel it too," he looked to his wife still feeling the slight weight of his baby girl in his arms, "She will need to be protected."

"Of course, my love, she will be."

Eight of the Nine Realms rejoiced in the new Princess' birth, however the residents of Jotunheim were full of unrest at the news of Amaliya's birth. The prophecy was coming to fruition, a baby girl born to the Vanir in the summer. Laufey began plotting. Killing the child as an infant would be too risky, there would be too many to contend with to get to her without incident. No he would wait until she was older, when the guard of the Vanir and Aesir would be down.

The Jotun king chuckled low, "However there is no reason I cannot disrupt their celebration," he said to his most faithful general, "gather your troops, bolster a force, send whispers that we are going to invade to shake the house or Arkyn." The general grinned and nodded leaving to carry out his King's order. Laufey sat back in his massive throne, "Soon Arkyn you will know the pain of losing a child."

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