Author's note – Hello my darlings! Look another chapter! Hooray! I'm taking some time to introduce Liya's brothers, in my original tale they played only a slight role. I want that to change this time around.

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Frigga and Thor were staying with Loki and Liya for good amount of time before they would be returning to Asgard. It was a few days after Thor arrived that Liya's brothers came to visit their sister. Faradei and the Princess went to greet them at the Bifrost location. The beam receded from them and they stared at their sister. They didn't recognize her, not just from her hair and ears but she had vastly matured in her time away.

She saw the confused looks on their faces, "Oh," she said surprised and quickly removed the glamour.

"LIYA," they said in unison tackling their sister to the ground almost knocking Faradei down as well.

Andrei pulled her out of melee before they crushed their petite sister. Her oldest brother drew her in for a hug just holding his sister again tightly. She was safe and thriving on Alfheim, that was good, but they all missed her terribly. Vanaheim wasn't the same without her or their mother, it seemed darker and hollow. Liya held onto her brother for dear life as the other two crowded around her again.

"I have missed you my brothers," she said somewhat muffled her face being squashed into Andrei's chest.

They hugged her tighter, "We missed you too Sister," Arman said.

Faradei stood behind the touching reunion, "Princess, the glamour."

The boys let her out of the suffocating embrace as she resumed the spell that made her look like an Elf. Alek and Arman took her hands letting her lead the way to Alesa's castle. Andrei stayed behind with Faradei.

He looked at the Elf, "She is doing well?"

"Thriving," he told the eldest Arkynson.

Drei nodded, "Good, see that it continues."

Faradei bowed, "Of course your Highness."

Andrei walked forward followed by Faradei. This was Andrei's first visit to Alfheim and he was impressed with the surroundings. It was bright, it certainly suited his sister. The air was sweet and clean and its residents seemed trustworthy. Amaliya did seem to be doing well, but her oldest brother was still somewhat skeptical. Walking into the courtyard of Alesa's palace Liya ran up to him once more.

"Where's Daddy?"

"He had to stay behind this time Li," he told her softly. The Princess frowned but nodded.

The Queen of Alfheim followed by Frigga and the Odinsons emerged from the palace coming to greet Liya's oldest brother. Odin's wife embraced Andrei happy to see him. Alesa bowed her head at the young man which he returned. Thor grinned grabbing the forearm of the eldest Arkynson giving it a strong shake.

Andrei grinned, "No competition Thunderer?"

"None that I see," he responded with a laugh.

Andrei laughed, "I see none either, except maybe Amaliya."

"Oh no Brother, I am not going to be part of any competition. I have better things to do than beat all of you into oblivion."

"Is that so Sister," Alek said from behind her as Arman flanked her left side. Andrei closed in from the front and Thor took the right side.

Loki looked on in glee, he knew that she would best all of them. "It is a fact my dear Aleksei," Liya smiled.

Her brothers looked at her with playfulness and Thor readied himself for a fight but before any of them could move they fell to the ground in pain all of them moaning for a few moments before they regained control over their motor functions.

"That's not playing fair little sister," Arman said smiling.

She laughed, "Since when is four on one fair Armi? Now if you'll excuse me," she said bowing to her brothers and Thor before meeting up with Loki.

He kissed her lightly, "I might have to change your name Dove," he smiled.

"As long as I'm yours you can call me anything," she told him taking his hand as they walked around the palace to the gardens followed by Frigga and Alesa.

There were two looking down on the courtyard observing the power the girl held. Four very capable opponents and it was no effort on her part to offset them. The wizards looked at one another concern plastered on their aged faces. The Princess was still young and had not grown into her full abilities and coupled with the power of Infinity, she had the potential to be dangerous and turn against the Nine Realms. They would have to try bind her powers so that she can't abuse them.

"Moren," the Queen called, "Pallan," she reached the top of the tower. Alesa smiled seeing the two wizards, "I would like you to finally meet Amaliya, Princess of Vanaheim."

The Elf Queen ushered the girl forward. She looked at the wizards, they were old, almost ancient looking. Their white beards were tucked into the belts wrapped around their dark blue robes. Their skin was marked with dark spots and thin, almost like paper. One had sharp amber eyes like a hawk and the other had ice blue eyes they were lighter than the sky almost white. Liya looked closer at them, their eyes did not reveal their ages like their bodies did, which she thought was interesting.

"Your Highness," the one with amber eyes said as he bowed, "I am Moren, this is my brother Pallan." Liya turned to look at Pallan, he bowed as well but said nothing. "We are most excited to meet you after everything Queen Alesa has told us about you." Moren extended his hand to the Princess.

Amaliya took his hand his skin was softer than it appeared, they shook hands and she did the same with his brother. "Thank you," she said quietly.

"I will be bringing Amaliya to you for help with her abilities once her brothers and our visitors from Asgard have left. I see no reason to take the Princess away from her company at this time," the Queen informed them.

"Yes my Queen," they said in unison.

"All right dear one, go and have fun with your brothers," she told Liya, "I am sure Loki is missing you as well."

Liya embraced the Queen before she took off happily not only to return to her brothers and the Odinsons also glad not to be stuck in a stuffy tower with wizards that she thought were hiding something. She found Andrei and Thor sparring in the garden nearly trampling the roses.

"Brother! Thor! In the courtyard!" she yelled at them, "You ruin those roses I will ruin you," she playfully threatened before jumping on Arman's back, "Who's winning?"

Arman supported his sister's legs, "Neither. They're posturing."

"What," she asked with a laugh.

"They haven't taken a swing at each other yet," he told her grinning.

Alesa turned to the wizards after hearing Liya reprimand her brothers. "I want you to help her, not hinder her. I understand that the power she holds can be unsettling but she is built for it, it was and is her destiny to carry it. Am I understood?"

"Yes my Queen," they said in unison again.

Alesa nodded before leaving. She hoped that they would listen to her and know that Amaliya was destined for great things. She could united the Nine Realms, even Jotunheim, under one banner. She was needed and an education and better understanding of her abilities that she gained from both parents and her great, great, great grandmother would be necessary for her to succeed.

The wizards looked at each other nodding together. They would teach her however they would still be cautious and if anything felt off about the girl they would revert to their original plan.

Author's note – Thank you all for reading! A lot of you are, I would love to know how you think I'm doing! I'm not scary I promise!