As the days went past, Frigga barely even left the little one alone. She slept with him in her arms like she had done with Thor, and fed him all the milk he could get down.

Slowly… Ever so slowly, the little child started to show more strength, it was two days after Odin had brought him to Frigga that the baby let out his first genuine wail asking for food.

It was a weak wail, not the loud echoing cry Thor would have given back in the day, but it was enough. He started being able to ask for the things he needed, even if it was only through small weak sobs. His hunger was slowly but surely growing, after three days he was able to actually grab the sack as he sucked on it, now with hunger in his eyes.

Odin had received news from Jotunheim, the child Laufy had been so excited about had not survived the birth, at least that is what he claimed.

How-ever, looking at the small blue baby in Friggas arms, Odin already knew the truth… This was Laufy's son.

Laufy had desired a strong and proud heir, someone to not just follow in his foot steps, but surpass him so this heir would be able to defeat Odin, the thing Laufy himself had failed to do.

What a disappointment Laufy must have felt when what had been delivered was the tiniest frost giant anyone had ever seen.

Odin felt no joy in that knowledge though, the child in Friggas arms were an innocent.

But what about the future? What would he become?

It seemed to be the very nature of Asgardians and Frost giants to always be at war, to kill each other on sight.

Then Odin turned to Frigga, lovingly shaking a rattle over the child's face, and the child's confused eyes were transfixed on the toy as his mouth was just slightly a gape. The picture could not have been more peaceful. There was no hatred between this child and woman, their difference in race didn't seem to matter at all.

Slowly Odin stepped towards his wife. "Frigga." he spoke.

"He is going to make it." Frigga smiled happily. "Look at him, he is a fighter. He is going to fight for his life, to the very last."

Odin exhaled. "That's the problem." he had to point out. "Frost Giants are not allowed in Asgard."

"Odin! He's just a baby!" Frigga exclaimed.

"Indeed, and that's why I was willing to make the exception!" Odin exclaimed. "How-ever… He will not be a baby forever."

"You're not taking him!" Frigga exclaimed grabbing the child as she starred Odin down with a defiant look.

"Frigga." Odin exhaled.

"You found him in the snow, right?" Frigga asked. "He should have died, but he didn't! That must be fate! It cannot be mere chance! You were supposed to bring the child here."

"According to fate, to all the prophecies. Asgardians and Frost giants are destined to be locked in eternal combat, until one of them are exterminated for good. That's why they are not allowed here." Odin sighed.

"I know that." Frigga hissed. "But even so… I will not let you take him." she stated.

Odin looked at Frigga. "Frigga.." he spoke. "Do you fully understand, what it would mean to keep that child?" he asked. "If you were to raise him? Would you do so alongside Thor?" he asked.

"Of course I would." Frigga stated.

"Please hear me out, think of all the consequences." Odin asked sincerely. "We needn't give him back to Laufy. But there are other ways, other realms which could take him. Realms which has no qualms against Frost Giants."

"You're not taking him." Frigga repeated in a stern voice, holding the child close.

Odin exhaled deeply. "If that is what you truly decide, I do see one way." he admitted.

Slowly Frigga looked up, then Odin walked to the child and placed a hand on his head. "A frost giant cannot be here, and certainly not as part of the royal family. How-ever… There is a way, so no one has to know."

Frigga was silent as she looked up at Odin.

"I can cast a spell, a most powerful one." Odin stated. "Lock away any of his Frost giant traits, to any outsider, he would seem like any Asgardian." he stated.

Frigga gasped.

"Only thing to break the spell, would be the touch of another Frost Giant. How-ever… If am to cast this spell, Frigga." Odin looked up. "No one must know, who he is or where he came from. Not even he must know. I shall take away his command over snow and ice, take away his sad origin." he informed removing his hand.

Frigga opened her mouth.

"Do not answer now." Odin asked. "Take your time to think." he asked. "Think about the consequences. Ones the spell is cast, there will be no way to return. The child will be our responsibility. Forever."

Frigga looked down at the child in her arms. "Do you even need to ask?" she asked. "He already is my responsibility… Odin. I already am his mother." she informed as she looked up with tear-filled eyes. "I can no more give up on Loki than I can give up on Thor!"

"Loki?" Odin asked. "You gave him a name?"

"I did." Frigga admitted. "I told you, I already am his mother. And as a mother, I will protect Loki to my dying breath. Even from you."

Odin smiled defeated. "It is very rare you defy me Frigga, so what else can I do but listen?" he asked then looked down at the blue skinned red eyed child. "Loki.." he breathed then he placed his hand on the childs head yet again. "Perhaps you are indeed right, this is meant to be." he stated. "Perhaps here, stands the answer, a bridge between Asgard and Jotunheim, an end to the feud. Loki." he picked up the child from Friggas arms and held him in his own, the baby looking just as confused up at Odin. "Yes, I will make you prince of Asgard. And as a prince, perhaps you can find a way." he stated. "Grow and become strong, earn the love of our people so one day, you can create that bridge."

Clearly the baby had no idea what so ever what Odin was talking about, he just looked just as confused. Odin though was smiling at him.

"Loki." he spoke again.

Together Odin and Frigga entered the chamber of mystics, gently Frigga put Loki down on the stone pedestal as Odin held a blue cube… The Tesseract.

"Are you ready?" Odin asked. "Frigga."

"Just one moment." Frigga asked as she looked at the baby whom looked up at her with bright red eyes. "Let me see you Loki, I wish to imprint this memory unto my mind." she stated. "Oh, my dear boy." and she bowed over kissing him on the forehead before she stood up. "I am ready."

Odin nodded as he held forward the tesseract and blue energy washed over the child in waves.

Friggas eyes never left the gaping baby as his skin slowly turned from blue to pale white, he reached up a chubby little hand which was first blue, then pink, then slightly less blue and pink again. His eyes flickered between red and green, slowly the blue became less and less, and what looked entirely Asgardian emerged with each wave of energy until finally it was over, and there laid what could have been any Asgardian baby. Frigga cried as she dived forward and picked him up.

"Oh Loki!" She smiled warmly. "Welcome to the family, your new home! Here in Asgard."

Loki blinked, that confused look on his face seemed ever present, his newly made green eyes searching Friggas face in confusion, then his mouth split in a grin and he reached for her. Babbling nothing but baby sounds.

Odin smiled warmly as he took over, holding the baby. "Loki… My son." he breathed. "Welcome."

And the baby was just laughing, as clueless as ever.