Author's Note: Hi! Thanks to for my first review! I look forward to where this goes too! Anyways, I realized that in the previous chapter, Eira's coronation day is the day that Laufey died, because Laufey died minutes before Loki fell into the Void. I'm sorry if it bothers you, and if you want it fixed then post a complaint in a review, and I'll fix it. Continuing...

2 Days Later:

"Allfather. I offer my condolences for the loss of your son." Eira knelt on the floor before Odin, pausing unnoticeably before the word "son." If Loki could ever feel sad, broken as she had felt through the bond, then Odin had obviously favored Thor, and not been a good father or a good mentor to Loki.

Continuing another focusing on the present, Eira said: "I hope that the peace treaty between our realms can be made to last for many decades to come."

Odin's eyes sparked with curiosity at this statement. "What...peace treaty?"

This surprised Eira. She raised an eyebrow. He didn't know? I can use this to my advantage. "Loki and my predecessor, Laufey, organized a contract between our two realms. In exchange for the passage of a few warriors and Laufey himself to Asgard, peace, and a possible alliance, could be brought between the two realms. As it is an active treaty, I believed that you had been aware of it."

Eira suddenly realized that she had brought up the subject of the assassination attempt. "I would also like to formally apologize for the actions of my predecessor."

Odin had an unidentifiable look on his face for a moment, then replied: "Your apology is accepted. I understand that you had no control over Laufey's actions." He paused. "Speaking of Laufey, he was your father, was he not?"

Eira had remembered something. "You have a son, Thor, if I recall correctly?"

Odin reacted as she had hoped. "Yes. After losing Loki, he is not only my firstborn, but the sole heir to my throne. Would you like to meet my son and my wife?"

"Of course." Replied Eira. It would be interesting to meet the future ruler of Asgard.

Kneeling, Thor spoke. "Your Highness, it is an honor to be in your presence."

Introducing Eira to his son, "Queen Eira, may I present my firstborn son and sole heir to the throne, Prince Thor." Odin then turned towards Frigga and said "And this is my wife and Thor's mother, Queen Frigga."

Nodding her head in acknowledgement, "And it is a pleasure to finally be able to mare your acquaintance. May your lives be long and joyful." Eira said, returning the proper reply as proper courtesy required. According to the tales that Farbauti had told her of Frigga, she had been a much better mother to her, and her kindness showed in her every action. Eira decided that if she had to choose an ally on Asgard, this woman would be her first choice.

"How long will you be staying? Are your quarters acceptable?" Yes, this sorceress wpuld definitely be her first choice.

1 Year Later:

The same messenger who had brought the news of Loki's fall ran back in. She had been promoted for her speed and accuracy, and so had been promoted. She now handled all communications between Asgard and Jotunheim, who had become close allies. Kneeling, she relayed the message.

"Hemdiall has seen Loki." Eira couldn't help it. Her eyes widened and her eyebrows shot up, even with her excellent masks. She had never lost hope that her brother had survived, and would find a way to escape the Void. "He is on Midgard. The Allfather requests the a warrior of Jotunheim to accompany Thor on a trip to see what he is up to and to return him to Asgard."

"Tell Farbauti to come to the throne room. Then send message to Asgard that the best warrior available will be sent on the morrow. Dismissed." By the time that the messenger left the room, Eira had already decided that she must go herself. Not only was she the best warrior and Mage that Jotunheim had ever seen, she had to go see what had become of her brother, and what he was like now.

Farbauti entered the throne room, and knelt. "Eira. Why have you called me today?"

"Rise, elder." She then relayed to Farbauti what her messenger had told her.

"I have decided that I will go as the requested warrior. You will take the throne until my return. In the possible situation that I cannot return for whatever reason, you will take my place on the throne and choose a proper heir." Farbauti looked like he wanted to object, but when Eira gave him her death glare, he sighed and gave in.

"Yes, your Majesty." Eira recognized the term as a sign of his dislike of her decision. She handed him the staff that identified the current ruler of Jotunheim, and knelt before him.

As he sat on the throne, Farbauti spoke the last words that he would say to Eira before she left. "Good luck, Eira. Dismissed."

As she left, Farbauti wondered of he would ever see Eira again.