Chapter 6

Around early morning Loki woke up and he felt someone lying next to him. He would have moved away accept for the fact he was warm…and in a bit of pain. Then he heard the cry of an infant, "Waaah, waaah, Waaah." Loki saw his son with a pout on his little face, he chuckled and kissed his little forehead. He felt that his son's diaper was wet and messy so he carefully got up and changed his son's diaper. When Loki was finished he wrapped his son back up in some fresh blankets and he laid him down in Kelda's arms for he now noticed that it was his sweet Kelda who he had felt. Loki laid down carefully so he wouldn't rip open the scars on his back from his two whippings. One from Thanos' warrior and the other one from a guard of the realm of Asgard. When he got comfortable Loki sang a little song to his little boy to comfort him. When the song was over Haiden Loki had fallen back to sleep and he once again kissed his little forehead and he whispered a soft "I love you and your mother so much and with that said Loki had fallen fast to sleep, but not before kissing Kelda's lips softly. Another hour had passed and he heard the door to his cell open. This causes him to start trembling and he wraps his arms around Kelda and his son trying to draw comfort from them for he was terrified that he would be whipped again and he was also scared for Kelda. What if the guards whipped her for disobeying the All-Father's command? He wouldn't have the strength to protect her so all he could do was hold her and his son close and pray to the Norns that they wouldn't hurt him or Kelda. For he knew that no warrior would hurt an innocent baby?

Kelda woke up and she saw that Loki's green eyes were close and tears were streaming down his cheek through his closed eye lids she felt him trembling. "Loki, my love, what wrong sweetheart?" She asked. "Someone is here and we are both going to feel the sting of their whip." Loki said. His muscles tensed involuntarily which made him wince. He was expecting a beating so he curled his body around Kelda and his son who was content to take a fist full of his father's black hair and stuffing it into his mouth. "Loki, my darling, don't let Haiden Loki eat your hair." Kelda said. The baby pulled the drool covered handful out and gave a gummy grin before stuffing it back in. Loki chuckled, "But look…he is so sweet. Take this while you can soon he will be too big." Frigga walked up with a soft but worried smile. She set her hand gently on his back, "My son?" Loki flinched when felt his mother touching his wounded and extremely sore as well as still bloody back. Frigga waved the healer over, "My friend my son needs salve."

"Prince Loki, I need you to sit up and take off your tunic." The healer said. He grunted sitting up pulling his hair out of his son's mouth, "I can't you will have to cut it. I think it is stuck in the wounds." Loki said. "Alright lay on your stomach. Excuse me princess I will need you and the infant to move so I can help prince Loki." The healer said. Kelda nodded her eyes not moving from Loki's back as she picked up the baby and moved away. The healer cut off his tunic and she started to peel it away. Loki cried out, "Kelda, please can I hold your hand my love?" He asked. Kelda swallowed the lump in her throat and then took his hand in hers. Loki screamed out in pain as tears streamed down his cheeks and this cause little Haiden Loki to start crying, "Waaah, waaah, waaah, Waaah." Kelda rocked her son back and forth trying to calm him down, "Shh, There, there my sweet baby. It's alright your daddy is alright." She said trying to started crying herself. Loki gripped her hand trying not to cry out again. Instead he just hissed. Seeing how upset his son is Loki placed his other hand on Haiden's tiny little hand. The little boy grabs his father's finger. Haiden stopped the tears and held on the finger tightly. Loki smiled weakly at his son and Haiden Loki placed his daddy's finger into his mouth and he start gumming it.

Then the healer pulls the strips of tunic off Loki's back. She began to wash and clean his back. This started to make Loki wince and move around, "Mummy." He said as he cried for his mother. Frigga walked over and she sat next to him and she began running her fingers through his messy hair, "Shh, There, there my baby, Mommy's got you." Frigga said. Loki felt so embarrassed crying for his mother he was 29 years old and he had a wife in all but name and an infant son, but he cried for his mummy like he was a little boy right in front of Kelda too.