"Luka wait!" Thor called after his new sister, who was very much like his old brother. He ran after her, but she used her magic to disappear. Thor was forced to stop in his tracks. Where would she go?

He had to contemplate all the places she would hide, and then it hit him. He dashed off to the palace library and went to the darkest most isolated section therein. Hidden behind a dusty bookcase was an alcove, Loki's favorite place to hide. As he got close to the location his guess was verified by a rare and upsetting sound. Luka was crying. Loki never cried, not so openly at least. On rare occasions Thor saw a single tear slip down a cheek at most. But Luka was crying like a…like a…woman.

"Loki?"

"Go away Thor." She sobbed. Her tears solidified as they ran down her cheek, freezing into little ice pellets before hitting the floor.

"Please talk to me." Thor begged. He knelt beside her and reached for her hand. He looked up at her with love and concern, wanting to make it all better.

"He got everything!" She cried. "I can't even go back to my room! Mother and Father tossed me into a guest room like some foreigner. I don't have any of my things!"

"Oh Loki, you know that is only temporary. As to the personal items, I'm sure you can claim some of them for yourself, like your spell books. He can't use those anymore."

"Everyone loves him. They just look at me like I'm some freak! The ugly Jotunn girl!" Her voice was hoarse.

"Oh Loki, you are wrong. You are lovely. Can you not see how beautiful you are?" Thor asked.

"You're supposed to say that. You're my brother." She said.

"Actually I probably shouldn't say that because I'm your brother." Thor said. Loki's crying stopped and she wiped her tears from her eyes to look at him. Thor swallowed hard as he felt her scrutinizing gaze upon him.

"You really do mean it, don't you?"

"I do."

"Thank you." She said. "I feel so lost. I don't know how to sew. Going to the bathroom with this thing between my legs has been embarrassing and awkward. Everyone is laughing at me for being an ergi little Jotunn beast that practices seidr."

"Uh Loki, that is not what the men are saying about you." Thor said.

"Oh, what are they saying then? That I'm an ugly Jotunn whore?"

"Exotic beauty was brought up more than once."

"Oh please, now you really are lying."

"It's true! Loki I know that there are those that have bigotry against your kind but there are many that see what I see. You are like a rare bird with colorful feathers and you have flown into our gilded cage to delight us with your loveliness. I would not be surprised by any forthcoming courtship gestures."

"But I throw daggers and practice magic."

"Just like our mother. You're a woman now. The old labels of ergi no longer apply to you."

"But I'm Jotunn."

"Well, not really. I mean yes you're blue and yes you can conjure the freezing touch but I've never encountered a Frost Giant that looks like you. Frost Giants have a cock and a vagina and are masculine in appearance. You are slender like the icicle and graceful like the snowflake. Even before, when you were…you, you were still beautiful. I always thought so about you."

"Since when did you become such a poet?" Loki sniffled as she dried up her tears.

"I've always been good with words, you just never noticed." Thor smiled a dopey grin making her smile in return.

"I love you brother."

"I love you too Loki. I always have, I just wish I'd been better at showing it. Maybe none of this would have happened."

"It's not your fault. I made this decision and I must now live with the consequences." She said. "But that doesn't mean I have to lose everything in the divorce." She stood up and started marching out of the library.

"Where are you going?" Thor asked.

"I'm going to lay claim to my things." She said. She walked down the corridor to the royal wing and on to her room, which was now his. She flung open the doors and started piling things onto the bed. A small mountain of books quickly formed followed by bejeweled boxes, jeweled dagger sets, a quilt Frigga made, the fur of the first animal Loki ever killed, and several other items of import. When she was satisfied that she had everything she wanted she folded in the four corners of the bedspread and pulled the giant makeshift sack off onto the floor.

"Loki I'm sure the servants can help with that."

"Yes, but this is much more gratifying." She said. Palace guards and servants alike all stopped and watched her as she dragged the bundle down the hall. Thor followed behind, watching her as she delighted in what she was doing. Halfway to her room they ran into Loki and Thor cursed under his breath.

"What the hell do you think you are doing?" Loki said to Luka. He looked at her like she'd lost her god damn mind.

"If you think I'm going to just stand by while you get everything and I get nothing, think again. You don't need the spell books anymore anyway."

"What else did you take?" Loki asked.

"Nothing that concerns you."

"I'll be the judge of that!" He said. "Let me see what you've got in there."

"No." She said. Loki tried to bypass her to examine the contents of the comforter but she kept stepping in his way.

"Let me see."

"No, it's my stuff! What do you want with all the bejeweled daggers and jewelry boxes anyway? Are you ergi?"

"Not anymore. All the desire to suck dicks went into you." He said.

"Are you sure about that? You seemed to enjoy spending a lot of time with the men today." She said.

"Spiteful bitch! Give me back my stuff!"

"NO!" She yelled at him.

"Loki stop it!" Thor yelled. The two turned and looked at him.

"Shut up Thor." They said in unison. They continued bickering, causing a scene. One of the servants must have snuck off and told Frigga, because she appeared looking downright murderous.

"Enough!" Frigga barked. "Your childishness will cease!"

Loki and Luka both went silent, though that didn't stop them from pouting and scowling at each other like five year olds. Frigga looked to a couple of nearby servants.

"Take that bundle to the nearest room and organize its contents so I can see everything clearly. I will select who gets what, and that will be the final word on the subject."

"Yes mother."

"Yes mother."

"Good."

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After being sent to each of their rooms to dine on supper alone, the sun set and the feasting hall emptied. The night time became a quiet place disturbed only by the patrols that kept the building secure. Luka snuck out of her room and went to one of the many audience rooms to seek solace. She went to the room that had the piano, something she'd longed to learn how to play but had shied away from in her former life. There were many things she'd never pursued out of fear of being ridiculed.

If there was one thing she had learned today though, it was that those shackles no longer existed. She was fully female and all the past times she'd declined were now open to her. She could learn how to sew, knit, make quilts, cook, garden, play a musical instrument, and even sing. She could do all these things and be considered an accomplished young lady, a noble lady. A lady worthy of the title of princess. She didn't have to stumble over a cock anymore. Like her other half, she too was free of expectation. She had Thor to thank for helping her to realize that.

She sat down in front of the piano and played with the keys, hitting them one at a time, wishing she knew how to play a song. She tested out her new female voice and discovered that she had a great set of vocal cords. Yes, she would embrace this new life, just as Loki had embraced his.