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"Loki has been sneaking off for months; I think he has a lady friend." Thor said softly watching his brother leave the breakfast table. Loki had only grabbed a few pieces of fruit and in his hands he clutched a small journal which he would use for small notes. It was usually used to keep track of his readings, or important things he needed to remember so it wasn't odd to see him walking around with it.
They were all unaware that Loki had recently taken a great interest in writing in his journal only because he was having a few books made for Adisa. His previous embarrassment of handing her porn was never going to happen again. He also wanted to share a few favorite books with her, and was finding it hard to narrow it down to at least three. The books were indeed expensive, and although he could afford to give her many more books, he didn't want his family to catch on.
Frigga gave her husband a look of shared understanding before turning to her oldest son and patting the back of his hand. This drew Thor's attention away from the entrance, back to his mother who whispered, "We know."
"What do you mean, we know?" He asked looking at his parents wide eyed. Thor had thought something was going on for weeks, but he had only now said anything. He wanted to be sure before he brought his brother up at the dining table, but he had quickly figured by the looks on his parent's faces that they had known for a long time. He only wished he had said something sooner.
"Heimdall has confirmed it. Loki has been visiting a girl in one of the gardens." Odin confirmed raising wine to his lips and taking a swift drink. Thor looked at his father shocked to know that they had known what his brother was up to for what seemed like ages.
"You leave him be!" Frigga snapped gently slapping his hand, she knew what he was thinking, and she knew he was silently plotting to get a peek at the girl. If anyone was going to see who she was it would be Frigga. She had already asked Heimdall a thousand questions about the girl, to which the man would respond that she should really go seek Loki. Heimdall saw what good the girl was bringing in Loki, just like he had watched many women change a man and didn't want to be the one to destroy it. Loki had also made a promise with him. If he kept his mouth silent about the young girl, Loki would no longer shield his whereabouts.
The guardian took this deal without a second thought. If he could see Loki, then he would always know what Loki was up to.
Frigga straightened her spine and leaned back in her chair shifting her eyes to her husband to make sure that he didn't have the same idea. Thor and Odin were one of the same; she could see many things in Thor that she saw in her husband when he was a young man. Pressing her lips together she sent her husband a warning glance reminding him of what they had agreed on.
"Come eat, we should be happy for Loki that he will…hopefully soon….bring home a Lady." They all had the same undying curiosity and she was finding it hard to hold it back like the rest of them. Trying to tell themselves they had to was painful, and hard.
It was on this day that Loki found Adisa in the garden with a worried look on her face. She was softly pacing the grounds running her hand along the neatly trimmed bushes. It was then he knew something was wrong.
Loki slid his arm under her's and in a fluid motion he begun to escort her around the garden. He would stop when she needed to lift her feet, and helped her turn around sharp corners. It was amazing to him how easily they worked together, like they had been trained all their life to each other's body language.
"Something is wrong." He said, simply pointing out that there was indeed something going on in her life that she was worried about. Adisa released a soft exhale of air, trying to get whatever stress she was feeling out of her body.
Adisa tried to find the right words, but somehow she couldn't find anything that sounded less horrible in her mind so summing up her courage she told him.
"Every once in a while my parents higher a healer to cure my…" her voice suddenly stopped, as she thought about her blindness. A look of pain and fear crossed her face; she had been through many 'treatments' and each of them was more painful than the last. They never worked and it scared her.
"Their always so painful, and they never work." She pulled her arm away from Loki and sat down on a bench. On a normal day he would have been impressed that she knew the bench was there, but today he didn't even give it a second thought.
"You're blindness is a curse isn't it?" he asked, sitting down beside her his body just barely brushing up against hers. He remembered the story his mother had told him when he was a young child, and for some reason at the back of his mind it didn't set well with him.
Adisa nodded her head confirming for him, what he knew was indeed true. But he also knew that this curse could not be cured by the means of some medical treatment. A curse had to be broken; her parents were unknowingly causing their daughter unnecessary pain.
"What must you do to break your curse?" he asked raising a hand to press it gently on her shoulder. He decided last minute that touching her might be a bad thing, and retracted it slowly.
Adisa suddenly scoffed, and slouched over muttering "Your curse." As if it was some sort of joke he hadn't been told the punch line of. He knew something was wrong; it was unlike her to act like this. For someone who was usually so open to him, she suddenly became so closed off.
"Adisa what is wrong?" he couldn't understand what was wrong and he couldn't have known that just trying to comfort her would send her walls crashing down around her.
"I shouldn't be surprised, that you along with everyone else in Asgard believe this is my burden to bare. This curse will never be broken, because there is nothing to break. This curse was never intended for me, I just got caught in the cross fire." Loki scrunched his forehead, his mind quickly trying to work out what she was telling him. He was already pretty sure he had figured out what she was trying to say, but he needed to know. He needed to hear it from her own mouth.
"Please tell me." He begged, trying to gently turn her body towards him. He reached out and grabbed her left hand holding it gently in his. Her hand was so small that it seemed unreal to be holding it at all.
"When I was cursed, it wasn't meant for me. My sister and I looked a lot alike growing up as children, people use to mistaken us all the time. A lot of the villagers were even convinced we were twins so when that man cast his spell he thought I was her. I'm paying for her sins." Adisa said, pulling her hands from his and standing up.
Loki had never known any of this, so he was a little stunned to learn that Adisa was trapped in a curse she couldn't break. When curses are cast they have a purpose in mind, so if her curse where to become a beautiful person when she already was, the only way to break it was to have the caster remove it or find a more powerful spell.
"How is it fair? How is it fair that she gets to move away, get married have children, live a life when I'm stuck playing in gardens with strange men who won't even tell me their name. I didn't do anything to deserve this, and yet …" Anger wasn't the word he would use to describe her at this moment. Scared was the only word that could come to his mind.
He knew she didn't mean anything horrible about him, she was just so filled with rage and fear that she was trying to push him away. He had done the very same thing with his family, and it was easy to see when someone else was doing it.
He could understand how she felt, the uncertainty of her future, the pain she must of felt that she would not have a full life like her sister. That her sister was the one to experience all the things in life that should have been Adisa's. There was no doubt in his mind that she deserved to be married, loved, and to have children. But her illness had held her back.
Adisa turned on her heel to leave the garden, in a storm of cloth and hair but before she could get too far he reached out grabbing her elbow. A short tug not only swerved her around but pulled her into his chest so he could wrap his arms tightly around her. Loki wasn't even expecting his own actions, so he was stiff holding her in his arms.
Adisa wasn't sure what was going on, and it took a moment for her head to realise that he was indeed hugging her. No one had hugged her since they first found out that she was blinded, but quickly her family grew too disgusted to hold her, sometimes even to look at her. She couldn't help but melt into the hold, reaching up and resting her hands on his arms.
When she accepted the hug, Loki's stiff body uncoiled. It felt right to hold her in his arms, and it wasn't uncomfortable at all. He actually quite enjoyed it, but his mind was elsewhere. He had to tell her.
This was the moment where he had to tell her who he was, or else he wouldn't ever. Not only that, this was a moment she put her complete trust in him telling him something he was positive her family wanted kept in secret.
"My name is Loki ….Odin-son." He said trying not to hate the way his name sounded on his lips. He wanted another name, but that's who he was to everyone else and to change his name for one person would mean she would later find out.
The only thing he could hear in the garden was her erratic breathing, and the soft sobbing. His heart was beating harshly in his chest, as he waited for the words to sink into her head. Any moment now, he figured she would run away from him. But when she nodded her head, and muttered thank you he felt his speeding heart start to slow.
It was the reaction he was praying for. He was so terrified that she would be disgusted by him that it nearly consumed him. Loki pulled her closer, embedding his fingers in her hair, holding her as gentle as he possibly could as she cried.
He knew she was finished when there was a rattle of her breath and a deep exhale, and even then he held on to her for a few more minutes. Until she fully pulled away from the hold, her hands immediately went to her face where she rubbed the wet sticky tears from her face.
He wanted to reach out and wipe the tears away from her face, but the idea was too much for him. He had already hugged her, he didn't want to have more contact with her then necessary. He felt like things were moving too fast between them, and he could hardly control it.
He knew what was happening, but he also knew that there was no stopping it. He was falling hard, fast, and out of control. In his mind he could already see the plans he had, and they were plans he never had with a woman before. Ideas, thoughts, hopes and dreams he wanted to share with her.
She didn't know it, but he hoped she would one day feel the same and until then he wanted to (when he was thinking stright) to do everything for her. The first thing on his mind was her eyes; he needed to fix her eyes.
Most women would have wanted things like jewels, but Adisa only wanted one thing in life, and that was to see. It would mean more to her then anything to have her vision back, and Loki believed that if he could, he would for sure win her heart. He would have accomplished something no one else could, and he was probably the only one who could cure her blindness, simply because he knew how.
He would find the one who cursed her, and force him to correct what he had done or he would find another way to break the spell.
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