The kingdom of Asgard was freaking amazing! Everything gleamed and shined. People were dressed in garments that seemed to come out of a storybook. It was a fantasy world. It's perfection was...was...I had no words to describe how I felt. The people were amazing...when we walked by them, they would just glance and nod in a kind fashion. There was no rudeness or shunning of any kind. Of course, they were weary of new strangers, but I wouldn't blame them. If some weirdos dressed in some crappy beggars clothes came crashing into my land, I would watch them with a close eye. But if they were men...and they were hot...
I tried to quiet my dirty thought as I stood next to the woman, Frigga, glancing up at her every now and again. She was a quite...different woman. The way she held herself and composed her emotions, the elegance in the way she walked. I admired it. When I was little, I always wanted to be a princess. My mom had always settled a large book on my head and had me walk back and forth...curtsy...I smiled back on the good days before the family had its fallout.
"May I ask you your names?" Frigga asked as she looked down at me, smiling. I snapped out of my daydream.
"I'm Nikki, that's Kirk." I pointed to myself and then Kirk, behind us. She was behind us, catching up. Frigga smiled, nodded and continued to speak.
"Interesting. Tell me about yourself Nikki of New York." Frigga peered at me.
"Um...well there's not much to say. I don't really like speaking about myself. All I can say is that I'm good at math. My home life is less than ideal." I shrugged. I was very interpersonal ever since my parents and I had a huge fallout and I moved away to New York. They never wanted me to move away from the family. They wanted me to stay there and help raise the smaller children, work a crappy job, with no education.
"Life is not always as glorious as it seems. Even Odin and I fear trouble." Frigga reassured me.
"Yeah. I guess." I wasn't truly up for speaking about my home life. Just thinking about it made me depressed. I dropped back next to Kirk and spoke to her in whispers. "Do you think we're tripping on some drug that Tony sneaked us? Cause I seriously think I am!" I told her in a hushed voice. Nothing seemed real at all. THe people were too nice; at least Frigga was.
"I'm really not sure right now!I I only know as much as you! Okay?" Kirk moved her hands up and down wildly.
"Alright...no need to get feisty." I put my hands up in defense, flinching when she moved her hands rapidly. "I'm gonna go talk to uh...umm...crap, what's her name again?" I asked, pointing to the woman. My mind drew a blank.
"Frigga?" Kirk responded, annoyed. She didn't seem too happy.
"Yeah! Frigga! I'm going to go talk to Frigga! You need to be more cheery." I smiled and gave her a thumbs up, jogging forward to meet up with Frigga. "Hi." I gave a short wave and smiled. She smiled down at me with a kind look in her eye.
"What of work do you do?" She asked me in a medieval fashion. I became giddy. Old time spoken words? Yes!
"Me? Um...let's see...I went to Harvard got a Masters in Mathematics...I don't really have a job." I shrugged.
"Ah. I know what mathematics are but what is Harvard?" She asked me, confused. I smiled brightly.
"It's a college where all the really smart people go!" I announced proudly. I heard a huff from Kirk behind me. She never liked me bragging about where we went to school. She thought it was us being prude.
"College?" Frigga seemed even more befuddled. Now it was my turn to sigh.
"It's a place where-do you have school?" I asked her.
"Yes. For younger children of 4 years to 18." She nodded.
"It's like school, but it extends past 18 years." I explained the best to my ability.
"Ah...why would they do that? Are your children not educated enough as is?" She wondered aloud. I grinned giddily.
"That's what I'm saying! Right?!" I beamed. Frigga gave a short laugh.
"Yes. Education is valued only to an extent here. We care more about the people here than our education."
"See, I love this place already! Oh thanks for not letting that one guy shank us." I smiled
"Of course. Ah, here we are...the palace of Asgard." Frigga stopped short and extended her arms, showing us the grand majesticness of the whole building. It was tall...golden and the top of it looked like the pipes of an organ. Columns held the building up, making a grand hallway where you could look out on the city. The ceiling of the tower was fashioned to what looked like old Renaissance archways. Guards who looked like Heimdall stood like statues near the entrance. They gleamed bright gold.
"Woah..." I gaped, my mouth hanging wide open. So much beauty...can't take it in...
"Pst! Close your mouth!" Kirk came up behind me and shut my mouth for me. I shook her off and kept gaping. It was fucking amazing.
"It's the jewel of the city. And I am lucky to take residence in it." She sighed happily and kept walking forward.
"You are lucky! Wow! This is...woah! Damn! Just...woah." I stuttered like an idiot, gazing up at the palace. Frigga laughed lightly. "You use unpleasant terms when you are astounded. How queer..." She observed my language and my face went bright red.
"Yeah...I do that sometimes. Sorry." I apologized.
"No, no. Come inside. I would like you to meet my family. Odin has forseen you two." Frigga waved a small, vein traced hand towards the building as she floated down the hallway. Kirk and I were staring at each other. But Kirk took off, running after Frigga who was halfway down the hallway. I jogged after her.
"Hey! What's this forseen thingy? Huh?" Kirk prodded.
"My husband has seen you two in a vision during an OdinSleep." She told Kirk as if it was simple knowledge. Kirk took offense to that. Thinking of it, Kirk took offense to a lot of things.
"Well...my bad." She hissed under her breath. Frigga stiffened and kept walking. I rolled my eyes and stood on the other side of Frigga.
"She can be a bit sensitive sometimes." I whispered to Frigga. She nodded solemnly. Damn, now she's got the Queen of Asgard in a bad mood.
We walked a little longer until we reached to large doors in front of us. Frigga nodded at the stone guards and they released their stiff position to open the doors for us. I stared in awe and wonder at the pure size of the giant gate/doors. The guards had to be pretty damn strong to move those things. I know that I wouldn't have been able to.
We entered the room and Frigga called out.
"Odin! Thor! Come! We've received guests!" She called out into an open space. There were two large thrones sitting at the end of the hall. Drapes hung from the ceiling and flower petals were scattered across the floor. Everything was silver and gold.
"Please excuse the mess. We had just had party and did not have time to tidy things up." Frigga apologized to me more than she did to Kirk.
"Oh that's okay! You should see Kirk and my's apartment! Right?" I asked Kirk. She groaned and nodded. I could tell the queen had put her in a bad mood already.
"Frigga! Are these the guests that I have forseen?" I loud, older voice came rattling from every crevasse in the room. I jumped at the noise. An older man with white, long hair and a white beard came walking out from the shadows. His face had rough edges and lines and creases, but they all showed wiseness and knowledge. His mouth was pulled in a tight, grim line. He was dressed in elegant hierarchy wear that was also gold. Armor wrapped around his arms, down his chest and down his legs. A red cape hung from his shoulders and a golden eyepatch was stuck to his eye. His only other eye was a gleaming grey that followed you. He looked Like a proper pirate. Minus the bad leg and the parrot.
"Why yes! This is Nikki of New York and her...friend...Kirk. They hail from Harvard as well. Nikki is a mathematician." Frigga informed the man about our being here and who we were.
"Welcome Nikki and Kirk of New York. I am Asgard's King, Odin." The powerful man came walking up to us, sticking a large hand out. I gladly shook it. It's better to be on the powerful guy's good side rather then the bad.