Meet The Royal Family

A few days had passed since the ceremony and celebration of the marriage of Loki and Daenerys, and surprisingly, they've warmed up to each other (as much as you could be while you're guarded).

Daenerys had told Loki the long stories of her harsh up-bringing alongside her brother in the streets Pentos, where Viserys had first acquired the 'Beggar King' name. As obedient as she was, Viserys never seemed to cool down his anger towards her when their mother died during childbirth. As much as she apologized, he never cared. But she felt guilty over her death as she heard many stories about her abused her mother was.

She'd finally accepted the fact that she'd never know the bond between a mother and a daughter.

From what Loki has heard and seen, he'd come to a final conclusion. Viserys Targaryen was not a trusted man, and simply not fit for a King's duty. He even looked down on Loki - even though he was a God! A much higher being than he any day, yet Viserys did his best to make all the Gods seem inferior to him. Mortals.. was all he summed it up to be when he thought over it in his mind. They never seem to learn their lesson.

Even though Loki made a pact with himself to stray away from any mortals that crossed his path, he realized he had grown to quite like this woman he was now wedded to. Even if it all was for a lame scheme thought up by her brother, she was bearable to be around. Quite outspoken really, he noticed. She had so much to say that she never had the chance to stay while 'imprisoned' by her brothers side, and quite frankly, her opinions greatly matched his own.

Speaking about such ramblings in the grand foyer of the castle, both Daenerys' and Loki's attention was stolen when Frigga opened a large pair of doors and smiled at the broadly. The couple smiled at the woman who began to descend down the stairs towards them, holding up the silken hem of her dress carefully with each step she took. Her shoes clicked delicately against the white marbled flooring of the castle and stopped when she faced the two, the smile still etched upon her features.

"Oh Loki, I don't hope you mind, but may I speak with Daenerys in private?" Frigga questioned gently. How could anybody say no to her, her smile simply warmed he heart of any.

"Of course, Mother." Loki stated simply, but his curiosity grew within him as he turned and briskly walked away from the pair of women, raising a brow as a hushed voice sounded to the other. Why would mother need to speak with her? His brows furrowed for a moment. She has no business speaking with her. Or at least that was the vibe he got from his parents - that they had no need to keep Daenerys close in their lives.

Raising her hand up and placing it warmly on Daenerys shoulder. Is this what it feels like to have a mother? This warm feeling I get from her is odd.. I've never felt this before.. Was the only thing Daenerys thought when she felt her mother in-law's hand upon her shoulder. Surprisingly she didn't feel uncomfortable around this woman.

"Hello Dear." Frigga greeted her with a sweet, calming voice as she rubbed her shoulder before letting her hand drop back down to her side.

"Hello, my Queen." Daenerys addressed the woman before her with a small warm smile of her own - though she wasn't sure if it shown as she intended it to be. But then again, she thought, she was as nervous as she'd ever been! She'd never spoken to the Queen except for the small words at the ceremony, but an actual conversation? To quell her nerves, she smoothed out the silken blue dress that hugged her figure - funny, it was a dress Frigga had sent down for her.

Waving her hand around in the hair with a big grin, Queen Frigga had chuckled softly. "Pssh! Please, drop the formal name! You can call me mother from now on."

Mother?! Daenerys stuttered in her mind for a cowardly moment. She is asking me to call her mother so soon? But Daenerys played a good façade and smiled on the outside, looking un-phased at the sudden request. "Alright, Mother.." The word mother seemed to roll off her tongue quite strangely, such a foreign word, she noted.

"Thank you." Daenerys' new 'mother' thanked her with a toothy smile while she continued to stare at her, most likely sizing her up, Daenerys thought. "Anyway, that is not the reason I came to find you. Do not think of me wrong for asking such a personal question, but it a mothers dying curiosity. Have you thought of bearing Loki any children yet? An heir, perhaps?"

With wide, violet eyes, Daenerys gasped. And she thought the 'Mother' name was so sudden! Nearly choking on her spit, Daenerys tried to compose herself. Really, the thought of children?! It has not even crossed my mind! "I, erm, I don't know."

"Oh Daenerys, don't be embarrassed, it was just an inquiry." Frigga giggled while rubbing her shoulder once more. "I'm afraid I must be on my way, a meeting with the King's guard." She rolled her eyes at the thought of those men wanting more and more from the Queen and King. "Goodbye, I will speak to you later on." And with that, Queen Frigga had left Daenerys all alone in the large room to wallow in her thoughts.

Daenerys let out a deep, long breath she had held in for the passed minute. Pressing her palm against her chest, she tried to calm herself down. Yes - bearing Prince's and Princess' to the royal family was an honour and a blessing, and any woman in all the nine realms and seven Kingdoms would be killing each other for. She wasn't against the idea, not at all, but this subject was brought up so soon in their marriage?

But then again, the thought of an actual, real family seemed quite appealing to Daenerys.

Hearing footsteps, Dany whirled around to face her husband once again. Oh Gods, did he overhear our conversation?

He smiled warmly at her. "What did my mother have to say to you?" Loki inquired with a hint of curiosity in his words, beginning to walk towards the large opened doors of the castle and out to the city. She followed right behind him, his strides were much longer than hers, by far, so she had to work herself to stay at his side.

"She was just asking how I was doing, and that she wanted me to call her mother from now on." Daenerys told him as much as she wanted to tell him - to save herself the awkwardness of that confrontation once more. One tense subject chat was enough for one day!

"Ah, I see." He nodded. "She can be quite embarrassing at times." Yes, very, very, very embarrassing at any time she could be! He swore she was doing these type of things to him on purpose!

Daenerys shrugged at his comment, however. "I've never had a mother to be so nice to me - so I suppose I don't mind as much."

As the two strode down the streets of Asgard, something unexpected occurred. She was used to it, but unlike Daenerys, Loki was shocked beyond belief. "Filthy Targaryen!" Those words echoed through the streets, silencing every body that walked along the cobblestone roads, in amazement, they watched. With all eyes on him, the man felt like a star - hell, he stood up to this harlot that didn't lift a pinky to get wedded into the royal family!

Well, he felt like a big man until he saw one pair of eyes that melted into him - a pair of darkened emerald eyes that shot daggers at him. Then his ego, his pride, and everything else this man held close ran away from his fingers.

"I could have your tongue for saying such words to my wife." Loki had warned with threat laced words directed at the man, a delicate black brow arched up as the man stuttered when he saw him - as he writhed beneath him.

The man cleared his throat, not even realizing that Prince Loki would have been on a walk with his wife through the city. He saw his chance to say something bold to the woman and he took it! But look where that got him. "Erm, I'm ever so sorry Prince Loki, it will-"

"Don't be saying that to me." Loki's voice dropped to a threatening tone, yet it seemed playful at the same time, like he was enjoying this. He pointed in Daenerys' direction with his thumb. Incompetent moron, really.

The man quickly nodded and faced the white haired woman, swallowing whatever pride he had left in his worthless little body. "I am sorry, I was out of line Princess. I sincerely hope you can forgive me." He stuttered beyond belief, believing that this would be the day he died. Bowing his head, he stared down to the cobblestone road beneath him sullenly.

"Come then, Daenerys." Loki sounded out of the blue, beckoning his wife to follow him out of the street along with him. He turned on his heels and began to walk away from the scene, needing not to be a part of this foolish squander any longer. Jogging up to his side, a smile crept upon Daenerys' face.

"You know, you didn't have to do that for me." She told him confidently with a broad smile, cocking her head to view his face. Then a smile of his own appeared on his face. But she was glad he did that for her - nobody had ever stood up for her, let alone scare someone into a formal apology! Secretly, deep down on the inside, she was overwhelmed with joy.

"Ah, but I did." His voice was back to it's normal, gentle tone she knew so well. He looked over to her with his bright green eyes again, no longer the dark and threatening eyes he had. They reminded her of the beautiful royal gardens - as green as the leaves on the trees or the blades of grass beneath her feet. "Because you are my wife."

Understanding his viewpoint, Dany nodded with a small smile. "Well, thank you for that."

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Only a few days after Daenerys had her first real chat with the Queen, next came her eldest son, Thor.

Now he was one of the people she had really hoped to stay away from because he was just so loud and boastful! Dany wasn't sure if she could handle his constant questions and his constant jests. But one fateful day, they ran into each other by accident.

"Ah! Daenerys!" His loud voice boomed throughout the empty hall of the castle, his blue eyes catching sight of her long silver hair. Trudging happily over to her with a broad smile on his face, he stuck his huge hand out for a handshake with his new sister. When she placed her dainty hand in his, he shook his head with an even bigger smile.

"You're family now, it does not have to be so formal!" With that sudden outburst, he pulled her close and hugged her warmly. Well, at least warm for him. The metals of his armour were absolutely frigid cold! Pressing her hands against the armour, she peeled her frozen cheek off his chest plate and pushed herself away as gently as she could - not wanting to seem cold to him.

"Yes, alright." She smiled to him while she smoothed out her dress carefully.

"I hope my brother is treating you well!?" Thor questioned with crossed arms over his chest and a risen brow to accompany his remark, tilting his head to the side a little bit.

Is he always this loud? Daenerys' brows furrowed for a moment when his voice continued to boom through the narrow hallway. She supposed she'd get used to his loud mouth and replied to his question with a small laugh. "Yes, he is treating me fine."

"Good, that is good. You tell me if he ever mistreats you, alright?" Now, she couldn't really tell if he was being serious or not. He still had a smile on his face, yet his tone stated otherwise. " Aside from that, how are you liking Asgard?

"It's beautiful here. I've never seen anything like it, really."

He nodded, his chest swelling with pride as he looked around at the expensive art that lined that halls. "Yes it is beautiful here. I'm glad you are liking it. Anyway, I've best be off, they've spotted a Bilgesnipe at the wall of Asgard and I've been asked to exterminate it." Placing a hand on her shoulder, he bid his farewell to her and went on his merry way.

Well, he isn't all too bad. Daenerys thought as she continued down the hall. She always thought of him as a prideful oaf that would never care for the feelings of anyone 'inferior' to him, but she was wrong. Her 'brother-in-law' was tolerable. Nice even.

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AN: Second chapter! Yay, I actually added a meeting between Thor and Daenerys! :)

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