I only own Randi, Shannon, and Francis
"My real father?!" Randi shouted, angrily standing up. "You mean to tell me I was adopted?!"
Shannon had tears rolling silently down her cheeks while Francis had his head down in shame.
"Yes," he said.
"How long were you going to keep this from me?!" Randi shouted again.
"Our plan was to tell you as soon you could understand," said Shannon, wiping away the tears. "But a note in the basket that we found you in asked us not to. Only when he came into contact with us could we then tell you."
Randi was shocked. She bowed her head so her long black hair could hide her face. And her tears.
"I'm so sorry sweetheart," Francis whispered. "We wanted to tell you. Really we did. But we didn't tell you to honor your father's wishes."
"It was the least we could do," Shannon added.
Randi looked at her adopted parents with tear stained eyes.
In Asgard.
"What do you see?" Loki asked the gatekeeper.
"She knows," was all the gatekeeper said.
Loki bowed his head, tears running down his pale cheeks.
"I'm so sorry Randi," whispered Loki. "I'm so sorry."
Loki walked over to the wall and punched it as hard as he could.
"Prince Loki, you had no choice," said the gatekeeper. "Your decision to put her on Midgard was probably the best thing you could of done at that time."
"Look at the good that did," shouted the usually calm prince. "When I see her, she'll probably hate me."