Amora dodged the blade as she twirled and nearly stabbed her grandfather in the side before he moved away. He watched her every move as she bent down low and tried to take a swing at him from the lower body but he was always one step ahead of her. Odin watched Amora's face as she kept being deflected but unlike yesterday, she didn't give up, still she looked frustrated every once in a while but that didn't stop her. She let out a grunt as she got up and tried to attack him with impulse, yet again. He moved out of the way and hit her slightly with the end of his sparring weapon.

"Don't lunge" he reminded her.

She nodded to herself as she turned back just in time to see Odin had taken a full swing from his axe as she barely had any room to duck. Her heart was pumping but she wasn't too sure if it was from the fear or from the adrenaline of actually practicing with her grandfather, the legend of victories. Amora brought her arms up to her chest as she extended her legs and tried to kick him in the stomach. Odin tried to trip her but she was ready as she faked the trip to do a roundhouse kick to his neck.

Odin blocked with his weapon, "Good! What is your fear?"

"I have no fear, for fear is the little death that kills me over and over" Amora recited, "Without fear, I die but once"

He tried to sweep her off of her feet yet again, but this time she flipped and away from her grandfather. She took on a fighting stance and stared at his one eye, showing him no mercy. Odin smiled and nodded in approval as this time, he had to lunge at his granddaughter.

"Always make Cul attack first" Odin told her.

She nodded as she anticipated the move, faked to the right before dodging to the left. Odin was actually surprised as he turned and noticed Amora behind him with a confident grin.

"Am I going too fast for you, grandfather?" Amora asked.

"Not even in the slightest" Odin smiled back.

He then straightened up, panting, and placed his wooden axe into the ground, signalling that training was done for the day.

Amora immediately straightened up as Odin said, "Well done, now, let's eat"

"Yes, grandfather" Amora reached out and took his arm as if they were in Asgard, "What shall it be for dinner?"

Odin turned to her, "How about some pork chops and some carrots and parsnips?"

"Pork chops, again?" Amora teased, "We had that last night"

"I'm afraid Midgard food is growing on me" Odin told her.

She could only chuckle as they went into the secluded beach house as Amora broke away and got all the ingredients she needed. She was starting to enjoy having some alone time with her grandfather and no personal duties of being King or Princess of Asgard. Amora even wondered what their life would've been like if they were like her mother, living as common people. She turned around and noticed Odin sitting at the table, drinking wine and watching as she scurried around to get the food ready. She was already in her own element as Amora started to peel the carrots.

"Do you love it here?"

"Of course!" Amora said, "There is a whole world to see and I've only discovered one fourth of it"

"I meant if someone were to ask you if you would want to live in Midgard or Asgard what would you say?" Odin asked.

Amora looked up from the food, "Why are you asking?"

Odin shrugged, "It's just a simple question"

Amora placed the knife down as she bit her lower lip and looked down at the food in front of her. There were many factors for both worlds that would make her want to stay but she never really thought of which to choose. Asgard had her family and her duties as Princess but she didn't have any friends like she does in Midgard but seeing her grandfather here had made her realized how much she missed him, her mother, and her sister. She honestly didn't know who she would choose if it came down to that.

"I don't know" Amora said, "I never thought about it"

She slowly went back to her work but the thought was still in her mind and wondered if this was what her father must've felt like. Her father told her that even though he left, he was always worried that he missed so much of both him and Rada growing up. Amora didn't know this but his daughters neglecting him was his fear.

Amora understood completely because it was his duty to help protect the nine realms and no harm was done to their relationship. She was glad that they had that talk before he even left to find the cause of why the Infinity Stones were being sought out.

Odin spoke up, "I think you would choose Midgard… I've never seen you so happy here even under the circumstances that you are in"

Amora looked up as Odin stared right back at her with truth in his eyes.

"But what will Rada and mother think?" Amora asked.

"They would just have to accept it as they always have" Odin said, "Your mother raised you girls to be adaptable, I wouldn't worry so much"

"I wish they could visit" Amora said, "They would've loved to see the different cultures as well"

Amora picked up the plates as she watched her grandfather's face change into delight as she walked over to him and set his plate down. She gladly sat next to him as she dug into her food, more properly this time as she picked up her wine and took a sip. Amora did have to say that she missed the Asgardian wine but she knew that the wine there has been dwelling for centuries, not just simply years. She looked over to her grandfather but then stopped when she saw the wine droplet look like blood. It reminded her of how it was important to Pietro that Cul would not take her blood.

"Pietro told me that Cul wanted my blood" Amora turned to him, "Why is that?"

Odin stopped before he said, "He's dying; Cul needs your blood to gain more immortality but your blood is also linked to your powers the tree of knowledge gave you which would give him more power"

Amora scoffed, "That's absurd if he wants me blood for immortality, he's almost as old as-"

She looked over to her grandfather as he seemed to have stopped eating and glanced down to his plate. Amora felt tears well in her eyes as she couldn't think of the words to say to Odin the Allfather. He's been around for longer than Earth was created and now he hinted that he was dying. She reached out and placed a hand on his arm as he turned and looked to her with sad but peaceful eyes.

"I have been dying for a while now, Amora" he said, "I could've easily lived longer than Cul but with the death of your grandmother… it just became too difficult for me to move on"

Amora cupped her mouth and felt tears roll down her cheeks as she didn't want to believe it. She wanted to run away from Odin but chose not to as she knew that this was probably just as difficult for him to say as it was for her to hear. She wondered if her father knew and was avoiding this all along?

A gentle touch knocked her back as Odin held onto her hand, she looked up to him and wondered what Asgard will be like without him. He wiped one side of her face as he gently pet her hair.

"You will defeat Cul for me, won't you, granddaughter?" Odin asked.

Her face crumpled as she nodded, "I will have him personally delivered to the seventh Hell for you"

Odin gave her a tearful smile as she leaned in and hugged him close to her as she sobbed on her grandfather's shoulder.