Guys, this is another super short 'blast from the past' chapter that isn't going to make a lot of sense until later but when I do the big reveal, you'll all hate me-in a good way. I stab you in the heart a couple of times but I promise it makes for an interesting plot ;3 Also, I'm sorry about not posting for a while, I've been under a lot of stress lately with work, switching schools, and dealing with my dad so do be patient with me darlings! I love you all!

Valkyrie's POV

It had been a week since I had seen my precious king. In that time, I was planning, planning on what I would do keep Odin with me. Much had happened during our separation-Odin had gone to fight in Jötunheim with the rest of Asgard's army. But while away, Frigga had just given birth to their first child. She named him Thor. With their heir finally born, I could no longer kill two birds with one stone. But I realized something that I wish I had much sooner. What Odin had said was true. He would never love me, even with Frigga gone. I hated him, I hated him so much for not loving me. I wanted him to feel the hurt I did. Maybe killing them wasn't the answer, their suffering wouldn't last long if they died. Perhaps, I'll kill their precious golden son, Thor. They would never know peace at having lost their child, it was brilliant! But Thor slept in the queen's chamber, which was always guarded while the Allfather was away. I would have to commence this ordeal at night, to ensure that I would not be seen or caught.

That night, once Frigga had put Thor down for the evening, I flew up to the high balcony, walking into the dark room. Light peeked out from under the heavy double doors across from me and smirked. This would almost be too easy, I thought as I crept up to the bassinet and unsheathed my dagger. I peered inside to see a fairly large (for a newborn) bundle of warmth. I cocked my head to the side curiously, pulling back a piece of fabric that was shielding the child's face. I frowned and let go of the swaddled cloth.

"Ugly little beast,"

I sneered in hatred. To my dismay, the hideous bundle woke from it's light slumber and immediately began to cry, alerting the guards outside of my presence. I tensed, panicking at the unexpected rousing of the guards and froze when the doors open. As guards spotted me, I fled back to the window, jumping off of the balcony and taking flight. I couldn't stay in Asgard now, I had to hide in Valhalla. It was the only place I would not be pursued by unworthy mortals. Dammit! I failed at my one chance to get my revenge...I will find another way...somehow...