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You opened your eyes and looked around your room which was now empty. The curtains were open but no light shone through. Must have fallen asleep. You slowly sat up in your bed finally taking in your surroundings. The room was massive and the air was warm, unlike your cell. You sat in a large bed with silken sheets, there was a nightstand to the left of you, on it sat a pitcher and glass. Along the far side of the wall was a table and some chairs. Finally your eyes landed on a balcony which overlooked Asgard. You couldn’t resist. You pulled off the sheets carefully placing your feet on the ground. Warm. Even the floor is warm. You slowly rose to your feet, that’s when you noticed you were wearing different robes. They were softer, and more elaborate than your dungeon clothes and fit you perfectly. You forced your eyes off your beautiful robes and to the balcony again. You tip-toed your way across the floor hoping no one would sense you were awake. When you reached the balcony you almost fell over at the sight. Asgard was the most beautiful thing you had seen. A golden city that stretched to the stars. Speaking of stars the night sky was full of them, more stars than you had ever seen. You stood there awestruck taking in as much of the view as possible. I died. I died and somehow cheated my way into heaven.
“It seems you are feeling better.”
You jumped at the sudden voice behind you. You whipped around catching the familiar sight of the women from before. You were so transfixed by the city you didn’t even hear her enter the room. She gave you a soft smile before moving to stand beside you.
“It is beautiful isn’t it?”
You turned again looking out at the city.
“It is the most beautiful thing I have ever seen.”
The woman giggled.
“I hear that is not a very hard bar to surpass by your standards, but I agree with you, this realm has no equal in terms of beauty.”
You blushed slightly at her words. It was true, you had really only seen the halls and dungeon of one building, and you had barely seen the sky at all, at this point anything could amaze you. Still the beauty of Asgard was one to behold.
“The king would like to see you, if you are well enough.”
You turned to find the women looking at you an emotion on her face you didn’t recognize. You slowly nodded to her. She gave you a reassuring smile before holding out her hand to you, you slowly took it, realizing how warm it was. You both turned to leave the room but a thought popped into your eyes.
“I’m sorry I never got your name. It never came up in conversation with Loki. May I ask?”
She gave a soft laugh before turning her gaze on you.
“My name is Frigga.”
You slightly bowed your head.
“That is a beautiful name.”
She smiled at your words and gave your hand a slight squeeze.
“Thank you.”
Frigga used her free hand to push open the door to your room. You peered out from behind her and noticed how well lit the hall was. Frigga walked out into the hall leading you down the corridor, you let her hand pull you as you took in everything around you. Golden columns and archways, beautiful statues, frescos, and colourful plants, nothing you had ever seen before.
Before you knew it you had come to a stop before two large doors. On either side was a guard in full armour. Frigga let go of your hand and turned to you.
“Keep your answers short. Just tell the truth, and do not be afraid. I’ll be right behind you the whole time.”
You felt your heart rate increase but you swiftly nodded your head. Frigga turned to the guards giving them a slight nod. The doors slowly opened revealing a large open room.
“Go ahead sweetie.”
Frigga gestured into the room and you slowly entered. This room felt different, colder. The ceiling looked as if it went on forever and the walls were painted with morals of glorious and horrific battles. You gulped but continued walking. A throne, which sat upon a raised platform, slowly calm into view. On the throne sat an older gentleman wearing golden armor and wielding a golden spear to match. No way! You froze, halfway to the throne. It can’t be. On the throne sat the man from your memories, the one that Loki helped you remember, the one that called you a beauty. You stood there, frozen in your place, unable to move or to breathe.
“Come.”
His voice held the same commanding tone as before and chills ran down your spine. Your mind went blank, you didn’t know what to do until you felt a warm hand on your back.
“It’s okay sweetie, I’m right here.”
Frigga had followed right behind you and gave you a slight push forward. You regained your composure and continued to the throne. How can he be the king? How could Loki not tell me? Countless thoughts filled your head till you found yourself standing at the base of his throne.
“I am Odin, All-Father, King of Asgard. And who might you be?”
You couldn’t meet his eye, instead, you looked down at your feet, which you just realized were bare.
“(Y/N).”
“You will look at me when I speak.”
You flinched slightly but forced yourself to look up, but still avoided making eye contact.
“Better. Now, what are you doing here in Asgard, (Y/N)?”
You glanced at Frigga who gave you a reassuring nod. You looked back towards Odin.
“I do not know. I was a prisoner in another realm, I passed out during an escape and woke up here.”
“So you are a criminal?”
“No.”
“Liar!”
You recoiled at his raised voice.
“Why would you be a prisoner if not a criminal?”
You didn’t know what to say at that point. You were a slave but that is not why you were in the dungeon, but if he knew of your powers you might be worse off.
“Speak!”
Odin rose to his feet pounding the spear he was holding on the ground. You panicked, falling to the ground and covering your head and closing your eyes, waiting for the blow to strike.
“Enough!”
Frigga stepped in front of you, blocking you from Odin.
“This is no time for you to interfere, Frigga.”
“And this is no time to lose your temper, husband.”
What? You opened your eyes and gazed up at Frigga. She glared at Odin but still somehow had a softness to her face.
“She is only a child, and she is the only reason we got Loki back safe. We should be thanking her not threatening her.”
“She is not one of us. For all we know she was sent here to destroy us. How do you know she will not bring our ruin?”
“I do not, but the day we pass judgement on an individual before they have done wrong, is the day we lose justice and ourselves. Please darling, see reason.”
Odin sighed before returning to sit on his throne.
“I do not disagree with you, my love, however I cannot allow her to stay here. She is too large a threat.”
Frigga sighed turning her gaze down to you. No, I don’t want to leave. You slowly stood up preparing to plead your case when another voice echoed through the halls.
“You are wrong father.”
All three of you turned towards the voice. A figure appeared from the shadows quickly crossing the hall to stand beside you. Loki? You barely recognized him with his clean clothes and combed hair.
“She is no threat, she saved me numerous times, without knowledge of who I was or where I hailed from.”
“That does not change the facts, Loki. She has powers we have yet to understand, powers that could destroy Asgard.”
Powers? So they do know about me.
“But she saved me! Which is more than I could say for you, father!”
Wait, what? You turned to Loki but your racing thoughts came to a halt as soon as you saw him. You had never seen Loki so angry, rather this emotional in general. His hands were in fists which shook at his sides, his words were like fire and his eyes were like daggers pointed directly at Odin.
“Loki.”
Frigga’s soft voice echoed in the room as she laid a hand on his shoulder. He instantly began to calm down, his hands fell to his sides and his eyes fell to the floor.
“Saving you wouldn’t have been necessary if you failed to get captured in the first place.”
You saw Loki tense at the words and were preparing for another bout of yelling but another voice filled the halls.
“Is that true father? Did you leave Loki to his own fate?”
Odin’s gaze shifted to behind you, you turned to lay eyes on the blonde boy from your memories. No way. He walked past you giving you a curious glance before turning his gaze back on his father. Wait? Are they all one family? You tried to piece it all together in your head but couldn’t quite grasp it.
“Why didn’t you try to help him father?”
“This is beyond you Thor.”
“No, if we do not care for our own we are no better than our enemies.”
Thor was now standing beside Loki one hand on his shoulder, smiling at his brother. Loki gave a timid smile back. You began to feel a little out of place, but then Thor turned back to you.
“If she saved my brother, I believe she has a right to stay in Asgard.”
He gave you a big smile. Clearly, he doesn’t remember me. But you couldn’t help but give him a small smile in return.
“My dear I believe you have been out-voted.”
Frigga turned to face Odin a playful smile on her lips. Definitely Loki’s mother. Odin sighed.
“Very well. (Y/N).”
The three of them stepped aside slightly allowing you to step forward.
“I will allow you to remain in Asgard on one condition. You will train to control your power, so that one day you may be a defender of Asgard and repay your debts to your home.”
Home. Your ears perked up at the word. You glanced at Frigga who was giving you a knowing smile. You then cast your gaze to Thor who had his arm slung around Loki’s shoulders. They both gave you small grins. You turn back to Odin, standing tall and looked him in the eye.
“I accept.”