I would be dishonest to say I have not thought about the future… However, the guilt that would follow such a decision…
I am loyal to my husband, and if he should not return to me… I will not remarry.
Not entirely accurate… But let’s not over-share…
They are not my favorite band of misfits…
My duties to the realm have been overwhelming as of late. I fear that I have simply not had the time, but do not worry, am I finally catching up on my work!
There can be no blame placed on anyone for the events that transpired.
They are both so vastly different. Your planet, it… To be quite honest, it causes me great stress and anxiety.
Asgard is home. Earth is worthwhile a visit…
Every inquiry I have received thus far has been anonymous… I did not know the Midgardians to be shy creatures.
It is quite all right to ask a question, and to let me see thine face…
You Midgardians are very interested in this aren’t you?
There were children…
Vali and Narvi. I do not care to reminisce on my children. It was not a happy ending…
Ah, a great many of you have requested the story of how Loki and I met. It is not a tale of love… at first.
Some eons ago, I was betrothed to Theoric, a great warrior… Strong, merciless on the battle field… But he loved me. At the time, I thought he loved me too much, and I did not reciprocate his affections. I was marrying him out of favor to my mother. She was aging, and had been removed from the Valkyrior… I could not bear to see her accepting the end of her life, so… what better way to cheer her, than with a wedding?
Odin, the All-father, he was pleased. Whenever there was a wedding, or a celebration of the sort… All of Asgard was in a celebratory mood. It was if the wars, and blights of our past and present, did not matter for those few hours of joyous music and feast.
Without boring you all, I must first say that the legends the Midgardians created about our realm, were amended, at times… or differed from what actually happened… For example, Loki did not reveal himself to the entirety of the Asgardian realm during the ceremony. No… It was later. After the feasting, and the dancing… After the speeches, and after I had kissed my mother on the cheek and headed to our new bedchambers.
That was when I noticed something different about Theoric, always the shy one when it came to any intimacy. Before the wedding, he’d hardly touched me, or even showed any interest in anything physical. Theoric had always been so respectful, and… traditional. This night though, he set upon me like a man starved. The passion, and pure energy that radiated from him, it was the first time I thought I could love this man… And as we connected, I looked into his eyes… and his face changed above me, and Loki gazed upon me as if I were a prize won.
He was banished of course, for the murder of Theoric, once the All-father discovered what he had done. A separation was not possible, but with the banishment, Odin offered me a new beginning… And I remembered the fire in Loki’s eyes… And swore loyalty to my beloved. From that moment on…
There you are Midgardians. That’s the condensed version, but true, nonetheless. Now do you have any more questions?
