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Chapter 3: Jötun Blood

A slightly uncomfortable silence settled over the table and its three occupants. Anna, embarrassed by her misconceptions and accidental role in the eternal winter, slowly sipped her freezing tea, smiling gratefully every half minute as Loki reached out to reheat it. Elsa, regretting the eternal winter and wishing she could undo it, stared down into the frozen block that was her tea, not even bothering to warm it. Loki, out-of-place in this world with these women and having no clue how to console either of them, sipped his steaming tea, his eyes darting between the sisters.

A few more moments passed before Loki set his teacup on the icy table and straightened his back. "I have… ice powers… of my own."

Elsa raised a brow while Anna's eyes widened. "Really?" Anna questioned.

Loki nodded. "Jötunheim, where I was born, is the home of the Frost Giants. Having been raised as an Asgardian, I am much smaller than the Giants, but I still contain Jötun blood."

"What kind of ice magic can you do?" Anna wondered excitedly, her blue eyes sparkling brightly.

Loki slowly pushed his chair back before standing, stepping a few feet away from the table. He closed his eyes and tilted his head down, concentrating on his magic. He gained a few inches in height, his thin form giving him the appearance of being even taller. Anna watched in amazement and Elsa in awe as a blue dye claimed the god's fingertips, slowly creeping up his arms until it disappeared beneath his armor. It crept up his neck and across his face, and tribal runes could be seen across his forehead and along his cheeks. He opened his eyes, slowly looking towards the girls. He was grateful that they had not run, clearly unafraid of his Jötun form.

"That's amazing!" Anna cried, rushing up to stand face-to-face (face-to-chest, rather) with Loki. She reached a hand up tentatively, as if asking for permission. Loki nodded and Anna grinned, slowly running her hand down his cheek. She gasped as she felt the raised lines of the runes, shivering lightly at how cold his skin was.

"Truly remarkable," Elsa breathed. She stood and wandered closer to the pair, staring into the god's blood-red eyes.

"You are not afraid…" Loki mused in a half-statement, half-question.

"Why would we be?" Anna inquired. It made sense, of course. The entire kingdom was afraid of Elsa, and all she did was create ice. Surely they'd fear a Jötun.

"Everyone fears me, everyone except the Giants," Loki sighed. "But they laugh at me… I… I do not fit in anywhere…"

Anna 'aww'ed under her breath, standing back to let her sister step closer. Elsa ran her fingers along Loki's forehead, her mouth agape in amazement at the transformation. "We are both feared for reasons we cannot control," she whispered.

Anna smiled softly, watching the two bond. She felt a tingle in her stomach, a developing crush on the god. But she had her own boyfriend, Kristoff, and Loki was absolutely perfect for her sister.

"I think I'm going to head out," the redhead called out. "I'm sure Kristoff and Olaf are waiting for me. It was wonderful to see you again, Elsa. Nice to meet you, Loki!"

With that, the younger sister happily skipped down the icy staircase and slid down the hill, meeting up with her boyfriend and little companion at the bottom.

Elsa had stopped exploring, but her hand still rested on Loki's face, cupping his jaw. She looked up at him in awe. "Teach me more."

Don't worry, Anna will come back!