Premonitions

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Chapter One:

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Frigga was making good time down the golden hallway. Her stride was longer than usual, conveying a sense of urgency not commonly found in the queen of Asgard. She paused but a moment outside of the bedchambers she shared with her husband before walking in with her head proudly tilted up.

"Odin, my husband, I must speak with you." Her dulcet tones echoed in the vast room. "Yes, Frigga?" Odin sighed as he rose from his seat, a king never rests. "I am disturbed." Odin's eye sharpened upon her, moving over his wife as if he could discern what troubled her by sight alone. "What has occurred?" He asked sharply.

Frigga glanced down before swallowing quickly and lacing her fingers together revealing the extent of her nervousness. "Perhaps, you should sit," She began and Odin obeyed his wife quickly, "Today I was in the gardens with Thor and Loki. They were running and playing as children are oft wont to do. While they were playing Thor knocked Loki down, boys being boys."

"Yes, yes." Odin interrupted impatiently.

Frigga glared sharply at her husband. "However, Loki was not expecting to be pushed like that. Thor has gotten more. . . let us say enthusiastic since his birthday. He pushed Loki with greater force than was necessary and when Loki hit the ground, he froze it."

"Froze it!" Odin interrupted again. "How? We have kept that part of him hidden! It should not have shown itself!" Odin stood and walked away from Frigga to stand in front of the wide window. His troubled eye gazed upon the golden city without truly seeing the splendor that was Asgard.

"The issue," Frigga spoke as she moved behind Odin, laying her hand upon his shoulder, "Is that we have hidden it from him. He should have known what he truly was and what he truly is to us from the start. We have committed a grave offense against our dear son. We need to tell him the truth."

"Tell him what? The his whole five years here have all been lies we perpetrated? That he is not an Asgardian but a Frost Giant? That he was abandoned, an unwanted waif in a decrepit temple? That everything we have ever told him, all of his beliefs are lies? You would have me destroy all that he is?" Odin thundered jerking away from Frigga and stalking across the room.

"I expect you to tell the truth, to tear down his misconceptions and to build him up again, aware of all that he is and open to all that he could become. I want him to know that what he was born as does not have to control what he will be. In truth all I want him to gather is that he is and always will be my son!" Frigga finished, suddenly feeling exhausted.

"I cannot. I will not." Odin finished sitting back down upon his chair.

"Then I shall." Frigga moved to the door but again paused before she left. "I am the only mother he has ever known. It was your duty to reveal this to him but you refuse. It was your duty to protect him from harm but you refuse. My snowflake was so scared today. I am his mother and I shall pick up the duties his father abandoned. I will protect him from the world, his father, and if need be, himself. And you dear husband cannot stop me."

Odin watched with a weary eye as his wife left to change his world.