Denouement Beauty {Pure Illusion Series: Book 6}

Chapter 6

A/N: Remember when I said to run after chapter 5? Do it now. Run. Far away. Honestly did the last line last chapter NOT hint at the fact that something is going to happen?? Unfortunately, our story is coming to a close - with only four chapters left, it's almost time. 

In the coming chapters, I will be releasing information on future projects to you all - some that I have been working on for at least a couple years. I'm super excited to share them and I hope you will stick around to read a few! :) 

The song listed for this chapter is... let us just say it's somewhat satirical but at the same time it's definitely a song about Loki... 

However, we first must embrace the horrific end that awaits our couple. Here is the tragic chapter 6... 

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After putting the horses away, Loki and Sigyn decided to take a stroll through the palace grounds before heading back to their room where the boys and Amora would be. At first, Sigyn had protested that they had been gone too long, but after pleading with her to take a simple walk with him, Loki had won.

The grounds were silent, much like her first time here. Only the sound of their footsteps echoing off the stone indicating that anyone was around. She thought of Thor and the kindness he had shown her the first day she had arrived – it seemed so long ago now.

The sun had begun to set over the mountains of Asgard when they turned down the hallway towards their room. Smiling to the guards posted outside their room, Loki and Sigyn pushed open the doors, eager to hear two excited voices they had missed so dearly.

But they never came.

"Boys? Vali, Narvi?" Sigyn called out, her eyes sweeping around the room for the pair.

"Amora?" Loki called out, his eyes also looking around the room. "Narvi, Vali? Where are you?" He began to look around the room, Sigyn disappearing into the joint room that the boys now slept in. Both were empty.

"My King, if I may..." One of the guards spoke up, quickly gaining the interest of the King and Queen.

"What is it? Where are my sons and where is Lady Amora?" Loki's voice was like a knife cutting through the tense air of the royal chambers.

"Lady Amora has not been seen in almost two days with Prince Vali or Prince Narvi."

From behind him, the Vanir's face drains of any remaining color. Her lower lip begins to quiver and her knees feel weak. The God of Lies can sense the fear in her, the grief as he waits for her to come undone; he must not, for the sake of their sons.

"Where... When was the last time Amora was seen?"

The guard, noticeably shaking as the King's looming figure had come to tower over him – nothing else existed except for the shadow of the frost giant before him.

"Lad-dy Amora t-took the young pr-rinces down to the nearb-y-y p-pond to sw-i-im. S-she said your hig-hnesses would m-meet her th-there."

A dark cloud seemed to be cast over Loki's vision. Something was wrong, something he had sensed and wondered ever since Amora had appeared out of thin air after the destruction of Asgard and all that had happened with Thanos. He had never breathed a word to Sigyn, as he often wondered if it was all in his head and that the fear he felt was simply because of all that had happened. Years had passed and while that feeling had lingered, the time had seemed to dampen those thoughts.

"Wake up every guard in the palace. Tell them to begin with searching every inch of the palace grounds and then begin knocking on doors. No one shall sleep tonight until we find my sons."