I had been trying to focus on anything other than my recent 'booting' from my home. It stung. Being kicked out because I was different...I hadn't hurt anyone, I just merely had something the King didn't understand, which frightened him.
I started to let my thoughts wander to all the things that I had done with my time on Asgard. I met my bestest if friends, Thor, Sif, Volstagg, and Fandral. They were always there when I needed something. Always there to annoy me out of my moods. Always there when I needed to let off some steam in the training room. All the drunken nights I didn't care to remember.
Now it was something I wished I could never forget. I was rudely taken out of my out thoughts and memories as Thor and Loki burst in, Loki trying to stop him, and talking about something I couldn't really hear.
"Ah, Lady Y/N, may I speak to you for a moment or two? It's important." Thor seemed serious, which meant it was important. Loki glared at Thor, staring daggers into his back.
"Uh- yes, I suppose...is everything okay?" I was worried. Thor was never serious when talking to you.
"Quite the opposite." Loki's spoke aloud, then continued.
"It's Odin. He wants you out of the castle. Mother had suggested we take you with 'thunder thumbs' to Midgard." He said smiling at his clever nickname he had recently given to Thor. Which he didn't seem to love as he pushed Loki away.
"It's safe there. I have friends on Midgard, they agreed to let us stay there until we could figure out what to do with all of this." He said reassuring you with a smile, as he had always done. Though I couldn't help but feel more less and less reassured.
I was being ripped away from everything I had ever worked for. Everything I had ever wanted. My home. My family, my friends. Everything.
My eyes began to swell. As they had become a bright blue, unable to control your sadness, all the overwhelming emotions.
Keep calm. You can do this. Remember. Beneath the surface.
I'm trying Loki...
I finally let my emotions subside and Loki look pleased with himself and I. Even when we weren't trying to, we were practicing and training with my magic.
Focusing on controlling it while I had these emotions. It was great learning all of this about myself, but it was so tiring. Loki tried his best not to over work my mind and my abilities. But with me being so new to my magic, it was inevitable. It was bound to happen once in awhile.
"We need to get ready, try and pack some things, clothes, maybe something to remind you of Asgard..." he said shamefully. He knew what this was going to you. And he tried, he really had.
"I won't let you be banished okay? You will be back. Even if I have to take the throne myself." He said giving you the biggest bear hug he ever gave to you.
A goodbye hug.
"Okay, okay, don't smother me! I can't breathe!" I gasped and he quickly let go, smiling at me and turning to walk out of the door.
This was going to be the new beginning you wish you didn't have to be given. I packed what I could, making sure I had all that was of use to me.
I walked over to the large mirror hanging on my wall. My favorite picture had been hanging, it was a special day, the day I became a real Asgardian Warrior. Thor insisted on taking a picture, and so we did.
Thor, Frigga, Sif, Volstagg, Fandral, and even Loki crammed together. Everyone smiling- except for Loki, he didn't really have a choice.
Thor practically nailed him in between Sif and I. That was the best day of my life. I was finally something, I had a title other than what Odin claimed I was. I wasn't an Orphan. I was a Warrior.
I tucked myself into bed, but unable to sleep. So I stepped out onto my balcony taking in what was left of my home, out onto Asgard.
I sighed, the feelings I had conjured surfaced and I couldn't help but feel the immense sadness rush over me as I knew that I couldn't stop the inevitable. I had to go to a realm I knew nothing about, I had to start over...all over again.
I couldn't bare sleeping so I went to the garden I had grew fond of. The garden had been covered in beautiful flowers, some only blooming when spring came around on Asgard.
The enormous trees, almost overgrown in their own luxurious way. And a small pond with coy fish, with two benches sat on opposite sides of it.
This. This is where I would come. I had always found myself coming back to this garden. The peacefulness. The silence. The feeling of just being free. Not worrying about Odin, training, practice, my old life, when things had happier times.
This was the only place that had that effect on me. And I was grateful for that. I finally decided it was too late to continue staying in the garden. I needed sleep if I didn't want to be tired for our travels the following day.
I walked past the sleeping guard as I was used to once again, walking back to the large stair case, noticing the raven haired man, once again in the library. Book in hand.
Concentrating on the green mist around him and the book. All of the sudden he was gone. Disappeared. I thought I had gone mad.
Next lesson, you'll learn all within time. You need to rest. Why are you here?
I went to speak, until I realized, if I didn't want to be caught by the guards I couldn't.
I couldn't sleep. I needed a break. That's all. I'm headed back anyways.
Those were the only words I could form, I quickly walked to my room in the second corridor. Sitting back on my bed staring at the ceiling.
Lesson 1. Don't sneak up on a God.
The words were as clear as day and you couldn't help but let a smirk appear.
Out. Please.
Did I just say please? None the less I put the wall up to my mind and that was all for that night. I was now exhausted.
Until tomorrow.