How intoxicating it is to take in the divinity of the halls of the royal palace , the way it's essence slipped back into his own. How easy it was to get lost in the awe of it all again , to not return properly to his home, but it isn't his place within the timeline. How easy it would have been to simply never return. ❛❛ You must be jesting mother it was not but last night we had the feast after the Battle at Vanahiem? ❜❜ he playfully banters masking the true turmoil inside. It was a lie but he had made his best attempts at masking his appearance, a enchantment from Sigyn, and woven into his braids. Thor couldn't risk running around as he truly looked, a hollowed shell of the aesir prince, marred with scars both physical and spiritual. ❛❛ Aye mother surely you know better. I have never been one for tricks. . . or mischeif. That is. . . rather we not discuss Loki. ❜❜ he says trying not to let himself choke on the mention of his brother, he could save him , storm the dungeon of Asgard to retrieve his brother. To tell him that he is sorry and that he loves him , no matter the evil he causes , how much blood he stains his hands with. Or if he were to reach for a blade and slip it through his heart. It wouldn't change the love for him. ❛❛ No. . . thats not why you found me out here, but I simply wanted to see how you were. ❜❜ he truthfully didn't know if his brother has rubbed off on him, or his true purpose here was necessary for him to keep up the illusion. ❛❛ Father seemed troubled when we last spoke. He seems to think my judgement is clouded. . . That I've got my head stuck in the dirt. ❜❜ he says without missing a single beat but maybe his father had a point? Had he been running from what he was? Who he was to chase what he wanted outside of Asgard. On Midgard with his friends. . . and Jane. A boy who has been running from what was expected of him more like it. His brother wasn't the only one for rebellion after all but he simply handled it, with less of the flair that made his brother, who well who he was. Truthfully he is surprised that his father hadn't sensed out the difference in him. In the godling beat the same power that is in his father, he had no magical solution for that, and he could only hope neither sensed it. After all he had managed to not be near Odin on principle , but his wisdom is vast. He had to know. The one question the God of Thunder wondered could he continue to keep up this ruse from one of the strongest witches known to Asgard.
𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐆𝐀 𝐇𝐀𝐃 𝐁𝐄𝐄𝐍 𝐖𝐄𝐋𝐋 𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐄 𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐋𝐌 𝐎𝐅 𝐌𝐘𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐒 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐀 𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄 𝐍𝐎𝐖. One of the most powerful witches in all of Asgard , having even been the one to teach Odin much of what he knew , she had felt something , 𝒅𝒊𝒇𝒇𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝑻𝒉𝒐𝒓 @stormbreaks. Not only that , but the woman who had helped Thor in whatever mission he was on was a 𝒃𝒆𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒅 𝒔𝒕𝒖𝒅𝒆𝒏𝒕 of hers. Like the essence of her children , she'd know the signature of Sigyn's aura anywhere.
No , in truth , she had known that 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝑻𝒉𝒐𝒓 , was not the one she had cared for in 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒆. That changed nothing however. He was still Thor , and Thor was still her son. Mother to all aside , there would never be a moment while she still yet breathed , that she wouldn't come to her son's aid. Both for 𝑻𝒉𝒐𝒓 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑳𝒐𝒌𝒊.
She allowed him to continue his charade. 𝑾𝒉𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒑𝒖𝒓𝒑𝒐𝒔𝒆 he was serving there , she would not presume to interrupt such a mission. The gravity behind her son's words seemed too great to take for granted. Kind a warming smile watches as son continues to attempt to play the role he came here to play. Searching for the 𝒅𝒆𝒆𝒑𝒆𝒓 𝒎𝒆𝒂𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈 behind whatever he was saying. One thing she had always known for sure , was that Thor carried so much baggage on his heart. He always had.
Finally , he says something she can 𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒄𝒉 𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒐. A way to tell him that yes , mother knows as always what you are up to. Hand reaching out to place a calming touch to his large forearm. There it is , she can feel the difference in aura , both in him , and in the 𝒃𝒓𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒘𝒐𝒎𝒂𝒏 she had known.
❝ 𝐘𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞. ❞ At least , that was what she had taken to 𝒕𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒆𝒍𝒇 , when she found trouble seeing the reason in his ways. ❝ 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐫𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 , 𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 , 𝒊𝒏 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆. ❞ Hand moved to his chest. A warm and nearly 𝒈𝒍𝒐𝒘𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒔𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒆 upon her face. She had not looked to see what events lied ahead of her this day , and already she could say it was all 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒕𝒉 𝒊𝒕. ❝ 𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 , 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐯𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐫𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡. ❞
