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"Excuse me? Say that again and I will rip your tongue out and feed it to my pet wolf."
Send me "Unf" If you think the muse is hot.
"Im bored, shall we spar?"
"When are you not bored, my dragon?”
She sighed, putting down the book she had been reading. “Alright, I shall entertain you, and beat your ass for my own amusement.”
Important!
I will be changing Fárbi's FC soon enough. The new one will be Eva Green.
Spotting his mother down the hall, Loki chased her down. Without comment, the princeling pushed up on his toes to leave a kiss on Farbauti's cheek. "I love you, momma~"
Fárbauti looked down at her son, a little surprised and let out a gentle chuckle. She raised her hand to brush his cheek, nodding lightly. “As I love you, my little wolf cub.”
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To my beautiful beloved Queen, I hope you return to my arms soon.
Laufey
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Fárbauti frowned lightly. "What in the Nine is this?" She questioned, yet smiled lightly. It was a nice gesture, even though she had no idea what it was for.
"Could you stay? Please? Your presence has always calmed my mind easily. I know not what would be bothering my mind, momma…you are back home and all else is well as always…"
"Yes, of course I will stay, my wolf cub", she murmured, bringing her hand to stroke his hair. "I will stay as long as I am needed."
"I’ve no clue….I cannot seem to sleep, though…"
"Is something bothering your mind? ...If you wish I could stay here with you for a while."
"Bloody hel…."
"What in the Nine is the matter, Loki?"
Come pester my muse with questions about their life choices.
Make them hate you and scream at you to leave them alone. C’mon. You know you want to.
"Laufey... Our son tells me you have made a complete fool out of yourself while I was away on my trip. What have you done now, my foolish dragon?"
"That is no surprise. I have been raised by the best, after all."
"It is good to have you home, momma. Father was starting to become a drag with your absence."
"It is good to b... What has he done now?"
"I only speak truths. Truths that include flattery."
"You are an impossible child, Loki", she chuckled. "And you remind me of myself when I was as young as you are now."
"Grandma?"
"Do I know you, child?"
"Your soul…You definitely are my grandma. My name is Hel Lokidottir."
"Lokidottir...? Indeed, we are connected by blood, my child. But blood does not make a family."
"Byleistr is more than welcome to the throne after papa. I’d rather not be tied down to such responsibilities. I would expect nothing less than Jotunheimr’s greatest queen to slay the wolf and take her prize."
"Now you just flatter your mother, you little trickster."
'How would you have me act? How would you have me speak? Tell me, please, make up for the years that I stumbled in darkness, guided by naught but my father's fist. Tell me how it is I should act, how it is I should mask my broken heart.'
Fárbauti raised her hand and slapped her son across the face. "You mask your broken heart from your people, not your mother." She sighed. "Your farther raised you like he did because he was driven by grief. It makes nothing right, but it reasons the cause. I knew him the way none else did, and had he not treated you the way he did, you would have loved him. But you are my son, and I am here now. It may be late, but it is better than never."