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a woman's scorn and sorrow

Karnilla had fought not for Asgard but for the man she had loved.  The sorceress had always thought herself above the golden realm, superior in her own domain.  But for Balder, the Queen of Norns would do just about anything.  Her loyalty was that much certain. Even if Balder did not love her, even if he had chosen the dark-haired daughter of Asgard or the healer of flaxen tresses, Karnilla would do just about anything for Balder as she would to obtain him.  But she already knew she would not obtain him today.

She already knew he was dead.

She could have stopped fighting.  She could have.  No purpose of staying in Asgard remained for Karnilla as long as the god of light and prophecy was dead.  Yet, she stayed.  Why did she stay?  Did Karnilla think this was what Balder might have wanted?  Or had rage consumed the Norn Queen so much that the thought of fleeing was far forgotten and replaced with a woman's sorrow, a woman's vengeance?

But even in her vengeance, she recognized her.  The healer with the flaxen tresses.  The Lady Nanna, is what she had been called.  She knew this was Balder's new woman, his new lady love.  It sickened her to see the woman.  How it sickened her to see someone in the place that she should have been!  She had a thought to use her in the future as leverage to get Balder, but with Balder gone, that plan did not serve as much purpose as it would to keep that woman alive.  Let her rot, she thought.  But would that not, in essence, allow precious Nanna to reunite with Balder?  The nerve of that woman.  Even in death, she would seek to ruin her.  And Karnilla would never have peace.  It seemed the Fates were against her.

But not today.

She saw a fiend come to the woman from behind, steel in hand.  Nanna would die.  She would die and Karnilla should have been happy and proud.  But instead, and for the strangest of reasons, dread took hold of the queen instead.  She wanted the woman to die, yes, but on Karnilla's terms--no one else's.  If she died here, now, and in this way, it served no purpose to her.  And Karnilla did not bow to cheap victory.

She meant to warn the woman.  She meant to shout, to yell.  For Balder, she told herself.  This was what Balder would have wanted--for his love to be saved.  As much as it pained her, this was what he would have wanted, and Karnilla had no desire for Balder's death--or any wishes he may have had with his last breaths--to be in vain.  But before she could so much as scream, her throat was slit.

All she remembered was the stinging sensation, the pain, and the darkness.

And the darkness is all that remained.

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to lose one's light

Even in the far reaches of Nornheim, the queen of Norns was no stranger to the dangers that threaten Asgard.  Standing at her balcony, she watched and though the Golden Realm laid far from her eyes, it was her mind's eye that recognized the danger.  The Wolf has escaped.  Asgard was threatened.

"Oh, Loki.  What have you done?" she whispered under her breath.

It should have been of no concern to her.  Let Asgard fall for all the Norn Queen cared.  But it was caring that stayed her heart.  Balder was of Asgard.  And should Balder fall...  I shall ne'er see the light again.

The very thought of it crushed her.

Turning swiftly, Karnilla made her way into the halls of her castle, eyeing her servants who immediately followed her.  "Send my strongest underlings to Asgard's aid.  Karnilla shall show naught but mercy towards their lot for now," she ordered sharply under her tongue.  As her thoughts turned to Balder, she created a portal that was take her to Asgard and to him.  Oh, how could she possibly allow Asgard to fall now?  It was impossible now.  Karnilla's eyes flickered ever so slightly before she entered the portal.

She would defend Asgard with her life.

She would not dare to see that light fade.

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Never-ending List of Miniseries/Story Arcs/Events I Love & Recommend ↳ Balder The Brave #1-4  Written by Walter Simonson; Art by Sal Buscema

Have you not considered, Karnilla, that sometimes there is more cruelty in kindness?

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I’m sorry.

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And dare I ask what e'er brings the warriors of Asgard to my domain?

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story time | tyrant queen the sovereign almighty: powerful, feared, and without remorse.

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Karnilla by Gerald Parel

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♔ Eva Green 

↳5 & 6/50

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what to wear when…operating as queen midas, a shrewd politician and recognized embodiment of a movement associating displays of luxury and divine worship. she creaks under the burden of her golden wardrobe’s unimaginable weight, weighty straps cleaving into her shoulders, a living ode to privilege and theatricality.

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Alexander McQueen. “I want people to be afraid of the women I dress.”

This is like my favorite living room came to life and haunted me in the middle of the night. So upset to be missing the McQueen exhibit at the Met. 

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Karnilla is so done with you.

—Thor #170 (1969) by Stan Lee & Jack Kirby, inked by Bill Everett

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Tch.  Good and ever pure-hearted Balder--yet, he is only kind when he must have need of kindness in return.  How bold you must think you are, my love.  But tread carefully, prince of Asgard, for there are those that would seek to bring about your ruin--or the ruin of those you care about.  

E’en so, such matters I shall not discuss with thee. ‘Tis my burden to bare and mine alone. I do not need to be consoled. [clenches his fists] I do not seek comfort from anyone. Especially not from thyself. Now away with thee. 

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what to wear when…ruling attolia.

she was the stone-faced queen, then and ever after. she had needed the mask to rule, and she had been glad to have it.

post 54 of an infinity-part series

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No right, perhaps, but it shan't stop me from speaking from the matter.  Come now, Brave Balder!  I meant no offense to thee or the lady.  But thou must be weary with the troubles that have been pushed on thine shoulders.  Not only with the shield maiden, but with the crown of Asgard as well.  Aye, I've heard of it; news travels quickly, even to Nornheim.  Thor, god of thunder, has renounced the throne of Odin--which has now been placed into your hands.  I only wished to soothe your troubles, but alas, if it is not my comfort you seek, then who else?  The shield maiden?  Or is there another, Balder the Brave?

Thou hast no right to speak of my matters with the Lady Sif. ‘Tis none of thy business what happened between she and I. [laughs humorlessly] E’en if I intended to take thee up on thy offer, do you really expect me to do so after all that has just happened? If so, then thou truly art mad.

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I am perfectly in the sane mind, thank you.  Remember: I am the only one who loves you.  Did the shield maiden love you?  Pft, doubtful.  No one else will love you as I do.  No one else shall care for you as I have, don't you see?  Why do you deny what is right before you?  Why do you deny me, Balder?

Do not deny me.

queenofnorns said: You heard me. You have left me rather wanting, Balder. For shame. Return to me, my love. You know you want this, too.

Thou art positively mad.