#olvaldi

[puckwritesstuff]

I guess we're now at the King Loki AU! I thought of a prompt for them. King Loki achieved peace with the Jotuns and they held a banquet to celebrate. It's also the debut of the soon-to-be Queen of Asgard, Sigyn. A former Jotun lover still having feelings for Sigyn vaguely told her about the secret deal Jotunheim had with Loki. Before she could understand, Loki took her away then killed him. Loki will not allow that secret to ruin his future with Sigyn. Luckily, Sigyn was still oblivious.

While Sigyn is 100% the "beauty" half of most of her "beauty and the beast" stories, the way I've written her, most of those don't end so well for her, so a Jotun that she once courted isn't necessarily going to be a welcome sight initially.

Thank you for the ask!

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The Jotuns entered the hall and Loki offered his hand to Sigyn. She took it, holding on tightly.

“His Majesty, King Laufey of Jotunheim,” the guard announced.

Laufey stood tall before the throne and Sigyn noticed for the first time the familiar shape of his eyes, the structure of his face, the way that he stood— in short, she marked just how much he and Loki looked alike. But no one knew of course. No one but her, Frigga, and Loki. She studied Loki’s face for his reaction. He didn’t seem to have one.

“King Laufey, I welcome you to the halls of Asgard,” Loki said. “I hope that this is the first of many such peaceful meetings between our peoples.”

“My men will require rest before the celebration tonight,” Laufey said. “We are, as of yet, unused to travelling by the Bifrost.”

“Of course,” Loki said. “We are equally unused to hosting Jotun, but a hall has been prepared for your party. The guards will show you there.”

Sigyn looked at the Jotuns and suddenly recognized one. She gasped softly, squeezing Loki’s hand. Loki looked at her for a moment.

“If I may introduce my betrothed,” Loki said. “Sigyn Heimdallsdóttir, soon to be Queen of Asgard.”

“My lady,” Laufey said, nodding in the direction of a bow.

Sigyn snapped back to where she was.

“Your majesty, we are honored by your commitment to this new era of peace,” she said. “We hope this finally begins a true friendship between Asgard and Jotunheim.”

“So do we,” Laufey said. “If we could be escorted to our hall.”

“Of course,” Loki said.

He signaled for a guard to take the Jotuns to their room and Laufey and his train left.

“What’s the matter, darling?” Loki asked.

“One of the Jotuns,” Sigyn said. “It was Ölvaldi.”

Loki blinked. “The one that kidnapped you?”

“The first one that did, anyways,” she said.

“I’ll double your guard,” Loki said, bringing her close. “Making certain you are safe is of the highest priority.”

“We don’t want it to look like we don’t trust them,” Sigyn said. “I should be fine, I was just startled, that’s all.”

“If you say so,” Loki said. “But you simply say the word and I will make certain he does not bother you again.”

She shook her head. “Hardly necessary. Now, come, my heart, we have some time before we must prepare for tonight.”

Loki grinned. “As you wish.”

---

Sigyn stood off to the side, taking a break from the festivities to people watch. The Jotuns were slowly getting more comfortable with being where they were, and most seemed to be enjoying themselves now. She had also managed to avoid Ölvaldi the entire night, which wasn’t going to last long as she saw him approaching. The Einherjar guard Loki had placed on her (he insisted on at least one, and she didn’t have the will to argue with him over that) gripped his spear tight, but she waved him off. She had to hope that he was there in the name of peace and friendship.

He knelt down so he could speak with her privately.

“My lady,” he said.

“Ölvaldi,” she said. “It’s been a while.”

“Yes, since your mercenaries took you from me,” Ölvaldi said.

“You mean the King and Prince of Asgard?” she asked.

“You don’t understand the power you wield,” he said. “And it is by that power I wish to petition you for something.”

“You are in no position to ask anything of me,” she said, backing away.

Ölvaldi put a hand down behind her, blocking her exit and separating her from her guard.

“Ask yourself this question: how did the Jotuns get into the vault?” he said.

“Ölvaldi.”

Laufey and Loki came over and Ölvaldi backed off. Loki took Sigyn in his arms.

“I apologize, my lady,” Laufey said. “Ölvaldi has been… hesitant about this new peace.”

“Of course, your majesty,” she said. “I’m sure he meant no harm.”

Laufey and Ölvaldi left and the tension in Sigyn’s body released.

“He didn’t threaten to take you again, did he?” Loki asked.

“No,” she said. “No, he just… talked. Sounded a bit like you, actually. At least, how you sound when you’re trying to manipulate someone.”

Loki paused. “Is that so?”

“I will pay him no heed,” she said. “Laufey seems genuine in his commitment to peace, and I will place my faith in that. And in you, my heart.”

Loki smiled. “I’m glad to hear that, darling.”

He gave her a quick kiss.

“Now, we should return to the celebration we are hosting,” he said.

“Of course,” she said.

---

When Ölvaldi returned to his home, he went into his study. At the center of the room was a scrying crystal.

“Show me Sigyn,” he said.

The image appeared in the crystal. Sigyn was with Frigga, looking at lace patterns and pairing them with fabric samples. Ölvaldi shook his head.

“You didn’t get through to her.”

Ölvaldi looked to the door and saw Loki walking in, Gungnir in hand.

“You have her quite assured in her confidence,” Ölvaldi said. “What are your plans for Jotunheim?”

“Is peace not enough?” Loki asked.

“There has yet been an Æsir that has come to Jotunheim seeking true peace,” Ölvaldi said.

“Perhaps,” Loki said. “But I am no Æsir.”

Loki started to shift forms and Ölvaldi backed away as the King of Asgard’s skin turned blue and was traced with lines he knew immediately.

“You are a Jotun,” Ölvaldi said. “Of the Line of Laufey.”

“You are smarter than you look,” Loki said.

Ölvaldi was pulled to the floor by chains that appeared around his wrists. Loki held the blade of Gungnir to his throat.

“If you kill me, there will be consequences,” Ölvaldi said. “The tenuous peace that you bargained for will shatter.”

“If I do it wrong,” Loki said. “If they know it was me.”

He summoned a small pellet of metal that floated above his hand.

“It wouldn’t take much, would it?” Loki asked. “Your throat swells up, asphyxiating you. It would look like an accident, even an allergic reaction. Your sorcery involves dangerous materials after all. And your over-confidence led to… error.”

“What is that?” Ölvaldi asked.

“On Midgard, they call it a bullet,” Loki said. “It doesn’t look like much, but when they fire it with an explosive powder it can tear through flesh and bone. It is… less effective on creatures like us, but it is far more dangerous as it is on its own.”

His magic shredded the bullet into barely visible particles.

“See, a bullet is made of lead.”

Ölvaldi’s eyes went wide, and he struggled against the chains. Loki approached with the lead dust and held it towards his face. Ölvaldi struggled to hold his breath, but his body could only take that for so long. He gasped, inhaling the metal.

“You won’t get away with this,” Ölvaldi said.

“Oh, but I will,” Loki said. “I intend to watch you die. I’ve wanted to see you dead since the first time you laid a hand on Sigyn. That it also protects my throne is… convenient.”

Ölvaldi could feel his throat closing up. He was dying, and there was nothing he could do.

“Take comfort in the fact that this is more than just political,” he said. “And would have eventually happened one way or another. Your death will not affect my efforts for peace, believe me.”

Ölvaldi collapsed to the floor. Loki vanished the chains and removed any evidence of his being there. He took the scrying crystal from its pedestal and replaced it with a duplicate. The image of Sigyn and Frigga was still going, and Loki smiled at seeing Sigyn’s face light up as she picked out a gold velvet lace. He vanished the crystal.

“That should be useful someday,” he said.

[jeffreystewart]

Happy Thorsday - Allvaldi (Olvaldi / Alvaldi)

Well here we are another Thor’s Day and another 20 min sketch of a Norse (and Germanic, sometimes Celtic) mythological characters.  This week it’s  Allvaldi, Olvaldi, Alvaldi the Jotnar (Jotun).  The Almighty. The Very Rich in Gold. He liked to show it off. Grandfather of Skadi. Father of giants Pjazi, along with Ganger, and Idi who when Allvaldi died carried their gold and jewels inheritance in their mouths. Gaining a shining speech that brings wealth from it. 

Possibly making them the first family to invent bling and grillz.

[midlstrit]

Just a big boye named Ölvaldi answering his summons

[imagine-loki]

Pride and Prejudice

TITLE: Pride and Prejudice CHAPTER NO./ONE SHOT: Chapter 58 AUTHOR: wolfpawn

ORIGINAL IMAGINE: Imagine Loki was raised on Jotunheim as Laufey’s son after the war, but an agreement was then made that he would wed Odin’s daughter so Odin could secure the alliance of Jotunheim through the marriage. Loki, in turn, was raised to be king of Jotunheim, but how he views Asgard is far different from how Odin’s daughter is raised leading to a clash of cultures as well as uncertainty between the pair of betrothed youths.     RATING: Mature   NOTES/WARNINGS: Forced Marriage, not all fun and games. My first real step back into the Loki scene in over a year.

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Loki looked at his brothers apprehensively. “Do I even want to know?”

“I gave ‘Leist that book.” The pride in Helbindi’s features was almost comical. 

“Norn’s save us, are you still going on about such things?” Loki shook his head. 

“Hel, just because you are prudish does not mean the rest of us are.” His younger sibling retorted. “I don’t think you have even read it, have you?” Loki shook his head. “I would have thought you would have wanted to look at it at the very least.”

“If I get curious, I can ask someone with more information than one simple book or do you think there is only one book?” Loki scoffed. Both of his brothers looked at him silently. “You innocent fools.” He shook his head before looking at Býleistr. “Though, I would love to be there when you suggest to your pregnant mate to do such things. And do not even mention your non-pregnant one, the moment you would mention it was from books pertaining to Asgard she would baulk at the mere idea of such so those things are very much wasted on you.” He could see Helbindi about to say something to his side. “No, I will not ask her to try and get some more of those books for you. Have the courage to ask her yourself.”

Helbindi looked at him, crestfallen that Loki had figured out what he had wanted and declined him simultaneously. 

“Now, before you two icicle-brains start arguing over which one of you is better than the other at some stupid thing, I need you both to assist me in rejigging the court some bit.” Helbindi and Býleistr looked at him before looking at one another in confusion at his words. “What?”

“Rejig? But Father…?” Býleistr began. 

“Father allowed too many to talk about him in a manner not befitting his position. They mocked him for the situation with Asgard, the mocked Nal and some even mocked us as his sons. They are too long in their comfortable positions and they need to be reminded that their thoughts on Jotunheim need to be paramount.”

“Loki...please, do not take this wrong brother, but do you think this to be wise? Some may think this to be Asgard’s doing.” Býleistr worried that Loki would react angrily to his comment. 

“Do you see any Aesir present?”  Loki challenged. 

“What about Ella, surely, you would want to discuss this with her, see what she thinks?” Helbindi urged. 

“Yet Ella is not here, this is something we are to discuss,” Loki’s tone was clipped, showing he would not be swayed. Býleistr and Helbindi looked at one another again, sharing a look of deep concern. “Firstly, I want Morven removed, he wants nothing more than to descend us into war and discourse once more.”

Helbindi had been about to dispute such but was forced to acknowledge that it was true. “Father kept him around though.���

“Because Father remembers him being his friend in their youth, time has changed him and not for the better. Then there is the matter of Olvaldi.”

Býleistr swallowed anxiously. “Loki…” 

“He is belligerent and often argumentative but he would die for Jotunheim and the throne and it’s meaning, even if he is not overly fond of who is sitting on it.” Loki paced as he spoke. “He needs to be promoted.”

His brothers frowned. “What?”

“Given a better role. You know what promoted is, surely?”

“But you just said we were removing Jotnar from court?”

“Rejigging, not solely removing. We reward those loyal to Jotunheim.”

“I think that’s a good decision.” Býleistr declared, Helbindi nodding immediately in agreement. “I do not like him on a personal level but there is none other I would say would be as loyal, that was what I was going to argue.”

“That is decided then. We also need to discuss a few other matters.” Loki continued to pace. 

“Brother, is everything alright, you seem very….agitated.” Helbindi braved asking the question that both brothers were very much thinking.

“I am fine, I just want this done as fast as is Jotnarly possible,” Loki explained. He did not wish to tell his brothers but he was desperate to return to his rooms to be with his mate. Since Ella declared her intent to raise their child in the Jotnar manner, he felt even more of an urge to ready their rooms with her for their child. An urge to beginning readying them had taken over not just one of them but both and the idea of her even using her seidr to do it made him anxious. He felt he should be there with her. 

Helbindi and Býleistr looked at one another sceptically, neither wanting to press him further but both thinking the same thing, he was not fine. They listened to him speak for a time longer, interjecting with points of information they felt they should add though for the most part, to them, it seemed as though Loki was merely giving them some sort of preview of his upcoming announcements to court out of courtesy more than anything. 

Loki’s mind was on other matters. Ella had bestowed her third ever Aesir manner of affection on him whilst she thought him to be sleeping. The first had been due to his demand to be taught such on Vanaheim, the second at his departing for the war and going by the slightly startled look on her face that he had caught her doing so, he could tell that her decision to do so the night previous had been entirely spur of the moment and unplanned leading to her reaction to him looking at her. The act itself, as before, he felt was peculiar and made absolutely no sense but he felt the affection she was trying to express. There had been genuine feelings in it. He was unsure if it was because of the matter of discussion with regards to their child and the hormones of carrying their child that made her feel that way or did she feel something for him more than he thought her to. He wished to return to their rooms and in some manner speak with her on the matter. She always declared that she would remain honest with him and he knew that would remain true even on an awkward discussion. “Any questions?”

“Did you really not discuss any of this with your mate?” Helbindi asked. “Because you sound more like her for part of this.”

“Of course, I did. Do you think me so stupid as to not heed her council? What manner of melted ice do you take me for?” Loki shuddered. “She ensured my assessments of all discussed were accurate before I made plans for them, lest we be wrong and after they are altered into their new roles, she will ensure none of those who were downsized, per se, will be of issue.”

“How?” Býleistr asked worriedly.

“You forget, Brother, how my mate came to retrieve you from the other palace. If she wishes to find herself in a location that she is not welcome, she merely sees it as a playful challenge to get there,” Loki smirked proudly. 

“You would risk your pregnant mate like that?” Býleistr baulked at the idea. 

Loki laughed at the manner in which Býleistr posed the question. “Do you think I would risk my mate and my son in any manner? Do you think I would risk the wrath of Asgard were she to be harmed in any way by something I permitted to occur? That I would endanger the life of my son, my flesh and blood, my heir for anything?”

“But you said…?”

“Brother, you need to really cease assuming my mate is not the most powerful of seidr-wielders. Acknowledge that she did take the great Gungnir, one of the most powerful magical weapons in existence from the grasp of the Allfather himself and use it with such ease that she did not risk our son whilst tripling the size of our home. She will do all of this from the safety of my side. She will be in my company as she does so and others if required for alibis. She and I have discussed this at length so there is no concern for her safety.”

“I am not so sure about this, it cannot be that easy for her.”

“I think ‘Leist is starting to care for Ella.” Helbindi joked before his face fell. “Though, I don’t think you have to be as worried this time, I don’t think she’d look at him if he was the last Jotnar on Jotunheim.” Býleistr scowled at him. “Ella will keep an eye on them.”

Loki knew that was true but even the idea of another even looking at Ella caused a surge of jealously to rise through him. Ella would bever do as Angrboða did and he knew it. He remembered Ella’s sadness on his behalf when she heard what Angrboða had done to him. Thinking of Angrboða made him feel nothing, something that he was after realising. Not anger, upset, nothing. When he thought of Ella, he felt as though the mere idea of her caused him to feel better. He could not recall when it happened that he cared so greatly but he did not mind, especially as her actions of affection came to the fore of his thoughts once more. As soon as Býleistr and Helbindi said that they understood everything he had dictated, he dismissed them and rushed back to his rooms. When he got there, Ella was eyeing everything in an analytical manner. 

“What do they think?” She asked, without turning to look at him. 

“They agree with most of what I said, though not everything.”

“That is not a bad thing. You do not want or indeed require two ‘Yes Men’. You want them to have their own minds and thoughts and to bounce them off your own. That way you get the best possible viewpoint on everything.” She finally turned to look at him. “Are you alright?” She asked, noting the look on his face. 

“Perfectly fine. I just wish for us to organise this room somewhat so it is ready for our child.” 

Ella eyed him sceptically for a moment before deciding that if he had anything he wished to say, he would do so. “I have an idea.” Thinking it better to simply show him, she walked over to him and used her seidr to show the room as she envisioned it altered. “What do you think?”

“Overall, good.”

“But?” Ella asked curiously.

Seeing her willing to listen to his suggestions, he smiled. “I wish I could show you as easily.”

“It would have its upsides but I guess we will have to just talk about it instead as we go like normal beings.”

Loki jestfully rolled his eyes in response earning a playful slap. Not even stopping to think about it, Loki pulled his mate towards him and growled playfully at her before bringing her in against him and placing his hand to her stomach where their son was growing, the slight nudge against his hand making him feel even more protective of his family. “So, let’s see if this will work.”

[wolfpawn]

Pride and Prejudice, Chapter 58

Story Summary - Based on an idea I had that I submitted to Imagine Loki. Imagine Loki was raised on Jotunheim as Laufey’s son after the war, but an agreement was then made that he would wed Odin’s daughter so Odin could secure the alliance of Jotunheim through the marriage. Loki, in turn, was raised to be king of Jotunheim, but how he views Asgard is far different from how Odin’s daughter is raised leading to a clash of cultures as well as uncertainty between the pair of betrothed youths.

Chapter Summary - Loki needs to discuss a few matters with his brothers but something keeps coming to his mind, Ella.

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Loki looked at his brothers apprehensively. “Do I even want to know?”

“I gave ‘Leist that book.” The pride in Helbindi’s features was almost comical. 

“Norn’s save us, are you still going on about such things?” Loki shook his head. 

“Hel, just because you are prudish does not mean the rest of us are.” His younger sibling retorted. “I don’t think you have even read it, have you?” Loki shook his head. “I would have thought you would have wanted to look at it at the very least.”

“If I get curious, I can ask someone with more information than one simple book or do you think there is only one book?” Loki scoffed. Both of his brothers looked at him silently. “You innocent fools.” He shook his head before looking at Býleistr. “Though, I would love to be there when you suggest to your pregnant mate to do such things. And do not even mention your non-pregnant one, the moment you would mention it was from books pertaining to Asgard she would baulk at the mere idea of such so those things are very much wasted on you.” He could see Helbindi about to say something to his side. “No, I will not ask her to try and get some more of those books for you. Have the courage to ask her yourself.”

Helbindi looked at him, crestfallen that Loki had figured out what he had wanted and declined him simultaneously. 

“Now, before you two icicle-brains start arguing over which one of you is better than the other at some stupid thing, I need you both to assist me in rejigging the court some bit.” Helbindi and Býleistr looked at him before looking at one another in confusion at his words. “What?”

“Rejig? But Father…?” Býleistr began. 

“Father allowed too many to talk about him in a manner not befitting his position. They mocked him for the situation with Asgard, the mocked Nal and some even mocked us as his sons. They are too long in their comfortable positions and they need to be reminded that their thoughts on Jotunheim need to be paramount.”

“Loki...please, do not take this wrong brother, but do you think this to be wise? Some may think this to be Asgard’s doing.” Býleistr worried that Loki would react angrily to his comment. 

“Do you see any Aesir present?”  Loki challenged. 

“What about Ella, surely, you would want to discuss this with her, see what she thinks?” Helbindi urged. 

“Yet Ella is not here, this is something we are to discuss,” Loki’s tone was clipped, showing he would not be swayed. Býleistr and Helbindi looked at one another again, sharing a look of deep concern. “Firstly, I want Morven removed, he wants nothing more than to descend us into war and discourse once more.”

Helbindi had been about to dispute such but was forced to acknowledge that it was true. “Father kept him around though.”

“Because Father remembers him being his friend in their youth, time has changed him and not for the better. Then there is the matter of Olvaldi.”

Býleistr swallowed anxiously. “Loki…” 

“He is belligerent and often argumentative but he would die for Jotunheim and the throne and it’s meaning, even if he is not overly fond of who is sitting on it.” Loki paced as he spoke. “He needs to be promoted.”

His brothers frowned. “What?”

“Given a better role. You know what promoted is, surely?”

“But you just said we were removing Jotnar from court?”

“Rejigging, not solely removing. We reward those loyal to Jotunheim.”

“I think that’s a good decision.” Býleistr declared, Helbindi nodding immediately in agreement. “I do not like him on a personal level but there is none other I would say would be as loyal, that was what I was going to argue.”

“That is decided then. We also need to discuss a few other matters.” Loki continued to pace. 

“Brother, is everything alright, you seem very….agitated.” Helbindi braved asking the question that both brothers were very much thinking.

“I am fine, I just want this done as fast as is Jotnarly possible,” Loki explained. He did not wish to tell his brothers but he was desperate to return to his rooms to be with his mate. Since Ella declared her intent to raise their child in the Jotnar manner, he felt even more of an urge to ready their rooms with her for their child. An urge to beginning readying them had taken over not just one of them but both and the idea of her even using her seidr to do it made him anxious. He felt he should be there with her. 

Helbindi and Býleistr looked at one another sceptically, neither wanting to press him further but both thinking the same thing, he was not fine. They listened to him speak for a time longer, interjecting with points of information they felt they should add though for the most part, to them, it seemed as though Loki was merely giving them some sort of preview of his upcoming announcements to court out of courtesy more than anything. 

Loki’s mind was on other matters. Ella had bestowed her third ever Aesir manner of affection on him whilst she thought him to be sleeping. The first had been due to his demand to be taught such on Vanaheim, the second at his departing for the war and going by the slightly startled look on her face that he had caught her doing so, he could tell that her decision to do so the night previous had been entirely spur of the moment and unplanned leading to her reaction to him looking at her. The act itself, as before, he felt was peculiar and made absolutely no sense but he felt the affection she was trying to express. There had been genuine feelings in it. He was unsure if it was because of the matter of discussion with regards to their child and the hormones of carrying their child that made her feel that way or did she feel something for him more than he thought her to. He wished to return to their rooms and in some manner speak with her on the matter. She always declared that she would remain honest with him and he knew that would remain true even on an awkward discussion. “Any questions?”

“Did you really not discuss any of this with your mate?” Helbindi asked. “Because you sound more like her for part of this.”

“Of course, I did. Do you think me so stupid as to not heed her council? What manner of melted ice do you take me for?” Loki shuddered. “She ensured my assessments of all discussed were accurate before I made plans for them, lest we be wrong and after they are altered into their new roles, she will ensure none of those who were downsized, per se, will be of issue.”

“How?” Býleistr asked worriedly.

“You forget, Brother, how my mate came to retrieve you from the other palace. If she wishes to find herself in a location that she is not welcome, she merely sees it as a playful challenge to get there,” Loki smirked proudly. 

“You would risk your pregnant mate like that?” Býleistr baulked at the idea. 

Loki laughed at the manner in which Býleistr posed the question. “Do you think I would risk my mate and my son in any manner? Do you think I would risk the wrath of Asgard were she to be harmed in any way by something I permitted to occur? That I would endanger the life of my son, my flesh and blood, my heir for anything?”

“But you said…?”

“Brother, you need to really cease assuming my mate is not the most powerful of seidr-wielders. Acknowledge that she did take the great Gungnir, one of the most powerful magical weapons in existence from the grasp of the Allfather himself and use it with such ease that she did not risk our son whilst tripling the size of our home. She will do all of this from the safety of my side. She will be in my company as she does so and others if required for alibis. She and I have discussed this at length so there is no concern for her safety.”

“I am not so sure about this, it cannot be that easy for her.”

“I think ‘Leist is starting to care for Ella.” Helbindi joked before his face fell. “Though, I don’t think you have to be as worried this time, I don’t think she’d look at him if he was the last Jotnar on Jotunheim.” Býleistr scowled at him. “Ella will keep an eye on them.”

Loki knew that was true but even the idea of another even looking at Ella caused a surge of jealously to rise through him. Ella would bever do as Angrboða did and he knew it. He remembered Ella’s sadness on his behalf when she heard what Angrboða had done to him. Thinking of Angrboða made him feel nothing, something that he was after realising. Not anger, upset, nothing. When he thought of Ella, he felt as though the mere idea of her caused him to feel better. He could not recall when it happened that he cared so greatly but he did not mind, especially as her actions of affection came to the fore of his thoughts once more. As soon as Býleistr and Helbindi said that they understood everything he had dictated, he dismissed them and rushed back to his rooms. When he got there, Ella was eyeing everything in an analytical manner. 

“What do they think?” She asked, without turning to look at him. 

“They agree with most of what I said, though not everything.”

“That is not a bad thing. You do not want or indeed require two ‘Yes Men’. You want them to have their own minds and thoughts and to bounce them off your own. That way you get the best possible viewpoint on everything.” She finally turned to look at him. “Are you alright?” She asked, noting the look on his face. 

“Perfectly fine. I just wish for us to organise this room somewhat so it is ready for our child.” 

Ella eyed him sceptically for a moment before deciding that if he had anything he wished to say, he would do so. “I have an idea.” Thinking it better to simply show him, she walked over to him and used her seidr to show the room as she envisioned it altered. “What do you think?”

“Overall, good.”

“But?” Ella asked curiously.

Seeing her willing to listen to his suggestions, he smiled. “I wish I could show you as easily.”

“It would have its upsides but I guess we will have to just talk about it instead as we go like normal beings.”

Loki jestfully rolled his eyes in response earning a playful slap. Not even stopping to think about it, Loki pulled his mate towards him and growled playfully at her before bringing her in against him and placing his hand to her stomach where their son was growing, the slight nudge against his hand making him feel even more protective of his family. “So, let’s see if this will work.”