The next few months seemed to fly by with a speed I hadn't seen coming. We announced the birth of Vali to the Asgardian public who celebrated alongside us through the streets of the city. When Vali would awake during the cold nights, crying in his crib placed at the end of our bed, Loki would bound out of bed and gather him up into his arms. He would bounce him up and down, cooing into his ear until he fell asleep in his dad's arms. During the day, while Loki was busy with his duties, I would take Vali out into the gardens where, once he had learnt to walk, could explore safely, smelling the flowers and the lush greenery that surrounded him. He always bore a wide smile on his face as his arms dangled at his sides and his little legs tried to keep up with his slender and long legged father, who would laugh as he saw Vali catching up. All the issues Loki dealt with when he was on duty disappeared when Vali and I were around. He would take Vali in his arms, and Vali would laugh and wrap his tiny, pudgy arms around his neck. Loki would move his other hand to rest on my back as he always did. Nights would go by, when we would all be lying on our bed, Vali playing with a toy mindlessly in between us, and Loki would just look at me. His face saying it all. This is our baby. You created him. I have never felt so lucky, or happy for that matter.

Even when Thor had been summoned to come and see Vali just after his birth, I didn't even care that Jane was standing by his side with a look of regret and quietude. I smiled peacefully at her, uncaring of the past or what she had said. I had Vali and my Loki.

"Mother would be proud of you Brother." Thor said solemnly. Loki shot him a look of gratitude. Thor brandished a small toy in the shape of an all too similar hammer. Vali took a liking to it immediately, waving it around and banging it against the ground with force. But the toy didn't break, and Vali laughed at his new present out of thanks.

And as Vali grew, as the years went by, as Loki remained King, ruling over Asgard peacefully, my life only became that much more peaceful and filled with happiness. Vali, now a young adult, had grown into a strong man. He had a slender build, just like his father, but muscles were present. He was tall, and regal. A defiant nature in him as he held his head high, but his face was kind. He was a fine warrior, trained predominately by The warriors three, Sif and Loki. The deceiving nature in battle was something he had inadvertently gained from his father. His hair, a deep brown, was short, ending just behind his ears. It was brushed back, near his face. It's wavy nature, clearly from my side of the family. As a thick strand of hair fell across his eyes, he ran his fingers through, and it fell back into place, a short wave carrying across one side of his head. His deep blue eyes had a piercing nature, that examined the world with intelligence and strong perception. His royal attire, when present in the throne room, whether it be at the weekly hearings, learning how to be King from his father, or for festivities of some kind, he looked strong. He wore a leather clad outfit with his favourite colour, a deep royal blue in fabric, intertwined through the clothing. He wore slightly baggy leather pants tucked into knee length boots. He had silver and gold metal armor for the torso, and the deep blue fabric for his sleeves, with metal protecting his forearms. A long blue cape carried down his back, and his gold and silver helmet was placed perfectly on his head. It was a small helmet, not as impressive as his father's but subtle and simple. It shaped his face, similar to Loki's, but instead of horns protruding from the top, Vali's had two small triangular points angled backwards. They represented the ears of a wolf.

I stood alongside Vali now. He smiled warmly at me as we stood next to Loki's throne, where he sat, legs apart, staff in hand, waiting. Vali and I had a close relationship. He protected me, loved me, and respected me. He was close with Loki as well, as we had both made sure we were good and kind parents, different to that of Odin's parenting skills. The doors to the throne room opened then. A small group of civilians entered, walking in a line for the weekly hearings, making their way towards the throne. As they stopped, and the first civilian bowed before Loki, beginning to speak, Vali's head arched upwards slightly in intrigue. Vali was incredibly intelligent, that he got from his father. He was incredibly perceptive, but he bore my kindness and defiance. But as I followed the path of his eyes, to where they lay, I saw the reason for his intrigue. A young girl, standing at the very back of the line, accompanied by two guards, who held her by the arms, stood quietly. Her head was angled down, looking at the ground. She was a small woman, a tiny frame, a delicate face with pale skin. She had very long, bright blonde hair that flowed down her back and over her shoulders. As she looked up, her eyes attracted to the person who watched her, she gave Vali a look with narrowed eyes and distaste. His intrigued eyes didn't falter, and I knew exactly where this was going.

As the line of civilians slowly dissipated, the young girl was brought forth. She glared up at Loki. Much the way I did when I had first arrived here. Loki looked down at her with no judgement present on his face.

"And what has she done?" Loki asked the guards.

"She was caught beating a young man." One of the guards explained. Loki chuckled, and I smiled at the young girl, clearly impressed by her gaul.

"And why were you beating this young man?" Loki asked, intrigued. Vali watched on silently, curious. The girl opened her mouth to speak but was cut off by the guard.

"She claims the man was disrespectful towards her." The guard interjected. The young girl shot the guard a look of hatred and disbelief before turning back to look at Loki.

"He did disrespect me!" She shouted.

"That does not give you grounds to beat the man." The guard challenged.

"It does when he tried to rip my clothes off and touch me indecently. And all I did was kick him in a certain area, and punch him a few times to fend him off." She justified, no remorse present. Loki didn't say anything, he only smiled and looked at me adoringly.

"She reminds me of you. A similar fire." I smiled back at him and stepped down to the girl's level. I smiled warmly at her.

"You can't punish me for protecting myself." She said, her voice soft, her words directed only at me. There was a sort of pleading in her voice.

"We wouldn't do that." I assured her. "What is your name?" She looked at me for a moment, before speaking quietly.

"Eisa." I smiled at her.

"That's a beautiful name." I said, before turning to look over my shoulder at Loki.

"Her name is Eisa. And I think she should be commended on her strength for fending off someone who wished to touch her indecently." Loki smiled at me.

"Guards, did Eisa explain why she had beaten this man to you when you detained her?" Loki inquired.

"Yes, but-" One of the guards began but Loki cut him off.

"You both shall be punished for disregarding her claim of indecency towards her. And as for Eisa, you are free to return to your home in peace." Loki bowed his head at her. I saw Vali incidentally take one step forward, his face worried. I turned back to Eisa.

"You do have a home to go back to, do you not?" I asked, as Eisa suddenly lowered her head in shame when Loki had spoken. She looked at me through her eyelashes.

"The orphanage." She said reluctantly.

"You are an orphan?" I asked, she nodded. I looked over my shoulder at Loki, who watched on, curious.

"Does the orphanage offer decent accommodation?" Loki pressed as he glanced at Vali who stood slightly on edge now. A glint of understanding shone in Loki's eyes as he did so.

"It is decent." Eisa said, a hint of reluctance in her words echoed through, enough for Loki and I to notice.

"Well, because of your bravery, you shall be given a reward." Loki started. "You shall be allowed to stay in the palace for a time, to experience regal treatment out of gratitude to your strength." Loki announced. Eisa looked up, surprised. A smile erupted on Vali's face for a quick second before he composed himself. I smiled assuringly at Eisa who looked to me for clarification. And as the guards released her, I made my way to Loki's side as he stepped down from the throne. Vali stood still for a moment, before slowly walking towards Eisa. He bowed at her and kissed her hand. I could see his nerves emanating from his cool exterior, something only a mother and father could notice.

"Let's see if anything comes of this." Loki whispered to me, as he rested his hand on my forearm. "He already likes her, that much is clear."

"Loki, it doesn't happen that quickly." I whispered back. Loki chuckled, leaning in, his lips brushing against the skin of my ear. I closed my eyes to regain my composure. The last thing Vali needed was for his parents to start sucking each other's faces in front of the girl he was attracted to. But it was slightly tempting...

"It did for me..." Loki said, his voice teasing as he pulled his head back and smiled adoringly at me. I couldn't resist him, even after all these years. I softly planted a kiss on his tender lips, his hand wrapping around my waist.

"Even after so long... I'm still crazy about you." I confessed, laughing softly as we pulled apart.

"As am I, my beautiful Anne." He replied, his voice low and soft, before he kissed me again. "And I shall always be." He spoke again. I nestled my side into him as he kissed my head.

And in this moment, as Loki held me carefully, we watched Vali and Eisa laugh together, and I realised that my life was truly perfect.

The End.

I really hope you guys liked this story! The reviews have been great, and I really appreciate hearing your comments and thoughts! But this doesn't have to be the end if you guys don't want it to be! I had some thoughts about doing a continuation story about Vali and Eisa, so let me know if that's something that sounds interesting and worth pursuing :)