//There is sticking to a storyline and then....going too far....

to your liking?"

She gestures to his coffee.

"Ah...The Traveler."

She inclines her head to him, an enigmatic smile playing about her lips.

"It seems that neither of us is where we are 'supposed' to be. Yet, here we are."

Remote may be his way, but it is her preference now, as long as her children can find her.

"I do hope I 'made' it-

//All I can say is...ewwwwwww.

destiny, but sometimes, that is something that has to be learned rather than heard."

Monogamy is something she had been promised, and something /she/ had lived by, even if it had not been observed by her spouse.

"Jealousy is a bitter elixir to swallow, this is true."
It is one she'd had to battle with for centuries.

"I have tried to teach Váli that he is the author of his -

"Thank you."

Her voice is soft, heavy with emotion.

"He only wants to belong. His destiny is a heavy burden, and he is trying to live in spite of it. There is no harm in the friendship."

She sighs. "The jealousy is unwarranted."

attention rude."

Reaching for her own coffee, she takes a sip before continuing.

"I knew, what you are, if not who.

I am Frigga."

She has always been the consummate hostess-gracious and generous.
As she takes his hand, the cup is filled.

"Turkis coffee. A delightful choice."

Fingers curl, and a current passes between the two before she pulls her hand slowly away.

"You are welcome. I do hope you did not think my -

"I sincerely doubts he wishes for your demise. You are lovely. I know I am biased, but I can not imagine anything not wanting to know you."

"I see your efforts. You can not help if others are jealous."

He will not be murdered.

"I know. You will have them."

from him.

She places her hand on the table just as a cup and saucer appear.

"If you wish it, the offer is extended."

"Tea or coffee?"

She thinks tea, but he could surprise her.
She has forgotten what those are like.

As a rule, she generally hides who and what she is from others, but has no desire to hide-

No. You didn't.

Luckily for /him/.

If he keeps behaving himself, then he will be fine.

She feels the power that he possesses as well. It is a very different sort from hers. His is elemental, a darker sort, but not necessarily evil.

She is not one to stare as a rule, but she feels drawn to him.
She gestures to the empty chair at her table, an invitation, should he so choose.

@thctraveler.bsky.social

Oh, if they must.

that can never be filled again by anyone or anything else.

"I will not take you vengeance from you."

Her hand covers his lightly for a moment.

"I will not sit back and allow him to harm mine though. We will work together should the need arise."

She understands the loss of a child. It is a bitter ache in the soul and it is an empty place in the heart-

It would seem.

How should they remedy that?

that he will not find out. I can promise that he will not prevail. Not in the end."

slowly fade.
Lifting his hand, she presses a kiss to the palm of his hand, this dearest of grandsons and gently releases his hand.
"One of those was yours and one is hers. She will help you find your way and she will never betray you. But you have to step out into the unknown. I can not promise-

when you were born."
A bright gold thread joins the braid.
"You have my gifts and my protection."
She looks at him with an intense love and a fire in her eyes.
Then, a dark blue thread and a silver thread can be seen for a moment, ghosting around the braid before they all wrap around his wrist and-

children. Your siblings have strength and can fight as well."
As she speaks, green and lavender light lift from his skin and braid together as if they are threads.
"You have your father and your mother's powers within you." A light pink thread joins them. "Löfn gifted you with her protection-

Frigga takes his hand and turns it over.
Tracing a line from the tip of his middle finger down to his wrist, across the delicate veins that can be seen through the skin.
"Váli, something worth having is worth taking risks for. Your parents are strong and can fight for themselves and for their-

Giving him a blender or putting him in a blender?

"If he threatens my grandchild again, I can not promise that I will stay my hand."

For now, she puts her weapon away.

Of course, she has other means of dispatching those who wish to harm her loved ones.