Loki POV
Many things changed when the brat joined our Familia; problems came especially after that year when he just up and decided to show off his strength to the whole of Orario. Even the nearby lands of the whole lower realm felt his overwhelming presence.
Gods, demigods, and strong individuals started to flock to Orario looking for the one who orchestrated the massive energy that emerged. Many gods wondered if some of their offspring managed to avoid their eyes and started asking for questions.
Mortals speculate that some strong gods have descended in Orario and are quite excited to join the new supposed divine being. Several ponder if some god has released their Arcanum and was forced to be expelled from the Lower Realm and unto the Divine Realm.
Even though I knew I wouldn't be able to hide the commotion for long, that it came from one of my children, I still didn't expect it to be found out so fast; soon, in just a few days, a particularly problematic goddess managed to find the scent and root of the phenomenon and approached the gates of the Loki Manor.
With swaying hips, a very seductive goddess with long silver hair, a voluptuous body, and a skin-tight dress that hugged every part of her bountiful curves walked right through the door of my office and, with great flourish, just swung it open and marched right through like she owned the place.
"Freya."
With a squint of my eye and a bit of coldness in my voice, I muttered her name.
Bell-like laughter spread through the office, and with the grace of a swan, the seductress sat on my couch, MY COUCH, where I lay with my flowers.
With a twitch of my eyebrow, I asked with little to no warmth, "What luck has dropped in our Familia, for the great Goddess of Fólkvangr managed to empty her time and grace us with thy presence?"
Without letting her have the chance to speak, I added, "Had enough of your little toys? Or has your penis flytrap finally become so loose that it can no longer be of use? With the amount of rods you've been making it consume, I wouldn't even be surprised if that happened." With a cackle, I stated, mocking the goddess trying to take control of the conversation.
Flushing red, the said goddess inhaled some air trying to calm herself and spoke as if nothing had happened with a knowing smile.
"I heard that you have managed to catch a remarkable child in your familia. I wonder—is it the one who made a commotion that managed to get the attention of the whole lower realm?"
"Tch!" With a bit of irritation, I clicked my tongue, knowing that I wouldn't be able to easily fool the goddess in front of me. Coming from the same pantheon, both she and I have known each other ever since the war that encompassed the whole Divine Realm, where each and every pantheon was pointing swords at each other.
As one of the greatest generals of Valhalla, of course her intellect is not something to scoff at, as with her mind several low-tier pantheons were decimated by her genius—admired and feared throughout the divine realm.
"News is you also have 3 additional pets, triplets I heard? Are you creating another of your little games inside of your bedroom? Hmm hmm?" Knowing it's futile, I still diverted the conversation to her ever-growing toys.
Growl!
With a suppressed fury, the Boaz at the side of the goddess said in between his growls, "With respect, Lady Loki, please watch your words."
With a raised eyebrow, I locked eyes with Freya, not deigning to respond to her child; instead, I released a tiny bit of my aura—not godly aura, mind you, just the presence of my jötunn heritage, enough to cool the room and remind the mortal of his place.
"Stop with your useless diversion, Loki; we both know that this back-and-forth banter is just you prolonging the inevitable." Waving her hand, she gave a silent command at her child to step back and stated the obvious.
Knowing full well that the unavoidable topic was going to be discussed, I silently sighed to myself and cursed my child. 'Why does he have to make such a big ruckus? '
Sighing again to myself, I mulled that all I can do now is some damage control if ever there is still something that can be manoeuvred around it.
"What do you want, Freya?" With a now serious tone, I asked straight.
"I want him." Also straight to the point, she demanded.
"No." Without a beat, I declined. What kind of goddess am I if I just bend to the whims of another god?
"Then let me at least meet him." As if she already knew my answer and prepared beforehand, she made another offer.
"How can you be so sure that it's a he? It could have been an androgynous individual or a girl," I asked, quite curious.
"Oh, I can smell the musk of the exceptional... Ahem, what I meant was that I could see through the soul of such a notable child with the amount he broadcast." At first she started with a dreamy look, then, noticing something wrong, she immediately corrected herself with a serene smile.
If I didn't know how much of a whore she is, I would've mistaken her for a saintess. Damn cunt, can't you just be in your sex dungeon? Why must you come out now?
"What do you want from my child, Freya?"
"I just want to observe his soul closely; last time I felt some blessing in his soul and want to confirm my guesses." Looking shockingly honest, she answered truthfully with full seriousness plastered on her face.
"You know such actions are impolite, as the soul is the most sensitive part of every life." Creasing my brows, I question her motives.
"I know that's why I'm asking for your permission; if it were not your child, I would have already taken him for myself."
"And I should thank you for that?" Snorting, I rolled my eyes.
"Oh, you don't have to; just give me the permission, and we will be on our merry way." She smiled at me sweetly.
"Annoying bitch," I spat, feeling irked.
"You can talk to him, but only he can give permission if he wants to let you look at his soul, as that is his right. I don't order my children just on a whim on serious things, especially for such a delicate subject." Sighing in resignation, I relented, compromising to at least have the boy be within my sight.
Knowing full well of Freya, even if I decline her, she will most probably just go up and meet him in her own circumstance. At least if she talks to him now, she is within my domain, and I will be able to act on whatever shenanigans she might do.
With that in mind, I, along with the Goddess of Beauty, headed towards my wayward child.
A/N: I have been threatened by my girl of no snu-snu if I don't continue this fic T_T;
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