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Winter’s Victim Chapter 79 (Last Chapter)

The next day, she awoke, with hope in heart, and listened. But she heard nothing. She sighed and turned over to face Loki sleeping next to her. She was so happy to have him back; she could barley stop herself from reaching out and touching his cheek softly. She ran her fingertips over his skin, letting her feather touch wake him. He moaned softly and then smiled, realising that this is how he would be woken today. 

“Morning.” she whispered to him, running her fingertips over his lips softly.

“Good morning.” he said, opening his sleepy eyes and looking at her. 
She smiled at his perfect blue eyes, remembering the day that they were white, and felt grateful they healed, and ran her fingers through his hair.

“It’s still not raining.” She whispered to him, laying her head back down on her pillow.

“It’ll take time. But I can feel the humidity rising, even just a little.” He whispered to her.

“We can’t stop making ice till it rains.” She whispered.

“Yes.” he confirmed.

“But we can’t do that every day. It’ll kill you.” She said, reaching out and laying her hand on his cheek.

“Immortal, remember?” he smirked at her.

“Immortal, not indestructible.” She made clear her thinking. 
“To get you back, just to have you die doing this for me, it would kill me.” she said, caressing his cheek softly. 

“I’ll be fine. I always manage with the pains that come my way.” He smiled.
That made her feel very guilty. Knowing that he might be in pain, bringing life to her realm. And it showed, in her eyes, as she dropped them from his gaze. But he wouldn’t have it.

“Hey.” He said, and she looked up at him.
“None of that. This is my home now too. Your people, my people. And I will do the kingly thing and do what’s right for them. And for my queen, and my prince and princess.” He said, telling her the real reason, without really saying it, why he wanted to work so hard to make Muspelheim a better place. 

“You would have made a good king.” She said, caressing his cheek again. 
He smirked and frowned. He had heard that he was born to a king, and he now understood why, being the crown prince of Jötunheim, but he had never heard anyone say he would have made a good king. 

“I’m not sure they would agree with you.” He said, dropping his gaze from her this time.

“Well, they are a land of monsters and dumb, inbred pets.” She joked with him and he let out a little chuckle.

“We’re not all bad.” He said, looking up at her sceptical face.

“They, are all bad. You, on the other hand, I don’t class you among them. Never have.” She said, as he began to play with a lock of her hair.

“Not even when you were the Ice Queen herself about, oh, four months ago.” He asked, referring to when he was trying to seduce her when he didn’t have his memories back yet. 

“No. I just had to protect what was mine.” She said, reaching out and touching his chest above his heart.
“I feared that if you remembered what you had done, what I had done, what Thor and Odin had done, you would hate us all. And then all those years of pain and longing would have been for naught.” She sighed.

“I feared it would have put you back on the warpath. The road to Ragnarök.” She stopped and looked up at him as he listened to her. 
“But I was wrong. To keep those memories from you, the kids, everything. I was scared. I didn’t want to lose you, so keeping you away from Ragnarök, meant you would still exist. Out there somewhere, but alive. I could never live, knowing you were dead.” She admitted her deepest, darkest fear to him.

“You could.” He said, reaching down and taking hold of her hand that was on his chest.
“You’re strong. Far stronger in mind that you know.” He said, playing with her fingers.
“But you have no reason to fear. All I wanted was to get out from under Thor’s shadow. And I’ve done that.” He smiled peacefully and she smiled widely. This is what she always wanted.
“Mission accomplished.” He added.
“I have a realm to rule, side by side with you, children that love me, and most of all, I have inner peace.” He added, sitting up and watching her as she took in the moment. Her dream had been realised, now all they had to do, was wait for the rain. Then everything would be okay. 

He got up and walked over to the flagon of water and held out his hand. He created a few ice blocks and dropped it into the flagon, and then a few into the two goblets at it side. He poured them each a goblet of water and gave one to her. She sat back and watched him, as things resumed as if they were in his, their, palace in Asgard. 
He walked round the bed again and sat down. He snuggled up to her and she to him, before they peacefully drank their cooling water, holding hands.

Over the course of the next week, they went back to the lake twice, topping it up with ice every time, and melting it just as soon. They noticed that the humidity seemed to increase more and more with every casting, and pretty soon, it was swelteringly humid, and the lake was full. Vara and Loki stood at the edge of the new lake, the water lapping at their feet. 

“Not long now.” Loki said, looking out over the lake, and the water evaporating off the surface as they watched.

The next morning, Vara awoke to shaking. Her eyes shot open and Loki was standing over her, smiling and shaking her awake.

“Vara, get up, quickly.” Loki yelled at her, under his breath.
She sprung awake. This was exactly what she was dreading. A riot caused from her people being scared and confused. She didn’t even have enough state of mind to open her ears and keep quiet.

“How many?” she asked, running to her staff in the corner of the room.

“Come again?” he asked, clearly confused. 

“The rioters. How many?” she asked, grabbing her staff and running out the door, and beginning to run down the steps. 

Loki rushed after her and grabbed her arm. She turned to look at him. Was it so dangerous that he wanted her gone? And where was Isa, had they attacked Eldur already? Oh no, was he dead. Was their son dead? Her mind was going a million miles an hour, and in seven different directions. 

“No, there are no rioters.” Loki said, smiling at her. 
She was just about to ask him about why he woke her the way he did when he answered her unasked question.
“Listen.” He said, reaching up and touching his ear.
She stopped, and breathed in deeply, the strangely earthy smell, hearing nothing but her heartbeat, and then she heard it. 


A broad smile broke over her lips, and she rushed down the steps, running out into the throne room, heading for the door. But Loki stopped her once again. She looked to him and frowned. 

“With all the ash in the air, it might be dangerous. It could burn your skin.” Loki said, looking out into the storm. 

“I’ll be damned if I’m not going to dance in the first rain shower on Muspelheim of all time.” she said to him. 
He sighed at her stubbornness and let go of her hand.

“Okay, but let me go first. I’ll tell you if it’s safe.” He said, walking out into the rain in nothing but his armour under garments. 
He held out his hands and cupped them, letting water fill it. He then turned and smiled at her, water running down his curls.
“It’s okay.” He said, holding out his hand to her. 
“May I have this dance?” he smiled at her.

She jumped a little in excitement, dropped her staff that clanged on the stone floor, and ran out to him, leaping into his arms as he swung her around in the pouring rain.
They laughed and cried, and rejoiced. Life would soon flourish in Muspelheim. And it was all thanks to Loki.

“But there is one more problem we need to deal with.” Loki said, as he set her down on the ground and they began slow dancing in the rain. 
She looked out towards Eldur’s palace and there he was, standing on his balcony. He looked to them dancing and inclined his head to them. Vara waved to him and he carried on, being magnificent, taking in the first rain. 

“We’ll find a way to make him humanoid.” She said to Loki. 
He shook his head. He had already thought of a way, he just needed to find a gem big enough to hold that amount of magic. 

“Eldur, no, that’s no problem. I have a way.” He said, looking down at her. 
She looked up at him and frowned.

“What’s the other problem?” she asked him. 

“The Chitauri. They are most likely still looking for me. They wouldn’t have dreamt about attacking Asgard, but now that this realm is going to start cooling down, they might be brave enough to come here.” he explained to her and she stopped dancing. 

“Then there’s only one solution.” She said, looking up at him as water ran down his face and off the tip of his nose.
“I need to start getting my army ready for them. Trained up. New gear, new weapons.” She began to think.

“An education would help too. There is no substitution to intelligence.” He said, looking at her and she nodded.

“In fact, all my people could do with an education. It’s time for us to come out into the light.” She smiled at him. 

“I love you.” She said and smiled up at him.
He smiled peacefully.

“I love you too.” He said, saying the words he almost didn’t get a chance to say, once upon a time.

Winter’s Victim Chapter 78

“I’m not entirely sure this book is for little ears.” Loki said, reading the lines in advance before saying them out loud.

“Oh come on daddy, it’s my favourite part.” She whined next to him.

“The part where Thor breaks the bar-counter in a drunken stupor and sends everyone to the infirmary. Why?” he asked her, closing the book while she wasn’t looking. 
He knew exactly why Thor broke the counter; he was looking for Loki, who had just married Sigyn. Thor felt it was his place to dispense justice for the death of her true husband. 

“Uncle Thor is so funny.” She giggled and he smiled.

“Yes, he can be very funny.” Loki said, setting the book down on the bed next to her. 
She knee walked over to the book and opened it and began looking at the pictures as she paged through the story of Loki’s life on Asgardia. He never imagined his daughter would be reading about his misadventures. Then he heard the flapping of wings. Vara must have talked some sense into Eldur.

“Isa, listen…” he said, gesturing to his ear. She stopped what she was doing, and listened, and then she smiled, just as Eldur’s huge head poked into her balcony door.

“Hello princess.” Eldur smiled happily to his sister. 

“ELDUR!” she jumped up and ran to him, hugging him tightly on the nose. Vara jumped off his neck and onto the balcony, and walked up to Loki.

“It’s as we feared.” Vara said simply to him and he nodded. They had spoken in length about this day in the last week. Loki had already been thinking of a solution for his son, he just needed to speed up his thinking. 

“I’ll start thinking about the logistics of it.” he said, seeing Isa clamber up onto her brother’s face and down his neck.

“I’ll worry about the logistics; you just find a way to make our son humanoid.” She whispered to him, taking hold of his hand. 
“Come, we’re taking a family trip.” Vara said, leading him to Eldur. Vara jumped up onto the Eldur’s back, followed shortly by Loki. And then they took off, heading out towards the west of the palace.

“This is it, it should be deep enough to get everything kick-started.” Vara said, as they flew over a deep gorge that was so remote, it wasn’t even named yet. 

“Yes, it will work, but what about that village?” Loki asked her, pointing to a small village on the other side of the deep gorge. 

“When we have filled it with water, we’ll come over, and get them. Then we can start living a brighter future.” Vara nodded, looking to the deep gorge. The lava was sure to be near the surface, and it would melt the ice sufficiently. 
“Eldur, anywhere you can land, please do.” Vara called to him and he nodded, banking gently and landing on the edge of the gorge. 
They all dismounted, Isa jumping into Loki’s arms when he was on the ground.  They walked to edge of the gorge and looked into it.

“It’s going to hold a lot of water.” Loki warned her, that it might take some time to fill it.

“Good, we need it.” Vara said, looking around.

“What exactly are you two planning?” Eldur asked his parents. Vara smiled at Loki and they turned to explain it to them. 

“When I tried to invade Midgard, I noticed they had so much water on their planet, lying, on the ground, just like that. Forming huge oceans and lakes. And a few days ago, in Asgard, I realised what we needed to make our realm independent from Asgard. Able to sustain our own people, and maybe even help other realms.” Vara smiled at her two soon to be Ice Masters. 

“Water. We need water.” Loki finished her sentence. 

“Ice, melts into water, when exposed to heat.” Vara smiled.
“And we have plenty of heat.” Vara said, looking to Loki.

“I know it will be while still till you two can cast huge pieces of ice, and I will teach you all I know. But for now, I will begin creating glaciers for the lake.” Loki smiled.

“Lake, you’re going to make a lake here?” Eldur said, pointing into the deep gorge. They nodded and he smiled. There were some things to worry about, but all that could be fixed later. This plan was sure to work.

“And you two get to name it.” Vara gave them the privilege of naming the first lake in Muspelheim. Eldur looked to Isa and smiled.

“What ever Isa wants.” He said to her. She smiled widely at her mother and ran to the edge of the gorge.

“CRYSTAL LAKE!” she shouted out over the edge and it echoed off the walls of the gorge.

“Crystal Lake. Okay then. Let’s get started, shall we?” Loki said, leading Vara off away from the edge.

“Isa, come here, let your father do this.” Vara called to her daughter and she swiftly walked over to her mother.

“I’m going to whip up a storm, bring the temperature down a bit, and then I’ll start with the ice.” He explained to them, beginning to weave a storm with his blue magic. 

“And as soon as you stop, I’ll bring up the temperature of the ground, as soon as you and the kids are clear.” Vara smiled at him, seeing dark clouds forming above them, thicker than normal. 
Then a wind kicked up, bringing with it dark volcanic dust, blinding all who were uncovered. Eldur reached out with his wing, and wrapped it around Vara and Isa, protecting them from the sharp little shards. He tucked his head in under his wing as well, protecting himself. As they stood there, they could feel the temperature dropping and dropping, until the wind stopped. Eldur shook off the dust and opened his wings, and they all saw Loki beginning to weave a spell to create a massive glacier. Vara stepped up beside him to see the bottom of the gorge filling with at first a thin layer of ice, before being thickened more and more with every passing moment. She smiled as she saw the ice begin to take colour, a sign that it was becoming thicker yet. 

“Come look here.” Vara gestured to Isa and Eldur, and they stepped up beside her seeing the ice forming. 
Isa then held out her hand and made a tiny little ice spire. She grabbed it and threw it into the gorge, sending it clanging against the rock before pinging on the ice below. 

“That’s it, every little bit helps.” Loki smiled at her, continuing to weave his spell. 
Eldur began doing the same, although his ice spires were more like spears. They continued to throw them down into the gorge, which was rapidly filling with clear blue ice. Vara watched as her ice masters, began to take up their posts, without even knowing they existed. 

Soon the ice crept up to meet their feet at the edge and Loki stepped back, followed by Isa and Eldur. Then he stopped suddenly, sweat dripping from his brow. He faltered back and Vara rushed up behind him, catching him and laying him on the ground. He had warned her this might happen, but she never expected him to lose his footing.

“Are you okay?” she asked, slightly panicked, wiping the sweat from his brow and cheeks.

“It’s been a while since I did such a labour intensive spell.” He smirked at her. She sighed, and looked to Isa and Eldur. 

“Take him home, and then come back for me.” she asked Eldur as they neared.

“I’m not leaving you out here.” Eldur said, as Isa climbed up onto his neck.

“It’s my realm, what can they do to me?” she said, looking out to the village out on the edge of the glacier. 
She picked Loki up and Eldur lay down on his belly. She placed him in between two neck spikes and pulled a leather lash out of her bag. She tied Loki to the spikes and he looked at her.

“That’s not necessary, I’m fine.” he said, grasping her staff from her bag and handing it to her. He didn’t know when she had gotten it, but it was there.

“When I get home, I expect you to be in bed.” She said, not really letting her mind drift to dirtiness, but his clearly did.

“As you command my lady.” He said, winking at her. Eldur rolled his eyes and Isa was too young to understand, just yet.

“Now Eldur remember the air is still cold, so you need to put in more effort to get the same amount of height.” She lectured him on physics but he was having none of it.

“I’m not six months old mom.” He said, as she stepped back. 
He flapped his massive blue wings and took off, heading back home. 

As soon as Vara could see that they were clear, she turned to the glacier. She took her staff up in her right hand and tipped the end with the diamond in, to the ground, touching it lovingly. She then closed her eyes and began to concentrate, just as Loki had taught her, so long ago. At first, there was only a little tremor, but pretty soon, the ground began to glow bright red, the lava running just below the surface. She didn’t want it to break through the top crust, for fear of making the lake gorge smaller. Soon the glacier started to shrink, a vast pool of water forming at the bottom. The ice began to crack and slip on the wet surface, only adding haste to it’s melting. 
After a few minutes, she stopped, and lifted the staff off the ground. The glacier had shrunk and now filled only half the gorge. She didn’t care. There were tens of thousands of litres of water here. She stepped over the edge of the gorge and made her way down to the water’s edge. She found a ledge and sat down, wiping the sweat from her brow. She took off her shoes and reached out with her toes, the tips just touching the icy cold water. She sighed, and inched closer, letting the water engulf her feet.  

“The age of anguish is over.” She whispered to herself, leaning back, and just relaxing. 

After a while, Eldur showed up, landing up on the edge of the lake. Vara pulled her feet out of the lake, and put on her shoes. She made her way back up to him and they went home. It would take another session like this to fill up the lake, but that was for another day. Now they hoped their plan to kick-start the atmospheric cycle would actually happen. 

When they arrived back home, Eldur dropped Vara off on her balcony, bid her goodnight, and went off home. Isa was being read to by Astrid, and would soon be asleep. Vara walked into their room, seeing Loki just drifting off, sleeping under the sheets, shirtless. It was sight to behold. She walked around to his side and sat down. He opened his eyes and smiled at her.

“Darling.” He whispered to her, reaching out for her. She reached up and took hold of his hand, caressing it in her own. 

“Thank you.” She whispered to him, bringing his hand up to her lips and kissing his fingers tenderly.

“I just hope it works.” He whispered, seeing the colour was missing from her face. She usually had a blush after flying. 

“Come my love.” he said, shifting over and lifting the sheet. 
She stood up and got undressed while he poured her a goblet of water from the rations. It wasn’t as cool as the lake water, but he could fix that. He sat up in bed and put his hand around the goblet as she sat down. She saw him beginning to use his magic again.

“No Loki, please don’t tire yourself out again for me.” she whispered to him, putting her hand on his. 

“What good is my magic, if I can’t even give my wife a cool drink of water?” he said, before handing the goblet. 
The water was ice cold and she smiled, before putting her lips to the edge, drinking deeply, without stopping. She finished the goblet and set it down on their bedside table and he moved the sheet again. She climbed in next to him and he held her tightly, letting his coolness tame her heat. They fell asleep, without saying another word. Now all they could do was pray.

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