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Chapter 87

Chapter 87
How she missed him. Four months and still it was no more reality to her than when he first fell from the bridge. All Cephera had were her memories now and her dreams.
About two months in, when she'd gone to bed drowned in sorrow, curling against the cold bedsheets, she drifted to sleep with a tear stained faced and he'd come to her in her dreams.
"Am I dreaming?" She asked him and every night the question was met with silence as he swept her into his arms and kissed her.
His hands coming up to caresses her bare breasts and she sighed leaning into him. She easily got lost in these dreams. She missed him fiercely.
Each dream began with her waking to him standing in the room and ended with her screaming in ecstasy, but when she'd wake she was alone. The blankets scarcely moved from her body and she was reminded how completely alone she was.
Every touch, sensation, and movement felt as real as if he'd been there. Moving along her body from her neck to her breasts and further down to thighs.
His tongue as wet and eager as ever. His hands playful and well trained. His cock throbbing as he pushed inside her waiting womanhood. She felt so full, so complete, but it only lasted for as long as her dreams would allow. When she woke she was no more full than bed. The rush of her orgasm long faded with his touch.
The bedside next to her empty, and the pain of her loss would drown her again before the servants entered to clean.
Every night after that first sensual night, she lost herself in her dreams and when she woke she fell into shadows of loss and grief. It was a vicious cycle, but one she couldn't seem to shake. He'd been her everything, they completed each other.
***
Everyday, nearing a year since he'd died, Frigga would come to visit Cephera in the early morning after the servants had begun their work.
The door to the room opened after a short knock. Frigga came in smiling. Seraphina was busy in Mechanova, there had been instances there that required her sister and theirs father's full attention. Cephera knew no more than that.
"Good morning," Frigga said and sat on the edge of the bed. Cephera had told the queen about her dreams and Frigga admitted to having dreams of Odin when he would fall into the Odin sleep because she never knew how long it would last, or when she'd be with him again.
"Morning." Cephera replied though it was not in her opinion, a good one. Every morning she woke without Loki was a horrible morning. The queen reached out her hand and pushed Cephera's tangled hair off her face and cupped her cheeks between her palms softly.
"I know it is hard," she said peering down at her. "But we must endure." She reminded her kindly. Cephera nodded feeling tears slip down her cheeks which the queen brushed away. "Get washed and dressed. We will take our morning breakfast outside on one of the balconies." Cephera nodded once more and left the comfort of the bed she once shared with her husband.
Without Frigga to urge her from the bed, she might never have left it at all.
They did indeed eat outside, in fact they spent most of the day outside together chatting and just relaxing. It was midday when a guard came and disturbed them. "My queen," he said his voice thick and rich. "The Alfather summons yourself and the princess to the throne room."
Cephera looked to Frigga confused and curious. Together they hurried to the meeting. Inside, Thor was already there as was Heimdall. Their faces in shock and concern.
Frigga looked to her husband as Cephera gave a small polite bow. "Husband, what is it is that has you bring us here in such a hurry?" She asked her voice gentle.
"Heimdall's attentions have been brought to look to Midgard and disturbances there not of their world." Odin began. "Loki lives," he said to them both and Cephera couldn't do anything. Her entire body stilled and she stopped breathing. Her fingertips touching her lips. "However, it seems his mischief has become erratic and dangerous since his departure from here. I am sending Thor to retrieve him."
Cephera was barely able to concentrate on what Odin was saying. Loki was alive! Her Loki was alive! She would once more see and touch the man she had given herself to for the passed 550 years.
Cephera knew she was crying when Frigga grabbed ahold of her. The queens embrace was also one of happiness. "Loki still has to answer for his pervious actions before falling from the Byfrost. So far his actions on Midgard also put him in a precarious situation. I fear that celebrating his return is perhaps not prudent... not yet." Odin told them. Cephera didn't care. Loki was alive.
"Let me go to him." She stepped toward Odin, sucking back her tears and wiping them away.
"No. With the ByFrost in disrepair I have only enough strength to send one and that will be Thor." Odin replied shaking his head.
"I am his wife. If anyone can talk sense to Loki it's me." She insisted.
"With all due respect, Cephera, but Loki is in a heap of trouble and if he cannot be stopped in time he will return home in chains. Do you have the strength to arrest him? To put him in chains and bring him home." Cephera swallowed hard at Thor's question. She could not do that to Loki.
"No," she frowned and stepped back.
"I promise I will do my best to bring Loki back without incident." Thor told her, his hand coming to rest on her shoulder. Cephera stared up at Thor, he'd changed so much.
She might not have done much with her life this past year, but she noticed the changes in Thor. He'd calmed. His time on Earth humbled him.
"Thank you." Cephera replied, relenting the idea that she might go as well. There were other ways off Asgard, but they took months to travel. Whether she liked it or not, she would just have to wait for Thor to bring Loki back.
(Seraphina)
"People just don't go missing." Seraphina reminded her father.
In the last year, four Mechanovians had gone missing without a trace, all female. Seraphina and her father had their suspicions on who was behind it, but as always, had no proof.
"Did you talk to the traders?" He asked her. It was the task she'd been given. To travel to the far west where the Trading village was. The few who traveled back and forth to other worlds to barter goods and supplies, as well as make friends and peace.
"I did. No one from the palace has been to see there. Unless they boarded their ships without detection and got off them as well, there is no way they left that way." She frowned. The Byfrost was not working and even if it had been, only the royals could call on Heimdell to open the pathways.
"In my many years of living, I've never heard of this happening. People simply don't disappear." King Yorin grumbled, stroking his chin.
"You know what I'm thinking." Seraphina glared. Her father wouldn't allow her to question the Fevour family, or any family for that matter. He felt it would be insulting as they'd always been so at peace with eachother. If she singled out just the Fevours then that would cause more trouble than they needed, especially if the Fevour's were behind it.
"We don't know that for certain, and keep your voice down." He reminded her. It was hard enough for him to not bellow his worry. They were alone in his living quarters, or at least they hoped they were alone.
"I've had my spies keeping an eye on Krystoff, it would seem he barely ever leaves his family quarter. And Katarina seems to be seen less and less nowadays." Seraphina crossed her arms, biting her lip in frustration. Not a single clue, hint, or thought brought them any closer to the mystery.
The entire realms had been searched thoroughly over the last year and nothing, not even a body was found.
The people to notice these women missing were always family. Ages varied, but of course their aging process was slow so the girls were all fair game. Brown haired, blue eyed. As close to looking like Cephera as one could get. As Seraphina and her sister were the only ones with human genes, the other girls were humanoid, fairy, sprite, so a substitute for the real thing would be difficult.
The fact they all looked close enough to Cephera that could be found, was what made Seraphina believe it was Krystoff. "Maybe he's making a brothel out of them to hold him over until he gets the real thing." Seraphina growled.
"He'll never get the real thing, and stop talking about him in such a sure manner. We cannot be sure it's him, or his family." The King reminded her. She scowled.
He didn't know it, but Seraphina had been ever so tempted to go to Krystoff, offer a little of herself for information. It's not like she hasn't had him before. She knew what kind of lover he could be, but she reminded herself that he had dark magic in him and that if she became pregnant she would give birth to something horrible and his family would have exactly what they wanted.
That reminder was the only thing stopping her from cornering Krystoff and fucking him until he screamed the truth, or beating him to a pulp, whichever happened first. Probably the latter.
"If we find proof it was him, we lock him away for life," Seraphina said, making the decision without her father's consent, though he didn't need it. He would do anything to keep his people safe and more so, his daughter.
They'd tried to hatch plans before to be rid of the Fevours, but they had too many allies and it made it hard to doing anything that wasn't legit.
(Fandral)
"I wish mother was here," Rorik said to his father.
Fandral nodded. He too wished Seraphina was around. The disturbances in her home world were most concerning. He'd rather have her nearby, but of course she could handle herself.
"She'll be fine." Fandral shurgged. He'd always felt a certain protective nature over the wild princess, but never shown it. He knew Seraphina hated that sort of stuff. She was not one to lean on others. It was what Fandral found most alluring about her.
"The women here in Asgard are very..., conservative." Rorik thought of the word carefully.
Fandral's son called both places home, but was still learning about Asgards culture. He'd already hit his sexual age long ago. His time spent growing up in Mechanova has given him free voice to speak of sex casually. Most children wouldn't say a word of it to their parents.
"Having trouble woeing the women?" Fandral smirked, trying not to laugh.
"No, it's just..., so many expect more before coming to bed. Gifts, attention." Rorik seemed perplexed.
"There are plenty of women looking for a good romp, but yes, most here look for long term relationships." Fandral sighed. Like all his kind, Rorik faced the problem of securing a family for the future. His only hope was to try different people like Seraphina had. To settle down this early in his life could mean never having a child.
The bigger the royal family became the better. Rorik knew this.
"It's not that I disrespect that," Rorik said in a hurry. "I'm just not ready for such a commitment..., if ever." Rorik frowned and looked away.
Fandral had caught that longing look of Roriks more than once. He wanted Fandral and Seraphina to be together like a family again. He was old enough to not take the split to heart, but he was use to having them both around all the time growing up. Fandral wondered if he had made the wrong choice making Seraphina stay with him for Roriks sake.
"Your mother is still young herself and one day she'll settle down. Her duty is to the throne and like you, she must attempt to provide as many children as possible. If anything happens to either of you, that leaves the royal family short on heirs." Fandral reminded him.
Rorik didn't respond. Most likely he was embarrassed that his father had caught on to Roriks feelings. A small sound escaped Rorik before he faced his father. "You had a child with her once, if she only would give you the chance, you could do it again." He insisted, that boy in him showing through.
"Perhaps, but perhaps not. There is no way of knowing for sure. I am giving your mother space. When she is ready, she will seek me out..., she alway has." Fandral couldn't help but grin because it was true. It might take years, but one day he'd enjoy Seraphina as a lover again instead of just a friend.

Notes

Comments

@fraychan
Then I have done my job well. :p

Yasumi Yasumi
6/15/15

Your cliff hangers wound me D:

fraychan fraychan
6/12/15

@fraychan
Keep that adrenaline pumping, still a lot to come.

Yasumi Yasumi
5/14/15

Oh god I can't even describe how happy this chapter made me. I'm feeling a slight adrenaline rush haha

fraychan fraychan
5/12/15

@fraychan
I agree, things have could been so much different if things had just come to light sooner.

Yasumi Yasumi
5/7/15