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It was customary for Frigga to walk through the forest by herself every full moon on Asgard, come rain or shine. Barefoot and free from her court duties she would sometimes sing as she wandered without cause through her beloved sanctuary, or other times she would simply sit in absolute peace and listen to the calming sounds of the forest.
It was during the first full moon of the year, when the ground had been covered by the first frost, that Frigga knew she had not entered the forest alone. She could hear the unmistakable soft crunching sounds of ice under boot. As much as she loved all her children, there was only one who’s footfalls were anywhere near as quiet as the ones she could hear.
‘Loki?’ She called out eventually, and listened into the silence for a response. No doubt hiding now, cursing himself for not being quiet enough, Frigga mused with a slight smile.
‘Only you could sneak up on me like that. I’m impressed you made it this far. No one has ever followed me without my knowledge.’ Ok, so a slight lie she thought inwardly. Loki never admitted to wanting to spend time with her; and it filled her with joy to know he would expend so much energy into trying to spend time with her.
She hummed and continued on her walk, the soft crunching footsteps remaining behind.