That was it then. If Odin and Frigg said to leave it alone, then they would leave it alone. His parents were the king and queen, so their word was law. Not that he would go against their wishes anyway. But that might keep the others for trying to do anything stupid like provoking Loki. Hermod was happy to pretend like the Trickster was still tied up in his cave.

Bragi being quite bothered him, though. It’s not like him to not say anything about anything. He must be really worried. Even if things did go bad, they still had Thor, Tyr and Vidar on their side. Maybe they could stop things before they got bad. That was obviously what Odin’s plan was. Hermod thought it was a really good plan.

He did wonder how his mother felt about it all. He knew she had been friends with Loki’s wife before everything had happened. He wondered if they would be able to be like that again. It was doubtful, though. Too much had happened. Too much bad stuff. But he could still hope for his mother’s sake.

Hermod looked over at his parents. Frigg was holding Odin’s hand. He almost smiled. He always loved seeing his parents united. His dad might stray from time to time, as evident with his brothers in the room, but he always came back to Frigg. He figured they could handle this as long as they stayed together as a family. And that included all his half-brothers, too.

“We’ll do our best to avoid him, Dad,” the messenger confirmed Odin’s wishes. “And if we run into him by accident, we’ll do our best not to offend him.” He just hoped it would be that easy.