| Mi Casa, Su Casa [tag: Thanatos, Dionysos] |
[20 Jan 2013|09:15pm] |
Frigg was not doing well. She was fairly certain that Idun was doing worse, but the Norse Queen was beside herself. Bragi was still not found. How many months had it been and there wasn't even a single lead to grab onto. They were all devastated and there wasn't anything she could do to make it right. There were really no words of support or encouragement left in her. She needed to get away for a night. To be someone else and put this mess behind her. Then tomorrow she could come back and look at it with fresh eyes.
Except that when usually when she needed a getaway Bragi was the one to take her on it. He always had the most brilliant ideas and he would find a way to make her smile and laugh. But Bragi was gone, he was not there to make her see the bright light at the end of darkest tunnel. There was no one even holding a match to show her a glimmer hope.
It was with that utter hopelessness that Frigg decided she was the worst Queen in the entire history of Queens because it was impossible for her to stay strong and be the face of her pantheon when so much of her strength was gone. And Odin could only be her crutch for so long. She knew she needed to just roll over and admit defeat. Hera would like that and partially, Frigg didn't care. ( This was why she ended up at a dimly lit, smoky bar in Tijuana. )
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