Destined partners

Niflheim, a cold, dark and dreary land, home to the dead, was by no means a place one would want to visit.

It was home to those who died of age and illness, as well as the dishonorable and cowardly

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Hel, the ruler of Niflheim, was enjoying a bath when out of nowhere, she felt three people appear in Eljudnir (Hel's hall).

Under normal circumstances, she would send her servants to kill them, but she instantly recognized one of them as her father.

She was in no rush to meet with her father and his company and took time to enjoy her hot milk bath: one of the few pleasures she had in this dead land.

Currently standing in the throne room of Eljudnir: Adalsteinn, Nótt, and Loki could be seen waiting for Hel.

After about an hour, she finally showed up. When Adalsteinn saw her, he felt something strange. Sure, she was gorgeous, tall, and curvaceous, had a mature charm about her, and not to mention her beautiful long red and blue hair. But the attraction he had for her was more than just physical; it felt as though his entire life he was missing something, and she was it.

'This must be what Loki was talking about. Grrr, one of the few things I hate more than betrayal is being controlled. The Norns are now at the top of my to-kill list. Consequences be damned. I mean, there are other fates in different pantheons.'

Hel was feeling something similar herself; after she was banished from Asgard to rule Niflheim, she had given up on ever finding love.

Before being banished from Asgard, Hel loved nature. It always brought her peace and joy, and most of all, she loved the colours.

To her, there was nothing more beautiful than the colors of nature, and living in the cold, dark, and dreary land that was Niflheim took her love away from her. She lived in the bleak and empty land for so long that the world had lost its colour. But that all changed in seconds.

After Hel had finished her long bath and had gotten changed, she promptly made her way to her throne room. She was about to greet her father, but from the corner of her eye, she saw a young boy no older than five.

As soon as she saw him, Hel could feel her cold, frozen heart melt. The cold and dead world she lived in for so long suddenly felt warm and full of life. The black and white world she once saw was now beginning to fill with the colour she so loved. She had finally found her light in the dark.

Hel, however, was able to collect herself quickly. One benefit of living a long time; is that she can control her emotions quite easily.

"Hello, father, it's been a while since you visited me. Do you mind telling me why you're here, and while you're at it, why don't you tell me who those two are."

"Well, my dear daughter, these two just so happen to be your great grandmother Nótt and great-uncle Adalsteinn. And the reason I came was to teach Adalsteinn Norse magic and unlock his godly powers. Oh, and the for him to meet you, his future wife, according to the Norns."

"That's why I feel this way," Hel whispered to herself.

"That's all? Fine, you can stay. About the boy being my future husband, you must be kidding. I'm not into children. You are welcome to try to woo me once your older boy."

Hel said the last part seductively, wanting to tease the boy, not knowing that it would make him like her even more.

With that said, Hel teleported back into her room; because no matter how much she tried, she could no longer hold back her rising feeling for the boy who turned out to be her great-uncle as well as destined partner.

"Excuse my daughter, she is not very social, she rarely has guests, and the people who do come are trying to get the souls of their loved ones back. Just give it a bit, and she will warm up to you. Now, before we start your magic lesson, I will get the maids to take you to your rooms, or would you prefer a single room."

"Two- "Before Adalsteinn could finish his sentence, his mother shut him up.

"A single room would be perfect."

Loki, had the maid prepare two rooms long before he went to get them, just rang a bell, and out of nowhere, a young girl wearing a French maid outfit appeared.

"Madame, young master, please follow me to your room."

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While Adalsteinn and Nótt were making their way to the room, Hel was in her own room, using a magic mirror floating above her bed to spy on them, more specifically, to spy on Adalsteinn.

"Damn those three hags. Ugh, I hate this feeling. Father must have something to help suppress them. I don't know how long I can control these urges. I don't want to end up R****g a child."

Hel got off her bed and teleported to her father's room.

Loki, expecting his daughter to come, was waiting by a table, drinking some Asgardian mead.

"Father, do you have something or know any magic that can suppress the effects of fate?"

"Sadly, my dear daughter, I do not; however, I do know of a spell. It can help suppress the urges you are bound to have. Hel, my daughter, you should be happy. It's not common for one to meet their fated partner, even more so for a God. I know how much you hate it here, but don't worry. The Norns told me he is the key to bringing upon Ragnarök, and he will be the one to bring life to the land of the dead. He is the key to both our ultimate goals and your happiness, so Hel my dear daughter, please don't do anything rash."

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Back with Adalsteinn and Nótt, they were currently lying in the most comfortable king-sized canopy bed they had ever felt.

Adalsteinn was enjoying the warmth of his mother's embrace and the sickly sweet scent that she emitted.

Ever since she had told him of her true identity, Nótt had gotten rid of her human disguise. To Adalsteinn, his mother had already been the most beautiful person in the world, but her true appearance really was beyond what words could describe.

Her silky waist-length hair, which was black as night its self, flawless ivory skin, piercing red eyes, and her sinful body, she was perfection.

"Mother, seeing that maid made me remember Wen Xue. I feel bad leaving her there, but at least she was her daughter with her."

"About that, my sweet little angel. Wen Xue isn't a normal person, she isn't even human, her real name is Hrímfaxi, and she is my steed. As for her daughter, she is just an orphan, Hrímfaxi adopted. She will join us eventually. But enough about that. Why don't we take a show and bath before meeting Loki for your magic training?"

The bathroom was just as luxurious as the bedroom: the floor was made of blue and black marble. On one side of the room was a doorless walk-in rain show, and on the other was a large pristine white freestanding tub that could easily hold four people.

After a quick rinse, Nótt took Adalsteinn into the milk bath.

It was moments like these that Adalsteinn enjoyed the most, just being carefree and relaxing with his beautiful, literal goddess of a mother. There was nothing more relaxing than resting his head against his mother's breast as she gently massaged his head.

"Ok, all clean. Now it's your turn to wash me."

Adalsteinn and Nótt switched positions. Adalsteinn was now sitting on the edge of the tub while Nótt rested her head on his chest.

Adalsteinn was wrong; washing his mother's hair was much more relaxing. It made him feel comfortable and safe. The sensation of her silky black hair falling through his hands and twirling it between his finger, it was hypnotic.

"Hehehe, I think my hair is clean enough. Why don't you clean somewhere else?"

Adalsteinn took the sponge that was hanging on the wall next to the tub and began to wash his mother's body.

He started with her nape, followed by her shoulders, then her arms. Adalsteinn knew what was next, but he froze.

Nótt, noticing his reluctance, just gave her usual melodious giggle, took his hands, and guided them to her breasts.

Her bare breasts felt 100 times better than when they were covered. All of Adalsteinn's reluctancy left, and he just let himself enjoy playing with her breasts under the guise of cleaning them.

Nótt was beginning to get too excited, so before she did something she would regret, she spoke in a panted breath.

"I-I think I am clean enough, my boy. You should go ahead and dress. That maid is waiting outside the room. Loki must be ready for you."

Adalsteinn didn't want to leave, but he knew if he stayed, something he wasn't ready for would happen, and his mother would blame herself.

Just as his mother said, the young maid from earlier was waiting outside the room to take him to Loki.