such sobs, many feels.

Date: 2014-01-29 12:00 am (UTC)
belovedone: (upon their head)
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Frigga waited a full minute longer to make sure she'd composed herself as best she could at present before she spoke again.

She almost perversely wished she could somehow find it in herself to be angry at him, for coldly dismissing her so. Anger would at least feel useful. Anger would certainly hurt less.

But it had never been in her nature to let anger easily come to her. And she still had too much sympathy for the pain her son was feeling, alongside her own, to be able to launch at him any ire.

She hoped Loki at least found some shallow, empty comfort in the ire he was able to offer her.

"You have my permission," she returned, stiltedly regal. If he wanted the queen and not his mother, then that was exactly what he would get. May he be content with that outcome he had wrought thus on himself. "And also, you have my request that if you must leave my company, you retire to your chambers. Alone. To best take in all of what you have been told here."

Her polite wording could hardly mask what was intended as a firm, resolute command.

She did not want Loki to run off, and vent his upset in some unhealthy way. Or found himself embroiled in some other trouble. Much better he be confined to the safe familiarity of his rooms whilst he overturned his no doubt numerous new thoughts, after everything she had placed on him all at once.
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