Beatrice “Bee” Lokidottir—

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+ show you, if you’d like.”

+ of her arms around his own, nuzzling the side of her head against his sleeve while her eyes turned up towards his own, voice quiet. “ . . . Alfheim. I found a small area within the woods, and I’ve spent my time off of Asgard /there/. I could +

+ was the only one who had lived with him throughout her entire childhood. It was . . . unsettling to think of what it had done to her father mentally, and as she watched him, a deep breath silently filled her lungs. Finally, she slipped both +

+ her sides. And then he said /that/. She knew that Hela and Aleks hadn’t been raised on Asgard, but it had never crossed her mind what it had done to Loki. She knew her father loved all of his children, but she had never put together that she +

+ It wasn’t the father she knew, but as he seemed to draw into himself, she realized that it was the topic that had pulled such a reaction from him. Lowering her feet to the floor as he moved over, the brunette just watched her father, hands at +

+ father was constantly hovering over her shoulder. That didn’t mean she expected him to snap like that, though, the young woman blinking at her father’s outburst. He had never once raised his voice at her, let alone used that tone with her. +

+ safety of one of the Nine Realms, she was kept far away from the hushed voices. She was /tired/ of it, and she wanted to know what there was in the kingdom that would never be hers. She wanted to /explore/, but she couldn’t do so if her +

Beatrice had been, in a sense, overprotected her entire life. She had only recently been allowed off of Asgard without an escort, she had always had guards around her when she left the palace, and whenever there was a meeting involving the +

+ worry. I can defend myself, and I believe I’ve proven it over and over again.”

+ quick to explain as she sat down on her couch, legs propped up across the cushions before her. “To look out for what?? The last great threat was vanquished long ago, and unless Thanos had some sort of living lover, I see no reason for you to +

+ been able to move without the guards watching her, and now that she was finally free from that, she was still under his watchful eye. She knew deep down that he was only looking out for her, but she saw no reason for it, something she was +

Overprotected didn’t even begin to describe how Bee felt over the past few months. Ever since her father had found out about how she had acted as judge and jury (and almost executioner), he had kept a closer eye on her. For months she hadn’t +

+ to happen, you /know/ Heimdall would inform you instantly. I’m not a little kid anymore, I can take care of myself.”

+ that he was in her room was the fact that he felt the need to check up on her, the brunette moving away from the male and back towards the couch resting in her room. “Then simply don’t check up on me. I love you, Father, but if anything were +

Despite her annoyance, her father wasn’t wrong. If she had come back to a guard, she likely would have flashed her eyes bright at them (though not actually harmed them) before storming off to find Loki. What annoyed her more than the fact +

+ tradition, especially one such as this when there was no one around.

+ approached her father to wrap her arms around him in a welcoming hug, eyes slipping shut for a moment. She had always hugged him when she first saw him after one of his trips, and she wasn’t going to let a little annoyance get in the way of +

+ crossed her arms, light green-and-pink dress flowing out behind her as she moved “As opposed to sending a guard to summon me to /your/ room once I returned? I’m /fine/, Father, you needn’t worry over me as much as you do.” still, she +

While most would have taken Loki’s words and smiled, Beatrice was not most people. While she felt the warmth of family pull at her chest, she was still annoyed that he had entered her room, and moving around the couch, the young sorceress +