53 Chapter 53 My Hope

Katrina's POV

When I said I died, I said it depends on your definition of death as in many ways I was dead. I was dead to the world, to my friends, to my family, to my husband. I was dead but when it comes to my actual body, I was very much alive. And yet that day when I was ripped from everyone never leaves my mind.

(Flashback)

When is Loki going to get here? I have prepared our picnic for us and laid it out in the gardens so we could have some time alone. He has been working so hard that we haven't spent much time together apart from at night or at the feasts. So today we can finally have some time, just us, and yet something feels off. I feel like I am not alone and it's putting me on edge.

I'm about to call out to Loki when I am suddenly kicked from behind and pushed violently to the ground. I struggle, trying to get up but I am pinned to the ground with multiple hands holding my legs and arms down.

"Let go of me!!" I scream, struggling violently.

A man chuckles, "Not happening darling. Not until I have what I came for."

My eyes widen and I try to use my magic but something is blocking it, I'm powerless and at their mercy. I scream out to Loki telepathically and out loud as I struggle but I can't free myself. Please let go of me. Someone help me. Loki help me. But no one is coming and I fear what is going to happen next as I know what he is about to do. He is going to cut my wings off and I can't stop him. I can't and if he does that then I will die. Oh god I'm going to die.

I struggle frantically but they just hold me down as the man leans over me and in seconds he stabs me in the back. I scream as he cuts into my back, cutting my wings off and I'm hit with endless pain that doesn't want to end. I can feel the blood running down my back and my magic losing some of its power. I'm losing my wings and I can't stop it. It's so painful and a part of me wants to die. It hurts so much, too much. Please stop. But he doesn't and I keep begging for help. Begging for him to stop but he doesn't and no one is coming to save me this time.

He rips them off and they let me go but I can't move. I am stuck on the ground, my whole body vibrating with pain and I can feel the blood gushing out of my back. The pain is excruciating, beyond anything I have ever felt, and yet I don't feel weak or ill. I can feel my back healing thanks to my magic and I have enough strength to turn and look at him. The man and his men, staring at my wings but something is wrong.

My wings have lost the angelic glow and I watch as they break apart, withering into nothing but bits on the ground. That's not right. Damian said that once my wings are removed after they are stable, they would stay whole and can be sold, that I would die. But I'm not dead, hurt but not dead and my wings are dust. What's going on?

"What the hell happened?" He exclaims, "My wings!! They are dust. Why?"

One of his associates speaks up, "I don't know sir but she is still alive as well and healing."

He looks at me, "Hmm Princess Katrina is still alive… I wonder… maybe there is another way I can get the wings I seek." He gestures to his men, "Set the scene, you know what to do but make it look convincing. No one can know that she is alive."

My eyes widen, "Alive? What… what are you going to do with me?"

He smirks at me, "Fake your death of course. We need you so we can figure out what happened to your wings and why you are alive. Something saved you and we will figure out what."

Then his men come over to me, force me to my feet and I watch helplessly as they set up a scene of my death. They burn a body and set the garden alight before dragging me away, too weak to fight back.

(End of Flashback)

That was 7 years ago and yet I remember it clearly like it was yesterday. But I know it wasn't yesterday as since then I have learnt the truth about why I didn't die that day and why my wings crumbled to ash. I also felt the pain of losing my life, my freedom, and everyone I love to a tyrant who just wants power and money. So I felt like I died and yet when I had her, I felt like I came back to life and I kept fighting. Began scheming and planning as I would be free one day and get home to Loki. My husband, my King, and the father of my child.

It turned out the reason I didn't die that day was because I was pregnant with our child. Her life kept me alive and it was the reason my wings crumbled. I had to die for them to stay whole and since I didn't, they crumbled. He couldn't have them but now I was stuck with my kidnapper and pregnant with no way to escape or contact Loki. Even my necklace was destroyed so he couldn't find me that way, just no way. And using magic in any shape or form was hopeless.

Kai, my evil kidnapper, had magically warded the whole building. Clocked it so I couldn't be found by anyone and blocked all magic. It's so strong that I doubt even Hela could sense my presence. I even tried calling out to Loki but he had blocked that too and I can't perform any magic either. He's too strong and I was powerless. No escape and no hope. Loki thinks I am dead as does everyone else and I lost hope. I lost hope.

The months went on and I got bigger. Our baby growing and I guess I fell into despair. Trapped in a small room like cell, trying to keep myself healthy for the baby and yet going through the pregnancy was easier than expected. And considering I am being held prisoner, it's a funny thing to say but it's true. Kai has been supportive, helping me through it, and even helped me when I got close to and when I gave birth. I know it's because he is looking for some divine power, my baby's wings when they come out and is trying to earn my favour. But I appreciated the support anyway. I needed it and then she was born, our daughter.

She was a beautiful baby. She was glowing when I held her the first time and I could sense the magic inside of her. All three sides of her, the Jotun, the Asgardian, and the Goddess. A Tribred and her eyes glow emerald like her father's. She gave me hope that maybe I could escape this place and see him again. She gave me life so I named her Hope Frigga Odinson for she was my hope and the reason I am still fighting to escape this place.

The years flew by and I raised our daughter in this cell, looking after her and protecting her. As she grew up, I taught her to read and write and told her stories about her father. I told her when she was old enough the real reason why we were trapped here but she wasn't afraid or scared. She was brave and she reminds me so much of Loki. It's cruel he has no idea I am alive or that he has another daughter. But one day he will know and we will be free and a family. I just have to time our escape right, which is why as the years went on, I got to work.

I began teaching our daughter magic, small spells to keep her safe, and to make sure our food is never touched. She was unaffected by the magic dampening spell since she is so young so it was easy to teach her how to do everything. I even fixed the pendant Loki gave me but it's laced with my magic instead of his so if we were ever separated by Kai, I could find her. As for Kai, I have been manipulating him to make him believe I like him so he would get the things I need to look after my daughter. It's nothing major but it could help in the future. I will make him believe anything, even that I love him, to protect my daughter and so one day, we can be with her father.

My Loki. My gorgeous man who is probably suffering, grieving my loss and is ruling Asgard without me. I hope one day I can see him. We go to him or he finds us. Either way, I shall hold onto hope and maybe one day it will happen, I just hope its soon. I don't want Hope to die in this cell with me once she unlocks her wings and Kai savagely takes them from her. And I really miss him, I love him. I just hope we can be reunited again.