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"Isn't he waking up yet?" Goddess Gia wondered. She gently brushed her finger through Ndulou's rose gold hair and admired the child's innocent beauty. "This beautiful thing is quite dangerous. That is why I hate pretty things." 'Goddess Gia mumbled.

Lucas was sitting on a chair close to Ndulou's bed, but he remained unaware of the goddess' presence. His job was to guard his master, but there was no way he could tell that a goddess had sneaked into his master's bed.

"Little trouble maker, don't get angry at me once you regain your consciousness. I made my own trouble." Gia said confidently. Even though she refers to Loki's pregnancy as "trouble," her expression was obviously telling that she enjoyed what she did. She was confident that this time she was the one who had tricked the god of mischief.

"I no longer have the time to deal with yours, so I am giving these idiots to you." Gia stated.