"Free," he admitted, scanning her face for any discomfort at his unexpected embrace. For the first time in years, Loki had no binds tying him down. He wasn't on the run, lost in the void, or imprisoned in some manner. He was King of Jotunheim, and he had a beautiful woman and brand new infant. He could finally be himself, the mischievous Frost Giant, who just wanted to be part of a family. Aside from the current threat of Hela, Loki had to admit; he was happy... Happier than ever before...