Forbidden Love :
A Story Of The Goddess Lofn
One God Versus Two Goddesses
Lofn stood quietly behind the high-seats where Frigga and Odin sat in deep contemplation of what had just occurred on MIdgard. She had done all she could to bring the kings of Herjardalr and Jamataland together, and yet as she watched the viewer she was deeply concerned that some other fate was intervening in the conclusion that she had toiled so hard to bring about. Both kings agreed that their children had done well and that they may have saved their kingdoms by capturing Edmund, the son of King Ring, but other than agreeing to discuss, at a later date, an alliance to guard their eastern borders they parted ways angrily after the release of the Swede prince.
Frigga looked up from the viewing porthole, and despite having a pleasant smile upon her face, frowned at the Goddess who hovered above her.
" What vexes my maiden so ? " she asked with a hint of concern in her voice.
Lofn gazed into the Queen of Asgard's eyes for only a moment before diverting her stare.
" I feel as if I have failed you my queen. I have not achieved the goal of gaining permission from the parents of Heinrekr and Myrgjol for their marriage, and therefore I place myself at your mercy. I am ready to be punished as you see fit. " she told the All-Mother.
Frigga glanced over at her husband suspiciously before responding.
" I fear that there are other forces at play here, and that this is not your fault. " she replied.
Odin quickly cut his wife off as he laughed nervously at the handmaiden's discomfort.
" Come here child ! Sit on my,...., the arm of this high-seat and watch, for you have done much more than you know. " he told her.
With a grin turning up the corners of his mouth, and under his breath, he then added in a whisper.
" And I have added to the body of your work."
As Frigga narrowed her eyes, to see exactly where her handmaiden became seated, Odin pointed to the viewer, and with a smile spoke to Lofn softly, the way a father speaks to his daughter.
" Look closely my dear, and you will see the seeds that you have planted blossom. " he told the handmaiden.
In his mind he added :
" With a little cultivating by myself. "
Frigga, who was all knowing, shook her head from side to side grimly.
" Unfortunately my husband has decided to feed your " seeds " with blood instead of water ! " she whispered to herself, but in a tone just loud enough for Odin to understand.
The All-Father pretended not to hear his wife's sarcastic remark as he opened the viewer with his mind and pinpointed a specific place and moment in time on Midgard.
King Ring was greatly relieved when Edmund came riding into the Swede camp unharmed. After a long tiresome day of marching out of Jamtaland, in which he ranted and raved to everyone and anyone who would listen about how his son was to blame for everything bad that had happened to him from Edmund's birth to the present day, he now took out his anger on his son. In front of the whole army he embarrassed his son and demanded that he explain his deplorable behavior in allowing himself to be captured by the Northlanders. Edmund, however, turned away from speaking about his, " unfortunate incident ", as he described it, and instead told his father of a great opportunity that still offered itself to the Swedes.
" Father, the Northland armies have gone back to bickering with each other. And as they released me King Harjulf was taking his army and leaving Jamtaland to return home. Vifinnr is now all alone, and vulnerable to attack ! " he explained to his father with a wicked grin plastered upon his face.
Erik, who was listening to every word his brother said, grinned from ear to ear.
" Then we must return and finish what we began father ! We need to restore our honor by exacting revenge upon these Northlanders for the damage they have caused in our kingdom, and to avenge the losses of our folk ! " he told his father.
King Ring turned his gaze away from Erik and looked back over at Edmund.
" You are absolutely certain that the Herjardalr army was leaving ? " he asked in a harsh tone.
" Yes, father ! " he replied.
Frigga glanced up at Lofn and nodded to her discreetly. Lofn winked one eye to let the All-Mother know that she understood what she was telling her. The handmaiden then stood and bowed slightly to the All-Father before addressing him.
" If war is what you are interested in, my Lord, then I will leave you to your work. " she told him with a smile, but in a bitter tone.
" Do not pout Lofn ! In the end they will be together. Come back in a while and you will see the future that I have helped you to weave. " he replied in a self satisfied tone.
Lofn left Hlidskjalf without saying another word. Frigga, however, could not help herself from commenting.
" My handmaiden deals in matters of the heart, not in the brutality of war ! " she told her husband angrily.
" Lofn must understand that she cannot have everything her way. Heinrekr and Myrgjol will get married, but under the rule of the King of the Swedes. The foolish bickering of their fathers have not earned them the right to rule as kings ! " he told his wife callously, before rising up and leaving the hall.
Heinrekr had not ridden with his father south to Herjardalr, but had instead gone to see Myrgjol who was waiting for him just outside of the Jamtalanders encampment. The two lovers had decided that if their fathers would not permit their marriage then they would ride off and make a life together for themselves in another kingdom without their consent. As the wind blew his long blonde hair back with every gallop of his young steed he finally felt free from the bonds of his domineering father and mother.
The sight of Myrgjol in the distance standing next to her horse lit a fire in his heart. As he came closer the son of King Harjulf was surprised to see that Myrgjol, at such a young age, had brought with her a handmaiden, but he was more than happy to bow to anything that his wife to be wanted. In a show of flamboyancy Heinrekr reined his horse up hard in front of the ladies, and jumped off of his saddle, landing with a bow. His boyish smile turned into a worried frown, however, when he noticed the worried look upon Myrgjol's face.
" What is wrong my love !? " he quickly asked, as he gently grabbed her by the arms and looked deeply into her eyes.
Myrgjol collapsed onto his chest, and held him tightly for a long moment before revealing what she had learned from the woman who stood next to her.
" This woman is named Lofn, and she has just escaped from being held by the Swedes. She says that King Ring has no intentions of keeping his word, and is, as we are speaking, marching his forces against my father's army ! " she cried out.
Heinrekr pushed Myrgjol away to arms length. With eyes opened wide in shook and disbelief he asked:
" Are you certain ?! "
Lofn answered for Myrgjol.
" If you cannot convince your father to bring his army back to Jamtaland King Ring will destroy King Vifinnr and his army, and then he will turn south and wipe out your father's army. In the end both kingdoms will be lost ! " she assured the Prince of Herjardalr.
Heinrekr let go of Myrgjol and pointed in the general direction of her father's encampment.
" Tell your father that King Ring is marching back into Jamtaland ! Have him fight a defensive battle, retreating slowly back toward Herjardalr ! I will bring my father's army there as quickly as possible ! " he assured her.
Myrgjol's eyes welled up with tears.
" Are you sure that you are stong enough to convince your father ? " she asked nervously.
Heinrekr thought for only a moment before replying.
" Let us hope so ! " Heinrekr told her before jumping up onto his horse and riding away.
Myrgjol dried her eyes and ran over to her horse.
" Come Lofn ! We must ride to warn my father ! " she yelled to the former captive.
The maiden shook her head.
" No ! You will ride faster alone ! " she told the impatient human.
Myrgjol did not argue, for there was no time to waste. As she galloped away she shouted back over her shoulder to the woman :
" I will send someone back for you ! "
Lofn, however, had disappeared before Myrgjol had finished the sentence. Before she vanished Frigga's handmaiden whispered up at the sky knowing full well that Frigga was watching, and listening.
" One God against two Goddesses ! You never had a chance Odin ! "
- End Chapter 14
- Next : Chapter 15 : A Fateful Decision
- Glenn Bergen, ( Ravensheart ), © Copyright, 2019.