The Siren's Sleeping Beauty [Comprehensive British and American]

Asgard is too new for Angus, everything is new.Whether it's the people or the air here, Angus has a wonderful feeling, and it may be said that he is in this situation.

Angus was left in Asgard just like that, and Frigg would often take him out to play and wander around.Usually at times like this, Steve just needs to stay behind them and watch.

Seeing that Angus gradually developed a good impression of Frigga, even for Odin, after the nose was not the nose, and the eyes were not the eyes, Steve felt relieved, but at the same time, there was a place in his heart that was faintly worried.

Frigga did not express her displeasure with Steve very bluntly like Odin did, but she would often find opportunities to talk and communicate with Steve, and consider him in various aspects.

Every time he was watched by Frigga, Steve felt like a silly boy who was watched by his mother-in-law.Most importantly, he soon realized that ordinary Asgardians possess abilities comparable to his own.

But... since they claim to be protoss, they should indeed have relative abilities.

Well, to a certain extent, he is definitely the kind of existence that would be disliked if taken to meet the parents.

He had worried that Odin or Frigga would do something to him in order to keep Angus, but they had no such intention at all.

Or, they thought, they just didn't dare.

It's a weird intuition.

"Steve, are you still used to staying here?" Frigga approached Steve again.

"It's okay." Steve tugged on his robe.

"If you're not used to it, we can actually arrange for you to go back." Frigg said kindly.

Steve hesitated for a moment, and Angus looked at him expectantly, wagging the tail with a chain of gemstones on it.

"Well... I guess, we can play for a few more days." I felt helpless, but my heart softened when I saw Angus's suddenly shining eyes.

"That's good." Frigg continued to stuff Angus with a grape-like fruit, "I can't bear Angus."

Steve scratched his head: "...I can understand."

But Frigga really raised Angus as his daughter, so he really didn't know whether he should remind her.

Looking at Angus with a gemstone chain hanging from his tail, his hair coiled up and flower pins stuck in it, Steve sighed slightly.

Good-looking is good-looking, but...forget it.

Angus looked at him, polished the food in his mouth, thought for a while, sat on the disc and floated beside him: "Let's stay for another day."

Steve raised his head slightly and looked at Angus, who was trying to make himself taller than him: "Just one day?"

"Well, one day." Angus rubbed his arm.

Steve slightly raised the corner of his lips: "Okay."

Angus wrapped his arms around his neck and moved from the disc into his arms.Steve hugged the fish and patted him on the back.

Frigga sat on the side, folded her hands on her lap, and there was a slight worry between her brows.

Steve noticed Frigga and frowned slightly.

After sitting for a while, Angus seized the time to explore places he hadn't been to. Steve asked Frigga, "You seem to have some concerns about Angus and me being together."

Frigga sat upright, thought for a while, and said slowly, "I'm just worried about him."

"If it's a matter of longevity, I'm ready." Steve looked directly at her, "If it's just for this reason, I hope you can trust me."

Although Angus didn't admit that they were relatives in the obvious sense, his little fish was very happy.

He didn't want Angus to be unhappy.

"...Maybe there is also this reason." Frigga smiled, "It's just... I, or Odin, are not targeting you in particular."

"No matter who is in your position, even if it is selected from thousands of people, we will only worry." Frigga motioned the people around him to leave, and brought Steve a jug of wine, "You come from the atrium , should not know the characteristics of "angels". "

"They are almost a race born for love. They yearn for love more than any other creature. Even the light elves are not as enthusiastic as they are." Frigga's voice is gentle with a faint sigh and a smile, "Warm love is the key to their lives. All, once lost, there is not much left of them."

Steve... longing for love?real or fake?

Is it the siren he knew?

Frigga looked at his complicated expression with some amusement: "Don't doubt this. Even if they are cursed and become ruthless and indifferent out of the instinct to protect themselves, they can't resist the nature in their bones."

"You should be able to understand."

"I thought Angus was special." After a while, Steve said softly.

At least it's the most special one among the sirens I've ever seen. Others... it's really... um - it makes people feel complicated.

"He's special," Frigga poured him a glass of fruit wine, "he has the blood of Odin, so the curse he bears is not complete. As a Siren, or as the Aesir, even if it is the Vanir Protoss② He is not perfect, but he is the most perfect."

"He can control the weather and be compatible with the ability to move in space. This is the part of his protoss that is at work. He can also lead wandering souls back to the Hall of Valor, and he has the appearance of an angel. This is why he belongs to an angel, or Part of a siren."

"In the past, many races took it as an honor to be favored by angels. Because it meant absolute loyalty and strong support. However, as angels, or sirens, they will die if they don't get true love," said Fuli Jia sighed, "Speaking of it, I blame Odin for being too angry."

"Sirens have the ability to fascinate people, but that kind of fascination will never become love." Frigg refills his glass, and the purple liquid shakes out several layers of circles, "and they can't afford to lose everything." The pain of love."

"Basically, at the end of the development, they will all gradually wither because of the pain of not getting what they want."

Steve took a shallow sip, the wine in Asgard is very strong, fruit wine is no exception: "Withered, does it mean that they will... like die of depression?"

Are sirens such slender beings?

"Depression won't kill them, tears will." Frigg held up her cup, "Don't blame Odin, he's just too angry."

"I'm pretty sure there's no confusion between me and Angus." Steve frowned, "It has nothing to do with that."

"If it were, you wouldn't be sitting with me now." Frigga knew that Steve had been a little nervous, so she couldn't help teasing.

Steve coughed dryly and smiled awkwardly.

So, that's why he had the weird feeling before.It's not that they can accept themselves, but purely because they are worried about losing Angus...

"I've never seen Angus cry," Steve rubbed the cup between his palms and recalled, "I wouldn't let him cry, if that's something you're worried about."

"Sometimes, it's not because of what you've done, but because of something..." Before Frigg could finish speaking, a palace servant rushed in from the door.

"His Majesty Odin wants to exile Prince Sol to the courtyard!"

Frigga stood up abruptly: "What?!"

"It is said that Prince Saul provoked the war in Jotunheim, and His Majesty opened the Rainbow Bridge to bring them back. He was very angry!" The palace servant looked at Frigg anxiously.

"I'll go and have a look." Frigga lifted her skirt and walked out.

Steve stood up, thought for a while, and followed.

On the way, I met Angus who was holding a bunch of things. Steve...

After taking the bunch of trinkets in his hand, which were obviously ready to be taken away, and handing them to the waiting palace man, Steve took his arm: "It seems that something happened, let's go and have a look."

Angus looked at his toys reluctantly.

"I won't forget." Steve smoothed his hair helplessly, "Go and see what's going on first."

Before they approached, they heard Odin shouting "enough" inside, arguing with Thor loudly and unconvinced, and the sound of Loki trying to muddy the water.

Angus curled his lips as soon as he heard Loki's voice, this man always said something wrong.

He doesn't like what he said doesn't match his real emotions.

"Father—" Saul wanted to argue.

Frigga looked at him in warning: "Sol——!"

Odin was very disappointed with Thor's introspection and arrogance, looked at Loki next to him and couldn't help frowning again.In the end, he coldly asked Heimdall to immediately exile him to the atrium, unable to pick up Thor's hammer, and never allowed him to come back.

After Loki saw Odin throw Thor's Hammer into the passage together, he looked unwilling for a moment, and then hid it well.

Angus stood behind Steve, looked at Loki, and said in a low voice, "It's so sour——"

Steve patted his hand upon hearing this, signaling him not to speak at the moment.

Loki stabbed at him with a single glance, and was taken aback when he saw Angus's appearance.

Steve pushed Angus back. He hoped that Angus would have a real family of his own. Frigga should be enough, and Odin reluctantly thought about it.

Don't get involved with these big princes and second princes, he doesn't feel very good.

Frigga looked at Odin who left angrily, her face was a little tired, she walked up to Loki with her skirt, and carefully asked about the previous situation.

Loki returned to his harmless appearance, carefully explaining what happened.

Angus smacked his lips and said in disbelief, "Is he telling the truth?"

Steve was amused, and patted him quietly, signaling him not to talk casually.

Frigga looked at Angus: "What did you just say?"

"Nothing." Angus shook his head honestly.

Frigg frowned slightly.

"Mother, father is just angry." Loki comforted Frigga, "I will go to the atrium to visit big brother later, he will be fine."

Frigga sighed for a long time, and patted Loki on the shoulder: "That's why you can talk now, tell your elder brother well."

"Yes." Loki agreed, "I will definitely."

"Well, you seem to have a lot of things to deal with, so I'll take Angus back to rest." Steve felt that putting Angus on this occasion would cause more conflicts.

"Go," Frigga smiled shyly, "Sorry, I let you see that scene just now."

Steve signaled that it was okay, and left with Angus.

After returning, Angus threw himself on the bed and rolled over, his fish tail twisted.Steve looked at his dancing tail, thought of Frigga's words today, couldn't help it, reached out and stroked it gently.

Angus shuddered and rolled his tail behind his back: "What are you doing?"

Steve withdrew his hand regretfully, and pressed his hands on the side of his head: "Do you like Asgard or the Atrium?"

Angus blinked his eyes.

"That's right, our own home." Steve stroked his hair.

"Where do you like?" Angus rubbed the inside of his wrist.

"I'm asking you." Steve bowed his head and kissed his mouth, smiling.

Angus is now more and more good at acting like a baby, and he quite likes this trend.

"But I like whatever you like—" Angus put his arms around his neck.

Steve leaned over him slightly: "Angus, this is your decision. You have to exclude me."

Angus let go: "But, I don't know which one you like, how can I decide which one I like."

Steve bit his nose: "You like whatever I like? Don't you have any ideas yourself?"

"I can do it, but I only like you if you are with me." Angus wrinkled his face, feeling very upset.

Steve looked down at him, squeezed his waist with his hands, and looked down.

Angus felt a little flustered when he saw him, and wanted to run away with a flick of his tail.

Steve raised his hand to hold the fat tail that was up to his ears, and bit his head.

Angus covered his face.

"...Don't move." Steve hissed, "I haven't touched you for a while, if you move again, I won't promise..."

Angus twisted it a few times, but he didn't unscrew it. He stubbornly resisted: "I don't have legs!"

Steve's Adam's apple rolled, and his fingers hooked down a small tender scale: "Huh?"

Angus shuddered and dared not move.

"Looks like I'm here at the wrong time."

Steve quickly pulled the blanket to cover Angus' tail, although he didn't know what to cover.

He looked towards the door: "You are... Loki."

"It seems that after living here for a few days, you really think of yourself as someone?" Loki's face was gloomy, and his words were stinging.

Angus already knew that he didn't mean what he said, but now he has a better impression of him, at least it's true.

"...Sorry, I was rude. Your Royal Highness Loki?" Steve was not angry, he just didn't know if Loki was his first name, and he didn't know what Odin and his surnames came from.

Loki suddenly took out a knife from his waist and pointed it at Steve's neck: "Are you mocking me?"

Steve raised his hands and tightened his wrists, raised his eyebrows: "Your Highness seems to be a little angry today—"

Loki showed a distorted smile, and then looked sideways at Angus, who was obviously upset: "What are you? You are also picked up by Odin out of compassion now... a monster?"

Angus twitched his tail, eager to slap it over.

"If it's because of Angus' previous offensive words, I apologize to you on his behalf." Steve raised his hand and patted Angus's tail. "If it's just an opportunity to make trouble, then I don't agree with it."

Loki looked at him darkly.

"Maybe I should have a good talk with Ms. Frigg...the Queen..." Steve twitched his lips.

Conflicting with their prince in other people's country is a stupid behavior, not to mention that he is not liked by Odin.

He also wants to maintain a good image.

Rocky turned his head to look at Angus: "You are adapting quite quickly."

"It's Odin's masterpiece that you have a fish tail." Loki fiddled with a knife, half-smile, "You can stay here calmly and accept feeding, yes—"

"You're a souvenir of his glory, aren't you?"

For some reason, Angus knew he was talking about himself, but...he always felt that he was not only referring to himself.

"Although I don't like people who tell a lot of lies, the way you lie is really more pleasing to the eye." Angus commented tangledly.

"Lying?" Loki narrowed his eyes slightly.

"You don't like Saul, you're jealous of him. You're so sour, and you look like you're thinking about him." Angus wrinkled his face, "You think I'm pitiful, or... don't you think I'm pitiful? But you have to Talk about contemptuous of me.”

"You really have a serious problem." Angus folded his arms and clicked twice.

Steve raised his hand and rubbed his nose, Angus's ability to perceive emotions seemed to be more obvious in Asgard.

He's not afraid of Odin, he's close to Frigga, he hates Loki...and he can see through himself every time.

Loki suddenly put away all his exposed emotions: "Is it really okay for you to be so leisurely?"

"What?" Steve took a slightly wrong step and stood in front of Loki.

"Don't you know that there is a time flow difference between Asgard and the atrium?" Ross patted Steve's chest with his hand, and Angus slapped him with his tail.

Loki appeared a few steps away in an instant, and Angus glared at him: "Don't move!"

"You've been here for so long, so you're not sure what's going on in the atrium, is that okay?" Loki smiled mysteriously.

Steve was stunned: "Time difference?"

Loki shrugged: "I haven't calculated it carefully, but...for example, how many years is one day?"

Steve gasped suddenly and turned his head: "Angus! We have to go back!"

Angus did some calculations, opened his mouth slightly, and hurriedly said, "I'll go and tell Frigg!"

"We have to hurry up!"

Loki snorted and laughed: "Why do you think that Odin will easily let you go?"

Steve didn't forget about some of Angus's toys, he simply cleaned them up, and turned his head: "We probably don't need his permission."

Then Loki saw Angus who disappeared in place and reappeared after a while, his eyes widened slightly: "You have a Rubik's Cube!?"

"Steve, let's go!" Angus ignored Loki.

"Goodbye, Prince Loki." Steve hugged Angus slightly, and nodded to him.

Loki gritted his teeth.

When Frigga rushed to the guest room, she saw Loki: "Did you tell them?"

With his back turned to her, Loki calmed down and turned around: "I'm sorry, mother. I thought they knew..."

"...Forget it, they will leave sooner or later." Frigga patted him on the shoulder, "Asgard has been a bit chaotic recently, it might be better for them to leave."

"But Angus should be back soon."

Frigga lost her hurried look: "I just don't know when Saul will come back..."

Loki twitched the corners of his mouth, but he couldn't say any words of comfort after all.

When Angus brought Steve back to the earth, he almost lost his strength. If Steve hadn't held him, Angus would have rolled to the ground.

Steve blinked his eyes, looking at the strange things in front of him... "Oh—God...have we walked for a century...?"

The author has something to say: ②The people living on Asgard are basically the Asgar clan, who are warriors; the Vanir clan are demons, like Frigga.

Speaking of which, Loki didn't doubt whether he was from Asgar at the beginning, and it was also because of the existence of Frigga. He originally thought that he had inherited more from his mother, so he would appear weak.

The timeline here is that Rocky asked Odin about his own birthday, and Angus was driven away because he didn't want his plan to be exposed.

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