Gentle winds caressed his cheeks as he jumped from a void of blackness, your hands tightly clutched. With a yelp, the two of you were thrown back by your combined strengths and fell to the grass.

It was damp, cold, as if the morning fog still stuck to it.

How many days had it been?

Or was this just his mind playing tricks on him?

The soft movements of a chest made him wake from his thoughts. His ear was pressed to it. A calm, powerful breath echoed in his head.

Slowly, he raised his head to look at the creature that he had landed on.

"A giant.", he mumbled, still not quite aware of who it was that he had landed on.

A smile was on your lips as you sat up and grabbed his face with both your hands. How normal sized he now looked.

"How do you feel?", this was unmistakably the voice of you.

But the god of war struggled to connect it with the new face that smiled at him. A face of blue with tattoos that had been placed under your skin with golden ink.

It looked so unreal.

When had been the last time he had seen a giant face to face?

"How?", it slipped off his lips in a husky breath.

His hands clenched into fists as you breathed a kiss to the tip of his nose. It was just like your human lips, soft, so loving and yet fragile like a child.

"I...", your eyes of good darkened for a brief moment. "It burned the human skin off my bones. I felt like I died."

"Did you?"

"I don't know. The pain made me pass out. When I awoke...", your gaze roamed along your arms, not packed with muscles but clearly more powerful than the ones you had used as a disguise all these years. "But if so, I was reborn."

His fingers caressed your face as if he had to make sure you were real.

"It's still so soft.", he mumbled with relief.

"I haven't changed. Not other than my body. This is who I was born as."

"And I'm glad.", without skipping a beat he jumped to his feet and pulled you with him.

It struck him by surprise to see that you now surpassed his height. It wasn't such a significant distance than before but enough to make clear that he was just of half giant blood while you were pure blooded through both parents.

It made you chuckle with amusement.

"Are you intimidated?", you tilted your head to tease him.

Strands of your white hair fell over your shoulders. White. Just like the clouds and tips of the mountains.

A moment of silence spread between the two of you.

"Just how royal you are.", his hand found your cheek to caress it just as lovingly as before. "How could I fear you, my night sky giant?"

He pulled you into a kiss that tasted so much better, so much more like a commitment than all the kisses that you two had shared before.

Golden bells jiggled in each of your hair as a breeze stroked through the long strands.

For a brief second everything seemed to be at ease. The world around was just as peaceful as it used to be before Odin had managed to set foot into it.

But the silence didn't last long.

All of a sudden a pack of ravens rose from the branches of the trees around. The blue sky was darkened once more.

Green mingled with all the colours and made it appear as if the air was filled with gas and poison.

Immediately, Tyr took a stance of defence. His grip tightened around the spear that he had brought with him from the realm of Odin's influence.

However, you remained calm. With a stern look on your face you let your head fall back and watched how a cloud of enslaved ravens hovered over your heads.

Their empty eyes watched you for a moment before thousands of voices called out.

"We served a purpose.", the ravens settled down on the branches only to fly back to the sky again. "We helped."

You nodded, satisfied.

"This deal shall be considered done.", you raised a hand in which a scrap of fabric flapped with the wind.

Confusion struck Tyr, only for him to realise that it wasn't fabric. It was the eye of Odin that he had taken.

"Where did you get this?", he asked.

"It was a sacrifice that the Allfather made to trap the two of you in this...", your eyes wandered to the dark spot that still lingered between the trees like a hungry beast. "I assume it's a realm. I've never seen something like this."

"I tore it from his eye socket myself."

"Even so, a part of the Allfather is a part of the Allfather. Remember, even with a cut off arm he still managed to kill some."

That was true.

How had Tyr been able to be so foolish?

It wasn't enough to just take. It needed to be destroyed once and for all. And to achieve that with something that belonged to the Allfather was a hard task to fulfil.

"Throw it away.", he pressed his lips into a thin line.

"No need.", you stood there, calmly, as one of the ravens lowered itself from the air to land on your hand to poke at the blood covered eyeball. "It's my payment."

"What deal did you strike with them?! You know it's dangerous. They are-!"

"They are slaves to your fathers will.", you reminded him, still calm. "We agreed that I will help them break free from his influence. And in return they help me keep him away."

His gaze jumped over his shoulder.

"In there?", he asked.

"I don't know. His distance is enough for me. I don't need details."

"What if they betray us?"

"Why would they do that? They suffer through him just the way we do.", you allowed the raven to take the eye from your hand. "Come now. All we need is a bit of time."

"Where to?"

"Away. Far away."