Growing up

In the magnificent halls of Asgard, guarded by warriors adorned in golden armor, the people of this ancient realm reveled in their strength and pride. Despite their lack of intellectual prowess, their might and courage made them formidable warriors. Asgard, a kingdom advanced in technology yet rooted in old traditions, had managed to maintain peace under the ironclad rule of King Odin. Their victory over the Dark Elves had brought a much-needed respite, though the threat of war still loomed on the horizon.

Within this realm, Hela, now five years old, found herself struggling to fit into the conventional expectations of her role as a princess. Despite her intelligence surpassing her peers, she had become disillusioned with the emphasis placed on royalty and formalities. Hela found solace in her voracious appetite for reading, immersing herself in books that revealed the history of Asgard. However, her parents often deemed her lazy and uncooperative, unable to comprehend her unorthodox interests.

As Hela's awareness of her surroundings grew, she couldn't help but notice the lack of freedom and the military-like atmosphere that permeated the palace. She recognized her father's cunning and pride, traits that mirrored the character of Thor from the early days. Disappointed by his narrow-mindedness, Hela chose to ignore his presence, contemplating the day she would embark on her personal journey of growth and transformation.

Undeterred by the societal norms imposed upon her, Hela eagerly anticipated her official training, set to begin at the age of fifteen. It was then that she would step into the role of the Goddess of Mischief, succeeding Loki for ten years. Hela, being immortal and having no concept of time, knew that the future held vast possibilities. She yearned to explore her own potential, forsaking the confines of her princess title.

In the midst of her musings, Hela's thoughts turned to her mother, whom she held great affection for. She admired her mother's intelligence and understanding, appreciating the nurturing bond they shared. Reflecting on the past, Hela chuckled at the memories of suckling on her mother's breasts, finding immense comfort and satisfaction in those tender moments. However, she now recognized the need to distance herself from such infantile habits, as her mother introduced the idea of behaving like a proper princess.

With Alice, the head maid, attending to her, Hela found herself grappling with the expectations placed upon her. Frustrated by the constant reminders to conform to royal etiquette, she sought to expedite the process of dressing herself, fearing her mother's ire. Despite her mischievous nature and occasional vulgar language, there was an undercurrent of wisdom and understanding in Hela that few recognized.

Alice, a former Valkyrie who had assumed the role of head maid, found herself torn between her loyalty to the princess and her duty to uphold the standards of the royal household. She marveled at Hela's physical strength, even without formal training, sensing her potential as a formidable warrior. While Hela's playful antics and nonchalant attitude may have concealed her true nature, Alice glimpsed the wisdom that lay beneath her mischievous façade.

As they made their way to the room where Queen Frigga awaited them, Hela couldn't resist the temptation to playfully interact with the maids along the path. A slap on the rear and a few pranks brought forth her mischievous laughter, serving as a reminder of her unconventional nature.

Amidst the complexities of Asgard and its rigid societal expectations, Hela yearned for a path of her own. Her thirst for knowledge and unyielding spirit set her apart from the rest, while her disdain for blind allegiance to power fueled her desire for change. As Hela prepared to face her mother and the importance of the upcoming conversation, a sense of determination burned within her, shaping her future and the destiny of Asgard itself.