whose_son_am_i | Meme-shenanigans and Continuations.

"I'll probably do a bit of traditional doctoring, but the Sanctum is one of the holds for the master's of the mystical arts. I've basically gotten a sorceress promotion." She chuckles. It's both because of who she is and how strong she's gotten, Stephen trusts her to care for the Sanctum, and trusts Loki to protect Christine.

"Will you be teaching others? Either in healing or in witchcraft? Sorry, Sorcery? I think there's a difference based on what you've shared with me." Ingrid said with an apologetic smile.

"There are acolytes already there, so she very well might. But I suspect she'll do a bit of teaching in all three." Loki added.

"I'll definitely be the go to teacher for magical healing as I'm the most versed in it."

Christine hears that bit of pride in Loki's voice, which always makes her happy.

"And I'm bringing my most trusted protector with me." She gives Loki's arm a little squeeze.

"I am glad to hear that. You will still visit though, yes?" Ingrid asked.

"All the time." Christine reassures her friend. "This has become my second home, I very much like it here."

"We very much consider you one of us." Ingrid said brightly. "You were the first to help us, and have stayed with us since. Besides being one of my good friends, I am glad to call you trusted colleague and mentor. We've been mostly making strides helping in our host nation, but have also been collaborating with Wakanda. There are plans to try and expand even further with aid in the form of knowledge to other countries as well. Our focus has mostly been in poorer nations, which has meshed well with Wakanda's goals too."

Christine was very much going to be one of them, marrying the prince.

"You are a wonderful person Ingrid and an incredible healer, I'm lucky to have you." Christine finally lets go of Loki to hug her friend.

Ingrid hugged her back just as tightly. "I'm lucky to know you, Christine. You also have to come join my family and I for dinner sometime during this season. Or maybe lunch, since I don't know how full your schedule is."

"Of course. Lunch is probably better for me."

She's likely to be busy in the evening as Loki's now betrothed.

"We'll make it Lunch then." Ingrid nodded, then lowered her voice so that only Christine and Loki might here. "I'm also hopeful, although it's still early---but my husband and I will hopefully have a child in spring."

Christine absolutely beams.

"Oh Ingrid! Congratulations!" She gives the woman another hug. Christine has wondered if she and Loki would even be able to have a child, not that she's in any hurry.

Ingrid smiles fondly, and a bit shyly, at the hug. "It's still early, although I've taken tips from you and have some good help and healers to assist me. I'll keep you informed, my friend."

"If you need anything, let me know, I can send you to the very best human doctors if you need."

Christine would likely send Ingrid some pre-natal vitamins, she may be an Asgardian, but extra nutrients can't hurt.

The orchestra has started playing a sweet waltz.

"I finally get to dance at one of these." Christine is grinning.

"You'll be one of the first, Christine." Ingrid promised, and then her smile widened for her friend. "Oh good. I look forward to a few myself. Birgir is here, doing some of his own mingling at the moment." Her husband, one of the few who'd come to Earth with decent combat skills already. He served with the growing New Asgard defense guardians. Built more like Thor than Loki, but slightly shorter. Christine had met him on occasion and he was a soft spoken but kind man who could be as fierce as a wolf.

"I'll see you out on the dance floor." Christine grins, she's curious to see how good on his feet Birgir is.

"Shall we?" She turns to Loki to offer a hand to him.

"If you want." Loki said, head canting with an amused smile. "Ingrid, we'll speak later." He said politely, before moving to whisk Christine on to the dance floor.

It wouldn't be long probably before Ingrid and Birgir joined in, with the man surprisingly light on his feet for someone so big.

Christine finally gets to dance with Loki in public. They make a stunning pair, moving with a practiced ease. It's now that they are really turning heads.

They were, for it was rare that Loki danced. Much less danced with someone. That was turning heads more than anything else, although there was still some surprise when Thor and Sif joined in too. Surprisingly graceful as they moved together. The dance floor filled with other dignitaries and diplomats.

The dance floor was quickly filling up, with both the King and the Prince out dancing.

This is wonderful.

I'm glad. A pause in his mental voice, as they passed some of those simply watching, and while Loki's expression was as neutral as ever, Christine might notice his eyes had hardened slightly. Be prepared, I've heard a click of a few camera-phones, and spotted at least one.

are you worried?

She knew being at all public would lead to being full out in the open. Christine had been mentally preparing for this for months.

Yes and no. It's not as if I haven't been snapped by paparazzi already in various locations. Again, I worry for you.

I wouldn't have been with you this long if I didn't expect it to eventually come out. I'm very equipped to handle myself now.

If she wanted to she could quiet the whole crowd. Christine is ready to take on whatever comes with being Loki's partner.

You *are* stronger than most suspect. It often surprises me briefly, still--though I don't mean that to sound as condescending as it does. It is a pleasant surprise, and part of why I've fallen so hard for you.

It was equally as likely that the photos would be personal keepsakes, as that some would appear in the papers and news. Unfortunately, Loki couldn't take out the cameras without taking out other electronics.

Are any of the people taking pictures extra suspicious? And thank you, I know you like that I'm dangerous now.

She gives him a grin, Christine is ready to do some nudging or emotional manipulation if she needs to.

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