Hela and Ina walked hand in hand towards the house, in slow steps they walked amid kisses, whispers and laughter.
Dinner with Loki was something really memorable, he was fun and he could talk about everything.
Hela was more like her father than she realized, and Ina was especially pleased to hear father and daughter interact so peacefully.
It was a reassuring feeling of familiarity and sweetness.
The night was pleasant, the breeze was gentle.
The weather was cold, but Hela kept Ina from feeling cold.
The two shared the same air and the same heat.
Hela kept her arms around Ina, the two kept warm in an embrace.
The two women did not hide the passion in their gestures.
There was no surprise, their destinies were intertwined.
They loved each other completely.
Ina had lived for a long time in a place where there were no seasons other than summer and spring, but for the first time, she felt filled with warmth even as the icy sensation beat against her body.
