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many centuries these humans still don’t believe in the gods. How
foolish they are.’
Loki rubbed his hands over his chin. ‘Now, what mischief can I
conjure up? Changing their minds about the existence of the Norse
gods would help. Or, I could shape-shift into a savage beast. Better
still, I could show them what a real god looks like instead of the
pathetic specimen they chose to play me. Yes, what an interesting
thought; playing myself seems the best option. I guarantee carnage
and mayhem tomorrow. Oh... If only Freya could see me now?’
He grinned as he licked his lips with expectation. ‘Maybe
tomorrow is going to be a fun day after all.’
A flash of light and a goddess swathed in pure white robes
appeared. “I think I’d like to join in your mischief Loki. I can’t have
a human woman looking as beautiful as I, can I?”
Loki bowed low to Freya, the Goddess of Sex and Fertility. “My
wonderful Goddess of Love and Infidelity, what a pleasure to see you
again.” His scornful laughter faded away as he disappeared in a wisp
of smoke.
Freya smiled. ‘I’ll play Loki at his own game. Whilst he plays
himself, I’ll take the place of the long-haired girl with generous lips. I
can visualise his shocked face when he realises I’m undermining his
every word and deed. And when he eventually returns to our home in
Asgard, I’m sure Odin and the other gods will be generous with their
sarcasm.’
‘After all his malicious acts against me, the sweet taste of revenge
will soon be mine.’