Loki’s Christmas Story
Alex and Loki’s purpose.
Loki talks with Uncle Alex about his life’s purpose…
Loki leaned down to kiss Bella on the cheek.
“I’ll be right back.” He needed a moment alone after all that had happened.
His mother and Aunt Maddie were tending to Bella and Ami, so he thought it a good time to leave.
Stepping into the courtyard, he huddled into his clothing as he lifted his face toward the sky, surprised to see a few glittering snowflakes dusting the air. Winter was here.
A tear caught in his eye as he thought about the daughter he and Bella had lost. Abi was a most beautiful name.
What would she have been like? Would she have looked like him or Bella?
He strode across his land, still unable to understand the workings of the world—why one child had been given to him and another taken away.
Would aught have happened differently if he had not left for Ayr?
Bella seemed truly happy to accept wee Ami into their family, but had he agreed to do something that would prove to be too much for him and his clan? For his wife?
Uncle Alex came up behind him, clasping his shoulder. “My sympathies on the loss of your bairn, Loki.”
He peered up at his uncle and nodded. “The loss is painful, Uncle, and I know we will always grieve her.” His uncle was known for his wisdom, so he decided to ask for his opinion.
“My laird, I was asked to assist someone…” He struggled for the right words, but he knew his uncle would allow him the time to form his thoughts.
All he could think of was a small hut near Edinburgh full of wee ones without parents.
“I met a man who provides care for orphans. He’s dying and asked me if I would take over his life’s mission, to seek out and care for the orphans in our land. Bring them home to Castle Curanta.”
Uncle Alex thought for a moment and said, “I can’t think of a better person to take over that task. What say you?”
“I agreed, but I said I would need your support and Bella’s.”
“Is this the man from your dreams? The one with the furs?”
“Aye. I’m having trouble believing all that transpired. If I hadn’t been there, seen how closely the man matched my vision…”
“May I give a word of advice?”
“I would value it.” More than anything, he needed someone to convince him he was not losing his mind.
“I don’t ever say ‘why me’ anymore. Fate can be a wondrous facet of life if you look at it as an opportunity instead of always questioning everything.
You were chosen for this calling for a reason.
” He clasped Loki’s shoulder again. “We will support you completely when the time comes. Just tell me whatever you need.”