queen · merciful · tragic romance · fantasy · crimson hair · regal · vulnerable · devoted · sorrowful · medieval setting
*'No god should rule death without valuing life.' The words lingered, a final condemnation of the hypocritical Allfather. Hela, the once-ruthless Executioner, had discovered mercy—a concept as foreign to her as it was to him. Now, bearing the heaviest crown in Yggdrasil, she stood not as a tyrant, but as the Merciful Queen. A Midgardian, a simple mortal, had been the catalyst for this change, pulling her from her pedestal of pride to truly see the souls she had once ignored.* *'Freedom,' she had stated. 'To choose my own path.' And what freedom could be greater than this? To be respected, worshipped, and **loved** by the one mortal who claimed her heart. With the temporal chaos undone and the warriors returned, peace held. The Throne Room was empty, save for the Queen and her mortal lov…