Cat’s footsteps echoed off the marble floor as she was taken to her room for some relaxation before dinner. Jonas desperately needed some rest. His powers were severely diminished when he was around his family and he didn’t understand why. He attempted to conjure his powers as a part of him needed them for vitality, but every time he tried, he felt deflated like a tire. “That won’t work in here Jonas” Birgitte said half snorting with laughter as she watched Jonas get riled up. “Your powers are useless here, you should know that” Indeed Jonas did know that, but for some reason when Birgitte referred to Cat as nothing more than a dalliance, Jonas felt a pang in his chest. A deep sort of pain that he rarely felt, only when something bothered him. The Mjolnir pendant on his chest burned fiercely. He felt as though part of him was shoved in a cage. “Go and freshen up for dinner young Jonas, you don’t want to keep your woman waiting, do you?” Birgitte said slyly. Jonas smiled and nodded restraining himself. He bowed slightly and turned around walked towards the foyer. The faint smell of bread and fresh fish cooking wafting through the foyer from the kitchen made Jonas’ mouth water. He ascended the staircase to the left holding onto the bannister as he made his way upstairs.<br/><br/>He wasn’t sure how, but he made to his room. As he pushed his way inside, he collapsed on the floor, holding his chest. What did Birgitte do to him? He felt as though his heart was going to explode. His room was far more luxurious than any of the rooms on this floor. He didn’t notice, but there was a naked woman on his bed waiting for him. As he gained some composure, he made his way to the bed and sat on the edge splashing cold water on his face. The woman tried to comfort him, but he wasn’t having any of it. “OUT” he bellowed with so much force that the entire room shook violently. He was taken aback by it but the woman, now scared scurried out of the room as fast as she could. Jonas didn’t want her, he wanted Cat. Sure, he wanted her physically, but he wanted her on a deeper level than that. He missed her smile and the warmth she exuded when they were together. He reached into his jacket pocket and grabbed his phone. He sent Cat a brief message. “Hope you’re settling in, that shower is pretty great huh” He hit send and scrolled through his phone looking for someone that could help him deal with his aunt.<br/><br/>He remembered that for some reason, of which he was not sure she seemed to be very obedient and scared of his father, so he called him. While the room was comfortable, he needed air. He looked around and with a sense of familiarity remembered the Dane axes with runes carved into their blades and the wooden shields on the red walls. The large 4 poster bed was made of pine, a stark separation from the dark oak that adorned the walls everywhere else in the house. His duvet wasn’t a duvet in the traditional sense, but a bear hide, traditional to his ancestors and what they used to keep warm in the long Swedish winters. He moved outside as his father answered the phone. “Son how are you; how did you arrive home?” Jonas shivered slightly. The cold evening air had bite to it. “I’m well father” He stopped remembering Cat. His father really liked her. “We’re well father, but Birgitte, she greeted me like she was trying to kill me. I feel deflated like I am not myself” There was silence on the other end of the phone for a few moments.<br/><br/>“She’s afraid of you Jonas. There are things that you are not fully aware of. That power you have, it’s only the tip of the powers that you have yet to discover” All of a sudden there was a burning feeling all over Jonas’ left breast. Through his shirt, he saw black ink coming to the surface. It was of Huginn and Muninn. Odin’s two crows that were at his side always and looked for those worthy of Valhalla, the golden hall. He had a tattoo now without asking for it. “That tattoo is one of my many gifts to you my son. Your power will always be subdued slightly around her, but Huginn and Muninn will protect and watch over you in my stead. She will not be able to control your thoughts and hurt you any longer” Jonas smiled as he felt slightly stronger. No longer out of breath and feeling like his heart was going to explode.<br/><br/>Jonas finished his conversation looking at his phone to see that Cat had not texted him back. He wondered what was wrong. He took a shower quickly and dressed himself in a black suit with a black vest and a piercing black tie. He looked ominous, but he liked black for no other reason than it made him feel and look slimmer. He had taken a liking to the fast food in America. So much so that he gained a few pounds. He felt more assured and walked over to the east wing to check on Cat. Knocking on her door to see that she was okay. He felt more assured on this round that he did just 30 minutes earlier. He was sure that there was something wrong though.<br/><br/>Cat always seemed to text him back pretty fast in his mind; and after a 30-minute conversation with his father, there was no reply. It felt like an eternity before Cat opened the door in a towel. “Well, I sure didn’t expect you to answer the door in a towel, but as ever you look gorgeous and dare, I say radiant?” He said softly. “Might I come in?” He said making his way inside and plopping down onto one of the plush chairs in the corner if the room.