First note: the fanfic takes place during Thor 2, precisely when:
- Loki is warned of Frigga's death;
- Thor goes visiting him in the dungeons;
Side note: there has been no beta-reading. I'm not an English native so there might be mistakes - no, there will certainly be mistakes. If you find any, just point them out and I'll be eternally grateful!
Everything is trembling inside you.
No, it is not because you are cold. After all, Coldness is your only Father - out of all three - who has ever been your friend.
But rage is not. Rage is that tremor that triggers from the depths of your being and it is hot and alien to your soul. If cold cannot affect your jotun armor, rage has the advantage of rising from your heart.
You even wear this heart of yours on your sleeve now, exposing it to the cold of a room for everyone to see. You, yes you, you who have always tried to stifle its voice behind a mask of apathy!
You might want to take the stairs to the left, you remember telling him.
Your fault. You served him victory on a silver platter and he, in return, threw the tray back at you. It hurts, and your heart feels a bite of cold. Burning cold, cold pain. Is this what others feel when they touch your true skin?
Keep on destroying the furniture, Loki. But if the racket of the breaking wood is not enough to cover those sobs that you do not want to hear, just remember that sooner or later everything will be finished.
That your heart is burning from rage and needs time to cool down. That revenge is a dish best consumed cold.
It is with that thought in your mind that, eventually, you force a smile at your brother standing on the other side of the glass. You know time has come to pick up that plate and put an end to this exchange. In the end, mortals say third time's a charm. There will not be a fourth.
For you will be the one to eat from that plate: and you will pierce Kurse with a fork.
I know there has been a fourth exchange with the same, uh, fork. But I'm sure poor Loki hadn't seen that coming, and after all he did kill Kurse, didn't he? And I also know that the original saying goes "revenge is a dish best served cold", but... fanfic purposes! :D
Hope you liked it!