A/N: This story will have violence, torture (both mental and physical) and sex scenes in later chapters...you have been warned
This is my first Thor fanfic so please be gentle LOL
Loki sat in his dungeon cell staring at a small candle flame. During the day he'd be chained up with that vile serpant dripping its painful venom onto him. His once princely emerald clothes had been replaced with an old beige tunic and trousers, when he was chained up he lacked even that. A collar was fixed around Loki's neck which sapped his magic so even with his Jotun blood he was no better than a human. It had been almost a year since his coup attempt in Midgard and he was still bitter and twisted about it. Loki watched the flame dance it was very calming. The door to the dungeons opened and Thor walked in. Loki could see him out of the corner of his eye but continued to watch the flame. "Have you come to gloat?" asked Loki coldly. Thor sat down in the chair opposite Loki's cell.
"I would not do that, brother. Why do you always ask me that?"
"It just seems like something 'The Mighty Thor' would do" Loki snorted
"I didn't come here to argue brother I came to see how you are" said Thor sincerely. How does he think I'm doing, idiot thought Loki fixating on the flame still. "Why are you staring at that flame?" Thor asked wondering about Loki's fixation.
"I find watching the flame flicker is very calming"
"Really? Well here's something I think you'll find quite amusing one of us may be getting married soon" said Thor candidly. What? Loki stopped looking at the flame and shifted his gaze to Thor. Loki started laughing.
"I think too much of that snakes acid has fallen onto me it sounded like you said one of us would be getting married"
"That's right, Father told me today. Apparently before he became king there was a war between Asgard and a realm completely separate from the Nine Realms known as Stygia. From what Father says it's a vile realm of chaos populated with sorcerers and warriors that abandon honour for dark magic. When we were young, before Father went to Jotunheim the Kings of Stygia agreed to a truce with Father, one of the conditions was that one of us would marry the daughter of the Witch-King, the king of the sorcerers in Stygia."
"Well I'm sure you'll be safe here. I'm the one Father's dying to get rid of"
"Loki, don't think like that, Father still loves you, you are still a son of Asgard" Thor said soothingly
"All I've ever wanted is to be your equal and for Father to be proud of me but nooooo, you two couldn't even give me that" Loki said "and now I have to spend my days either writhing in agony or sit in this cell and think about what I did" he continued sarcastically. Thor rolled his eyes and stood up.
"When you've finished wallowing in self-pity I'll come and speak to you again"
"Bye Brother" said Loki chirpily.
As Thor exited the dungeon he saw Lady Sif waiting for him. "I know what you're going to say but he is still my brother." Thor said dutifully. Sif smiled.
"Actually I accepted that you'll love Loki no matter what he does. What I wanted to know is your opinion of these Stygians" she said
"I don't know I haven't ever seen one"
"I have, when I was still just a warrior maiden proving myself. We travelled to Stygia a monstrous place. The walls of the city look like a half rotted carcass that's bones have pierced through the flesh. I still have nightmares of what I saw in that abysmal land. I don't trust the Stygians they are monsters, cruel, vile people who delight in the pain and suffering of others, they corrupt and defile wherever they go" Sif said bitterly
"I'm sure they aren't that horrible" Thor said in disbelief at Sif's words
"You'll see what I mean when they arrive. The All-Father sent me to let you know that the Princess, one of the Princes and a compliment of their Imperial Guard will be arriving tomorrow." Sif looked down as if she was remembering something painful. "Excuse me Thor" she said leaving abruptly. Thor was un-nerved by Sif's departure it was not like her to express such emotional pain. He left the royal palace and headed to Heimdall. The Gatekeeper stood ever proud and vigilant. "Heimdall" said Thor. "What do you know of the Stygians?"
"They cannot be trusted" said Heimdall. "They travel through darkness so thick even I cannot see them. Anyone who hides in the abyss cannot be trusted"
"Surely you can see them try to enter Asgard"
"I try but it is not easy, be careful Thor the last one to evade my gaze was Loki" said Heimdall. "My orders are to let them through though, if it keeps the peace than I will obey."
The next day a grand feast was being prepared most of the Asgardians were wary of the visitors that would come to their halls nevertheless they decorated lavishly and prepared to serve the most decadent cuisine. Frigga was nervously pacing the halls wanting everything to be done swiftly. "Mother" said Thor approaching. "Will Loki be dining with us?"
"I'm afraid your Father has forbidden it. If the Witch-Princess wishes to meet Loki then so be it but I think he's hoping she won't chose him." Replied Frigga
"Why would he worry about Loki marrying?"
"If Loki marries the Witch-Princess he will not only be the King of the Stygian sorcerers but he will need to leave Asgard. Your Father worries Loki has not abandoned his resentment and may seek vengeance"
"But you don't agree?" asked Thor
"I knew the Witch-Queen, Stygian women aren't like us they are far stronger they keep their husbands bound to them in a very….intimate web. Both mentally and physically, Loki would delight in such attention"
"Do Stygians not love?" asked Thor
"Not like us or the mortals Stygian love is….well it's different and extremely complex." Frigga said seemingly becoming more confused the more she thought of it. "Just try to keep an open mind" she smiled.
Heimdall could see the visitors approaching and called for Sif and the Warriors Three to escort them to the hall. Heimdall used his sword to open up the Bifrost bolts of lightning started appearing as the party arrived through the swirling vortex. Heimdall removed his sword and Sif approached the visitors, a small company of guards wearing thick black armour stood next to them. Both had ghostly pale skin as if they had never spent a day in the sun. The young woman was one of the most beautiful creatures Sif had seen, she had large, seductive pale grey eyes and long wavy dark hair that looked black from afar but on closer inspection was brown and immaculate in its style. She wore a headdress with black twisted spiralling horns like those of a ram that almost touched her shoulders her jewellery was silver and adorned with purple jewels, crystals and pearls her clothes were hidden from sight by a full length black cloak. The young man had long, thick black hair and a short beard like Thor's his piercing eyes were red and matched those of a killer. He had silver & black war paint on his face and wore black spiked armour with a black cape attached to it. The man carried in one hand his helmet which, like his armour was black and spiked with black twisted horns on the crown and in the other he carried an axe which was newly sharpened. He stepped towards Lady Sif who glowered at him untrusting and held out his helmet. "As a gesture of peace I offer my helmet" he said with a deep cold voice.
"Shouldn't you offer your axe instead?" asked Volstagg. The young man gave him a look that would freeze a frost giant.
"And how would I be able to protect my sister if I did that? Surely you do not wish me to use my fists?" he replied. Sif took the man's helmet.
"We accept your offer of peace. Welcome to Asgard, please follow us" she said as if the words poisoned her as she spoke. The young man smiled slightly and nodded.
The party arrived in the hall the young man walked forward until he was opposite Odin and bowed. "Greetings Odin, I am Prince Belial IV, son of the Witch-King of Stygia." He turned to the beautiful girl who everyone was admiring. "May I present, my sister, Princess Morgana, future Witch-Queen of Stygia" he said the beautiful woman stepped forward and undid her cloak and let it fall to the floor revealing her full body. She wore a short top made of a beautiful black material that sparkled like it had been cut out of the night sky, it showed her perfectly flat mid-rift and hour-glass figure she had curves in all the right places. A slit in her full length skirt of the same material showed her long slender legs. The Princess curtseyed. "The Kings of Stygia send their greetings, Odin" she said politely she had a bittersweet voice, the type of voice that could hurt or heal. "They hope with this union the relationship between our Peoples will be much improved"
"That is also my hope" said Odin. "May I present my eldest son, Thor." Thor stood up and bowed before the woman. Morgana smiled and curtseyed.
"Where is your other son?" asked Prince Belial sternly
"I am afraid Loki is…..unavailable to attend the banquet" said Odin. Belial's face went red and he grabbed his axe.
"Does he think my sister unworthy of his time?" he growled angrily. Sif and the Warriors Three readied themselves for battle but before anyone could say anything Morgana put her hand on her brother's shoulder.
"Peace brother I believe that the second brother is incarcerated" she said gently. "I will see him when I'm ready." She snarled coldly and Belial sheaved his axe. Morgana turned to Odin. "Please forgive my brother's impertinence, he can be quite protective"
"Of course" said Odin watching Belial. "Now please join us, we have quite the feast ready".
After the feast, Thor was charged with escorting Morgana. The two of them went outside to view the gardens. "The flowers here are very different to those on Stygia" said Morgana admiring an Azalea
"What are your flowers like?"
"Unlike here Stygia is quite dark. Most of the flowers are in full bloom under the moonlight."
"Tell me about your people"
"Well we have two Kings. The Witch-King who rules the sorcerers and the War-King who rules the warriors. Before a King gives up the throne he must pick an heir if he cannot choose or wishes for more time the children of each King must compete against each other for the title." Morgana said. How can they pitch their own children to fight one another? Thor thought this idea monstrous. "It settles a lot of sibling disputes. As I am the only sorcerer in this generation I naturally will take my Father's place once I am wed and he steps off the throne. But that didn't stop me from challenging my brother to a fight it is a good way to resolve disputes and provides entertainment for our people"
"I see if you don't mind my asking, my lady, why did your people attack Asgard?" Thor asked. Morgana smiled as though she was trying to understand the thunder-god.
"I do not mind, originally we came to Asgard in search of slaves. Some resistance was expected but the Asgardians proved much more formidable than anticipated when my people tried to retreat they were slaughtered. That's how the war began" she said calmly. How can she be so candid about slaves? "My people have a great want of slaves they provide the bulk of our servants and labour force" she explained seeing Thor's confusion. "I use three but they are only used for my pleasure"
"You speak of them as if they were toys"
"Tell me Thor, have you ever had a lover?" she asked simply. Thor was taken slightly aback by how blunt this girl was.
"Well, yes but…"
"It is no different, sexuality is an important part of life and an important part of Stygian society" Morgana's eyes shifted and she smiled sweetly. Thor noticed how mesmerizing her pale eyes were like two prisms causing light to dance. She placed her hands on each side of Thor's head lacing his golden hair through her long elegant fingers. Thor started to feel light-headed at Morgana's touch he couldn't think and couldn't speak. It was like he wasn't in control of his mind. Morgana removed her hands and sighed. "No" she said simply. "I wish to see Loki now" she said bluntly before turning and heading back towards the palace.
Loki was sleeping, the snake had been particularly gluttonous for Loki's screams of pain it was so tiring being in so much pain but he took solace in being able to sleep and dream. At least that could never be taken away from him. "Loki" he heard Thor's voice calling him. Loki moaned and attempted to swat Thor away.
"Go away" he mumbled sleepily then an unfamiliar female giggle entered his sleeping mind. Loki's eyes opened at the realization that Thor was not alone. He rolled over slowly, no woman was gonna make the God of Mischief get out of bed. "What do you want, brother?" Loki asked in the middle of a yawn
"You have a visitor" said Thor. "Princess Morgana of Stygia". Morgana stepped forward observing Loki stretching and sitting up on his bed. Loki stood and bowed.
"I apologise, my lady I've just risen after a day of being tortured, you must think me a fright" he said apathetically as if he was reciting a script.
"Loki!" snapped Thor. "Be respectful!"
"It's alright Thor, please give us a moment" said Morgana smiling wickedly at Loki.
"I'll be outside call if he gives you any trouble" Thor whispered and Morgana nodded. When the door closed Morgana approached Loki.
"I've always thought jealousy was an under-rated emotion, it's perfectly healthy when you think about it" she said watching him like a predator watches its prey
"Evert your eyes witch! Don't think you can claw your way into my mind!" Loki snapped. "My brother may not be aware of your tricks but I am"
"Of course you are….you've used them yourself" Morgana smiled. "Suppose you do become an equal to your brother, suppose you even become King of Asgard, what then?" she asked. Loki stayed silent. "You haven't really thought about it have you? So long you've been competing you know nothing else. You want to be a king? Then join me" she said sitting next to Loki. "Together we'll pit armies against one another like a chess game, collect our due of pain and wash our hands in blood, your mouth still waters at real power I'm offering the chance for you to have it" she smiled
"And what if that's not what I want?" said Loki coldly
"If it's not then you can just enjoy the perks of ruling until you decide what you do want" Morgana replied. Loki raised an eyebrow seemingly becoming more receptive to Morgana or perhaps just interested in her.
"How old are you girl?"
"I confess I have only just turned six hundred"
"You are barely an adolescent; I have no interest in tutoring a girl to be a woman"
"You forget I am Stygian I may be young but I am a woman and I need no tuition" she said coldly. Loki ran his eyes up and down her and found himself with a side-smile when he looked at the Princess's pale grey eyes.
"You are very….well-endowed and spirited…" Loki trailed off, at this point he wasn't sure what he was saying. His head began to hurt, Loki suddenly realised what she was doing. "Stop trying to dominate my mind!" he snapped. Morgana looked at him smiling innocently.
"I don't know what you mean" she said teasingly standing up
"I know what Stygian women do, they stare into the darkest parts of the mind to find a receptive mate" Loki said accusingly
"A learned man, I see. That's not totally true, we look to see if the male would ever love us" Morgana said sweetly
"Look" said Loki holding his hands together. "It's not that I'm not attracted to you, I am but we barely know each other and I'm not really comfortable wi-" Loki's rant was suddenly cut short by Morgana grabbing Loki's head between her hands and kissing him. Though Loki was quite shocked that any woman would find him attractive, after all he wasn't exactly a pinnacle of Asgardian manliness. He found himself running his hands down the contours of Morgana's body he liked the feeling of a woman's curves even more when the soft, warm lips were locked with his. His enjoyment turned to anxiety when he noticed that he was starting to become very aroused he was about to push the young witch away but she let go of him herself and stepped back as if sensing his nerves. She licked her lips and smiled before walking to the dungeon doors.
"Odin I must admit, neither I nor my sister expected such a warm welcome to your halls" said Prince Belial. "Perhaps it's the prospect of my little sister marrying or the break from all the competing for the throne" he raised his goblet again. "Or maybe I'm just happily drunk". Odin laughed
"I'll drink to that" he said the two of them threw their empty goblets on the floor and bellowed for more drink. "I'm sure Princess Morgana will find Thor a most suitable match" said Odin. Belial waved his finger from side to side.
"I learned very early that nobody can ever predict what a suitable match for a Stygian woman is. Things'd be a lot simpler if they could" Belial smiled drunkenly. Frigga came in shaking her head at the two drunken men. "By all the mail of my ancestors you are the most welcome sight, my lady" Belial smiled
"I see you two are having fun" said Frigga
"We'd be having more fun if that blasted wine would come" grumbled Odin
"You are a lucky man Odin, to have such a beauty on your arm"
"Are you not married, Prince Belial?" asked Frigga. Belial stumbled to his feet.
"Alas, I am not. If I was I'd be lucky to find a woman as lovely as you, my lady" he said. He looked to the door to see Thor and Morgana enter. "But here's my little sister. No doubt come to tell us who she's chosen"
"I have" smiled Morgana. "I wish to marry Loki". Odin looked shocked at the witch's statement.
"I'm sorry Morgana but that's not possible" he insisted
"Do you wish to say you will not comply with the conditions of our truce?" Morgana said coldly. "You signed a truce in your blood that you would let me choose which of your sons to marry as part of the terms of our truce and I choose Loki. If you do not honour the terms you will be committing an act of war" she snarled. Odin put his head in his hand.
"What says Loki?" he asked his voice slightly muffled.
"He doesn't think you'll let him go" said Thor. He stepped forward. "I love Loki, no matter what he has done, he's still my brother. Perhaps this marriage will be good for him" he said. Odin looked up pensively.
"Let it never be said that we do not honour our truce. Asgard will fulfil its promise Loki will go with Morgana to Stygia where they will marry" he said. "Guards, have Loki dressed and ready to leave"
A/N: A big thanks to SanguineNoctis for the story advice and for writing such awesome fics xxx