Hello! This is my first multi-chapter Loki (Thor) Fanfiction. I just wanted to come on here first and put trigger warning and disclaimer. I hope you enjoy the book! Comments are appreciated more than you will ever know!
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Trekkiehood
Trigger Warnings: This story does contain child injury.
Disclaimer: I don't own any recognizable characters. Just my OCs. (Which I'm quite proud of in this story)
Now that that's out of the way, please enjoy!
~TH~
"Loki dear?" A kind voice accompanies the knock. Loki buried his face further in his book. He should have known she would come in any way. "Loki, we have a visitor coming, I was hoping you would show her around." The obviously concerned mother stated.
"Could Thor not do it? Loki answered in a small voice. He could feel his mother's concerned eyes on him. He didn't want to worry her, but he also wanted to be alone.
"Loki," she sat on the bed beside him and gently pushed down the book. He met her eyes then looked away. "You have barely left your room in weeks, and even then it's only because your Father forced you. I am worried about you."
"I'm fine Mother," he said very quietly. Seeing the unconvinced look, he looked her in the eyes. "Really, I am." He tried to smile, but it came out looking sad. Loki feared his mother would stay but was relieved when she stood, smoothing her beautiful green dress, and left.
He was fine. Really he was. "You do not deserve friends Loki, you will never be like Thor." Fandral didn't mean it. Did he? Well, it was true. He wasn't like Thor. Thor was so big and strong, Loki was so small and weak. He brought the book closer to his face as the words began to blur. He wasn't crying. He really wasn't. Crying would require caring.
~L~
"Hello dear." The voice, although kind, caused her to jump. "Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to scare you." The lady smiled, it truly was a beautiful smile. She hadn't seen such a smile since...
"I'm Queen Frigga, and you must be Princess Samire." The small figure nodded, not yet trusting her voice. A loud shout coming from the King's Court caused both ladies to jump. "Could I show you around?" The Queen asked. Samire nodded again. Frigga took her hand and slowly made her way away from the angry voices.
She knew her father did not get along with King Odin, but she had hoped that under the circumstances they would have at least tried. The Queen walked along quietly pointing out each room. Samire paid little attention until they reached two large oak doors.
"This is the Library," Frigga said softly. Samire's eyes widened. The kind Queen noticed her reaction. "Would you like to stay here until your father is done?" She nodded, but then decided she should probably speak.
"Y-yes ma'am. Thank you." Samire stammered. Frigga nodded with a smile and left the girl alone.
Samire picked a random book off the shelf and curled in the corner. She tried to concentrate on the words, but they all seemed to run together. But, she wouldn't cry. She wouldn't. According to her father, she had no reason to cry. "Emotions are for peasants." he would say. She didn't feel. She didn't care. She was a Princess of Nornheim. She wasn't allowed to care. She wasn't crying. She wasn't. Crying would require caring.
~L~
"Odin," The foreign King couldn't keep the resent out of his voice.
"Lamiere," The Allfather sneered. "What brings you here after all this time? Did you finally realize that Nornheim belongs to Asgard."
"Only a fool would conclude such a thing." Lamiere hissed.
Odin stood up in anger, then turning to the guards yelled, "Leave us!" The guards in the room promptly left. "So tell me King Lamiere. What has brought you to my courts? Surely you did not come here to bicker."
"I come to keep the peace between Nornheim and Asgard," Lamiere said in a low growl.
"Oh really, but why..." the sarcastic tone stopped as realization dawned on him. With a small gasp, he whispered, "Aleranita." Lamiere nodded.
"She died of an illness two months past." The King had allowed just a touch of remorse in his voice. They were alone, and not even Odin would dare to use his wife against him.
"I am sorry Lamiere. We may have had our differences, but there was no doubt, Aleranita was special." Odin's voice had softened.
"Yes she was," he said quietly. Straightening his back and with more force, he added. "I heard her brother died in battle."
Odin nodded once, "He died a noble death for the glory of Asgard." Lamiere nodded slowly in return.
"As you know Aleranita was the only reason for our peace. If not for our marriage, we would have gone to war years ago."
"This is true, however, by your presence, I assumed you wish to avoid war?" Odin questioned.
"I wish to avoid bloodshed as Aleranita did." The foreign King answered.
"I think we both know the simplest way to bring peace." Odin hinted.
Catching on, Lamiere was furious. "I will never give you Nornheim. I wish to rule in peace, not under you."
"Surely you must know that there is peace in unity. If we were to unify ourselves..."
"You do not wish for unity, you wish for control!" Lamiere spat.
"Listen here King, you are in my courts in my kingdom, and you will show me respect!" The Allfather shouted.
Lamiere stood his ground. "I only wish for you to understand what I am asking for. Peace. Unless of course, you wish for war. Maybe that has been your plan all along!"
Odin glared at the King from Nornheim. "I do not wish for war," he said in a low voice. "I wish for unity. Something you seem to avoid. It would be simple really, I would let you rule until your death, then I would simply allow one of my boys to be King in your stead."
"I will never let an Asgardian rule Nornheim." Lamiere sneered.
"You will not?" Odin mocked. "What of your wife? Who do you plan to rule after you? Surely not your daughter. You have no sons, and need I remind you that your daughter is indeed half Asgardian?"
The King's eyes lit up with hatred. "My wife was not a typical Asgardian, and my daughter has been raised in the Kingdom and customs of Nornheim."
"That does not change her heritage. The way you were raised does not change the parentage." Odin said almost flippantly.
"You will leave my daughter out of this!" He shouted. Staring the Allfather in the eyes he said, "I will be back twice a week until you have peace, or you have waged war." With that, he briskly turned and walked away.
Odin watched him leave silently. He was unsure of what to make of that encounter. What did Lamiere wish for? Peace, or an excuse for war? He was nearly startled by his wife appearing at his side.
"That Lamiere, he is an odd one. Very loyal to Nornheim, yet equally loyal to his Asgardian wife and daughter," he mumbled.
"It's called love dear." Frigga murmured. Then louder, "Do you truly believe what you said?" Odin gave her a questioning look. "That regardless of how they are raised, their heritage will show through."
Odin sighed with realization. "I do not know, I supposed we will have to wait and see."