Arc I: Midnight
"Can you not understand how much simpler it is to be ruled?" Loki asked the girl. After twenty minutes of her gushing about her government and her freedom, his patience was at an end. "There is freedom in handing the control over to another," he tried to explain.
Loki watched Darcy quietly. "Do you not feel free now under my reign?" he asked, curious about her answer.
Darcy gazed up at him, unnaturally blue eyes reflecting her complete obedience and adoration. "Of course, my king."
Yet, Loki felt no satisfaction in the answer, turning on his heel and storming away.