Loki looked at the young maiden with intriguing curiosity as she replaced the now warm towel on his forehead with a fresh cold one. She did not flinch or look to be at unease.
"You must have been deeply in love with her." Her sweet voice sounded.
He frowned with confusion and inquired back, "whatever do you mean?"
"You seem to be always think of her at your unconscious state, sometimes I could hear you call out to her." She pulled a chair and sat beside his bed.
"Well, amuse me with your findings?" he led her on.
"I may be a mere servant, but the tales of your past escapades do travel around." She started off.
He made a slight chuckle as the thoughts of his youth wasted between skirts and the intimate flesh which lied beneath them came back to him.
"Although I do not know exactly who, I know it is not the Lady Alana." She continued on.
"Alana was rumored to be my greatest love. Please enlighten me on what would make you think differently." He answered back in a bitter manner at the mention of the late Alana.
"If I may be so bold..." her voice started.
"Go ahead, lass." He dared her to say more.
There was a brief moment of dead silence before she caught up with the courage to speak once more.
"The Lady Alana was not your greatest love, but she was your longest one." She paused," You would have acted differently if she truly held a place dear in your heart."
"Like how?" he seemed to want to hear more.
"For starters you would have stayed faithful during your time together." She spoke out.
"Please note that even happily married men visit pleasure taverns every so often. There is nothing wrong with fulfilling bodily needs that one woman cannot handle, it is just the nature of men." He defended his adulterous ways.
"Given your authority as a member of the royal family, you could have elevated her to a wife instead of demeaning her as a consort." She pointed out another note.
"Lass, you are too low on the ladder to know that the second son's marriage is often used to negotiate treaties with other realms. As stable was Asgard was then, without the consent of Odin there will always be no way to swear in holy matrimony." He dismissed the thought at once.
"Fine, but if you truly loved her then you would have never allowed her to suffer to the point where her sanity was questioned." She seemed to hit it spot on.
Loki remained silent in attempt to hear her next sentence.
"You entrapped her in a game where you would lure her one moment and then lash out and push her away the next." Her eyes let out a single tear drop before she wiped it away," You pushed her to the point where she lost hope and had to take her own life in order to escape your lasting torments."
The fire of hatred fueled deep within him as he got up and his hands gripped themselves on her frail shoulders.
"Just how would you know…you mere servant?" He hissed at her.
She remained calm and brushed his hands off of her with ease," I served the Lady Alana and befriended her shortly before her passing."
Just gonna stand there and watch me burn
Lillian remembered how she listened to her mistress's recalling of all the times the Prince Loki had hurt her. There were times where he would flirt and show slight gestures of intimacy with other women in front of her. Then there were times where he would "forget" to inform her not to visit his chamber to only have her find him in midst of lusty passions with another.
But that's alright because I like the way it hurts
Lillian did not understand why her mistress was so deeply fascinated and hopelessly in love with a demon in disguise when it had already revealed its true nature to her. The Lady Alana would list the times where she was blissfully ecstatic to be with him. It seemed the "silver tongue" enchanted her.
Just gonna stand there and hear me cry
There were times where the mistress even confirmed that she was in love with a cruel sadistic man. She confessed that at times she felt like she was worthless. She knew that she was suffering and she knew even more that it was killing her from the inside out.
But that's alright because I love the way you lie
But her mistresses seemed too disorientated to free herself from this entanglement of deceit. She was too in love with the man to realize his fatal shortcomings.
"I love the way you lie." The young maid said out loud, "Does this phrase ring a bell?"
I can't tell you what it really is
He tried to hint her on the pressure he had to endure daily throughout his life to be compared to the Golden Son and now confirmed heir to the throne. But she was just a mere woman; she will never understand the weight of being a back-up prince.
I can only tell you what it feels like
Since he was at loss of words and she seemed to dim-minded by questions of her beauty and place by his side to truly listen to him. He attempted to show her what it felt like to be a mere decoration by inflicting the same pain on her.
And right now there's a steel knife in my windpipe
He wanted to just go straight ahead and confront her about the stress, but eyes are ever so watchful and ears are ever so alert and he could not afford to show more weakness. Once again he had to choose to remain stoic to his failing emotions.
I can't breathe but I still fight while I can fight
Odin had made it clear to him and Thor in private that he had already chosen his heir, but they still had to put up a show for the public and the enemy to think that the choice still remained unclear.
As long as the wrong feels right it's like I'm in flight
If the All-Father wanted him to continue to fight for a chance to regain the throne and his favour then he will continue to attempt to steal Thor's spotlight.
High off her love, drunk from her hate,
Alana made him feel like he was the luckiest man alive to have the unquestioned devotion and adoration of such a noble and sentimental beauty. Then there were days where he mocked her at her shallowness when she inquired if her beauty was all she was worth and if her spot beside him was endangered. The times when she tried to make his jealous when she mingled at court with other fellow amused him with its utter failure.
It's like I'm huffing paint and I love her the more I suffer, I suffocate
It was trouble from the start as they were both so insecure and demanded attention, but it was like loving the opposite sex version of oneself. One knows that they are terrible but can't help but to be so enchanted by their own individual.
And right before I'm about to drown, she resuscitates me
She was more than another person to warm his bed and cater to his needs, she was also his moral support and she seemed to encourage him to keep going.
She fucking hates me and I love it.
He knew there were times when she despised him to her core, but it pleased him to know that his words of persuasion soon changed her mind.
"Wait! Where you going?"
There was a time when she tried to call it quits…
"I'm leaving you!"
It seemed like she finally made up her mind to opt for a healthier relationship…
"No you ain't. Come back."
But he never gave her the chance to regain herself…
We're running right back.
He only pulled her back into despair…
Here we go again
to suffer with together with him.
It's so insane cause when it's going good, it's going great
They seemed to loose themselves in the good times and completely ignored all the signs that the bad times warned them to part ways.
I'm Superman with the wind at his back, she's Lois Lane
He felt unstoppable when she graced at his side and they looked on to the people wishing that they were in their spots.
But when it's bad it's awful, I feel so ashamed I snapped
There was a time he lost control…
Who's that dude?
He eyed the message to her before he had the man's throat in his vice grip and held up against a wall.
"I don't even know his name."
She pleaded frantically for him to release to what it now seems like a young man, a man who only wanted to inform the lady of her close resemblance to his late sister.
I laid hands on her, I'll never stoop so low again
When he had released the young man who had soon fled, she screamed at him for his actions. He had enough of people telling him how Thor would have handled everything better than him and cracked.
He slapped her. The contact was so great that it made her slam onto the floor with a bruised cheek with tears of anger and fear ruining her fair face.
He now felt so disgusted at himself for his actions.
I guess I don't know my own strength
He never knew just how much he would hurt those he held so dear to his heart.
Lillian looked at the man who was anguish as he was once again lost in his thoughts. It seemed like that the relationship had its flaws in both of them. Each side has got their own stories to tell of how it has escalated to death.
Just gonna stand there and watch me burn
She remembered how her mistresses would shout into her mirror while her hands threatened to smash it into pieces.
But that's alright because I like the way it hurts
Then her mistress would break down in tears and in fetal position at a corner, whimpering how she was a masochist.
Just gonna stand there and hear me cry
She was warned before by others not to intervene when the mistress was "lost" as the last girl before her became disfigured. She could only watch from afar as she witnessed the once lovely lady fade in bitterness.
But that's alright because I love the way you lie
Then once the young mistress lost all energy to continue, she would retreat back into denial. Deep down Lillian knew it was better for her to refuse to acknowledge her "illness" since it still allowed her to hold to any last shred of sanity she may still have left. She said nothing as she kept calm and carried on.
"I love the way you lie"
She would hear her beloved mistress whimper while deep in slumber.
"I love the way you lie" Those six words echoed in his mind.
You ever love somebody so much you can barely breathe when you're with 'em
He loved Alana, but he never had loved her as much as he had loved her.
You meet and neither one of you even know what hit 'em
He was glad for her companionship, but he always knew he would still be the same if she had left him.
Got that warm fuzzy feeling
His body never gave him that same sensation when he was with her.
Yeah, them chills you used to get 'em
He knew what real selfless love was, but ever since she had left they became no more.
Now you're getting fucking sick of looking at 'em
Sometimes they were too alike, as Alana's tenderness seemed to mirror hers. It seemed to mock him that he would never get the things he craved the most, although the runner-up came pretty close.
You swore you'd never hit 'em; never do nothing to hurt 'em
He vowed himself to be a gentleman and never to resort to physical torments…after what happened last time.
Now you're in each other's face spewing venom in your words when you spit them
But that young vixen knew exactly how to ignite the fire as she lashed out at the points he held most sensitive.
You push, pull each other's hair, scratch, claw, bit 'em
He never threw the first assault; he only tried to shield himself from her fury.
Throw 'em down, pin 'em
He could only restrain her underneath him while he tried to cool himself down as she struggled for freedom in both physical and psychological ways.
So lost in the moments when you're in them
Sometimes he wanted so desperately to lose himself and just let go and let the beast rage on.
It's the rage that took over it controls you both
There were far too many secrets they both kept from each other and it hallowed their sanity.
So they say you're best to go your separate ways
There were numerous occasions where both friends and families suggested that perhaps parting ways was the best remedy.
Guess that they don't know you 'cause today that was yesterday
But it was a vicious cycle…
Yesterday is over, it's a different day
They fight and then they make up…
Sound like broken records playing over but you promised her
Sometimes it seemed like a blur but they needed faith.
Next time you show restraint
He vowed to respect her privacy as he told her to respect his. Apparently, there was now a border that kept them apart.
You don't get another chance
He knew how crucial each time was after the other…
Life is no Nintendo game
with each breakup, the final parting awaited eagerly on the other side.
But you lied again
But he couldn't help himself; after all he was the God of Deceit.
Now you get to watch her leave out the window
He still remembered that night when she came to tell him her final goodbyes, and how the guards dragged her away as he watched from his cell without knowing then what the future awaited.
Guess that's why they call it window pane
He now knows that his love will only get others killed either it was done by him, another, or even themselves in Alana's case.
Lillian placed her hand on his shoulders to restrain him from banging his head onto the wall another time.
"Just gonna stand there and watch me burn" Lillian spoke.
"But that's alright because I like the way it hurts "Her voice remained emotionless.
"Just gonna stand there and hear me cry "The emptiness in her voice taunted him.
"But that's alright because I love the way you lie "She paused as he managed to look her in the eyes.
"I love the way you lie" She stated finally.
"I love the way you lie "he repeated back in despair.
Now I know we said things, did things that we didn't mean
There were times where he wished he could take back what he had said and what he had done.
And we fall back into the same patterns, same routine
He knew deep down that no matter what he could have done to reverse the damage, there would still be the haunting death awaiting those he loved dearly.
But your temper's just as bad as mine is
Alana was like a wild cat when she was not done with being sincere, and that was what attracted him to her.
You're the same as me
He saw a bit of him in her, and he wanted to know what it may feel like to love someone like him.
But when it comes to love you're just as blinded
Unfortunately, he failed to see that Alana never got a happy ending to her previous relationship much like him.
Baby, please come back
He wanted her badly right now.
It wasn't you, baby it was me
He wanted to tell her that it was his fault that things turned out like this.
Maybe our relationship isn't as crazy as it seems
He wanted to convince her once more to give them another try and maybe this time things will turn out for the better.
Maybe that's what happens when a tornado meets a volcano
However, they were both so destructive and needy…only fatality awaits them.
All I know is I love you too much to walk away though
He now knew that he should have treasured his second chance at love.
Come inside, pick up your bags off the sidewalk
He wished how it would turn out to be last time when she just went back to her brother's manor.
Don't you hear sincerity in my voice when I talk
He wished how it would be just like last time when a few words from his sweet lips changed her views.
Told you this is my fault
He already confessed that it was him that doomed them…
Look me in the eyeball
He looked at the young maid before him in hopes that she will see redemption in him.
Next time I'm pissed, I'll aim my fist at the drywall
He promised that he will be good and never hurt her again…
Next time? There won't be no next time!
But he reminded himself that he will never let his next relationship escalate its tension to that far.
I apologize even though I know its lies
It was once again a vicious cycle as he knew he was bond to make the same mistakes the next time as he did this time.
I'm tired of the games I just want her back
He wanted no throne, no army, no revenge…he only wanted her back.
I know I'm a liar
He knows that he is a criminal and the most despised god of all.
If she ever tries to fucking leave again
Hatred started to brew within him…
Im'a tie her to the bed and set this house on fire
He will be more controlling and if any more questions his authority he rules with an iron fist.
I'm just gonna
Wait…why was he back at where he started? He was supposed to change for the better!
Just gonna stand there and watch me burn
"She knew that you watched her suffer." Lillian spoke.
But that's alright because I like the way it hurts
"But she does not blame you, she wished she could have been stronger and did something about it." Lillian soothed him.
Just gonna stand there and hear me cry
"She knew that you knew she was unhappy." Lillian told him.
But that's alright because I love the way you lie
"But she ignored all of it because she loved you." Lillian confessed to him the final thoughts of her mistress.
"I love the way you lie"
"She never gave up on you because she loved you." Lillian spoke for the final time.
"I love the way you lie" the phrase echoed in his mind as he started to lose consciousness once more.