Loki took a mental note of where he was going and how to get there. When Svivor finally stopped, they stood in front of a pair of large icy doors. He straightened himself out, suddenly extremely nervous. He knew Thor had never seen him in his Jotun form before, remembering all the games of Aesir and Jotuns they'd played as children, fighting with wooden swords while running through the palace.

Loki took a deep breath and smoothed over his face, stubbornly refusing to let any nervousness show on his features. He couldn't keep them from his mind, though, and found himself wondering if Thor knew he was Jotun at all. Well, he'd definitely know soon, he figured.

The doors opened and he heard one of the guards announce his presence in native Jotun. Thor was in front of the empty throne, kneeling respectfully. The only sound that could be heard in the room was the soft sounds of his bare feet padding across the floor as he walked to Thor, then past him to the throne, taking his seat in it comfortably, his legs spread casually.

Thor looked up at the other and was caught by surprise at how he looked. Of course, he'd seen plenty of Jotuns before, though it was always in the heat of battle. Therefore, he couldn't help but see them as horrid and, quite frankly, odd looking. Though, when he stopped and took the time to look up at Loki, he couldn't help but find him rather beautiful and exotic. He wasn't used to seeing his brother with cloth wrapped around his waist almost like a skirt or with blue skin that seemed to glow with the oil that had been rubbed onto it. He smiled a bit at the sight of the other man, the red and blue jewels in his hair seeming to dance in the light.

Loki looked down at Thor as he sat in the throne. He sighed and gave a soft smile to the other man. "I suppose this isn't exactly where we imagined meeting again." He said, finally breaking the silence.

Thor gave a soft smile in return and laughed a bit. "I'll admit, it is all rather a shock." He replied with a nod.

Loki smiled to the other man with a small laugh as well. "I'm glad you haven't fainted yet, honestly." He replied with a small smile to him.

Thor chuckled a bit, growing comfortable around the other man and moving closer to him, moving to gently take the other's cold hand.

Loki frowned a bit, remembering how he'd seen Jotun skin burn Aesir skin. When he felt Thor's hand take his own, he couldn't help but notice how warm it was, almost hot. It stung him a bit, and steams rose from the contact between their skins, but that was all. He let out a sigh of relief and moved to stand up to wrap his arms around Thor tightly, hugging him close.

Thor smiled as he felt the cold arms wrap around him tightly, doing the same in return and just holding Loki close to himself.

"How are we going to make this work? You're king of Asgard, I'm king of Jotunheim. We won't be able to see each other as much anymore." Loki asked with a frown, holding on to the other man.

"I know. We'll work something out, Loki, never you fear." Thor replied to the other man, kissing his cheeks gently and holding him close to himself and rubbing his bare back. "If it's alright with you, perhaps I could stay the night here. It would give us more time to work everything out."

Loki nodded to him, burying his head into the crook of the larger man's neck. "Stay as long as you need." He replied softly to the other man, not really liking the feeling of being all alone in the new and unfamiliar realm.

Thor nodded and smiled to Loki. "Why don't we go for a walk around the palace, then? We can call it an adventure, like the ones we used to go on as children." He said with a smile to the other man happily.

Loki nodded again and pulled away, though taking Thor's hand in his own and moving to walk with him out of the room. He told Svivor to leave them alone as they left the room, walking out with Thor to walk through the palace and explore the place.

"This palace is far grander than I thought it would be." Thor said softly as they wandered the halls together, looking at the carvings in the ice on the walls and the high, vaulted ceilings.

"It is rather beautiful, yes. You'll have to tell your subjects they were wrong about us, then." Loki replied with a small smirk to the other man.

Thor smiled, knowing how everyone in Asgard thought of Jotunheim as a barbaric, horrid society. "I shall have to, yes. If it makes any difference, you look beautiful in this form. They're taking rather good care of you, Loki."

Loki looked over at Thor, flushing a bit, his cheeks turning purple. "Well, thank you." He replied to the other man before falling silent, an awkward quiet between the two of them.

Thor looked over at the other man and smiled a bit, admiring him yet again. He loved the way the jewels sparkled in his hair, how his skin turned purple as he flushed, how the gold jewelry seemed to stand out against his skin. He was radiant and he wanted him more than he'd ever wanted anything or anyone.

Loki lead Thor to his quarters, letting him inside the large room, showing him it all.

Thor smiled a bit at the sight of the ornate room, and the sort of next on the floor of cushions and furs and pillows. He couldn't help but imagine Loki in that nest of a bed, his cheeks flushed purple with lust as his slightly sweaty skin shined in the moonlight as he made love to the other man. The god couldn't help but shift a bit at the thought of the other mewling out his name with absolute bliss and ecstasy, feeling as his pants seemed to grow tighter.

Loki didn't notice, just looking around the room and happily telling Thor how Svivor would be teaching him to speak Jotun and everything he'd need to know to become king. "Ah, I ought to tell you, my coronation is tomorrow. Laufey's funeral will be tonight."

Thor looked over at him, snapping out of his little trance at that. "Ah. I'll stay to watch you become king, then, my love." He replied, gently setting a hand on Loki's cool back.

Loki nodded and smiled a bit to the other man, kissing his cheek gently. "It's going to be interesting to see how this all works out, really." He said, more to himself than anything.