Snowflake
By Rey
Chapter summary: Words are definitely sharper than blades, when wielded by an incensed master.
26. Satire
There is a jötun; a huge, hulking, brutish-than-many jötun; a self-claimed ambassador from "the southern plains." And that jötun is far too persistent in pursuing "Loptr Laufey-childe," far too outrageous in their bordering-on-traitorous political views, not to mention far too forward in their desire to enter a marriage with him in the not-so-far future.
Well, that jötun's ugly, ugly face turns various shades and combinations of blue and purple and white within moments of their far smaller, possibly far younger, and definitely far-too-vexed target speaking. Deceptively sincere tones mask so many barbs and pieces of sarcasm that Helblindi, Loki's self-claimed eldest kin-sibling, can be heard stifling snickers in the background.
Fortunately, the sputtering snickers are soft enough to be heard only by Loki, who has been riding high in their arms, as per "Amma's" stern and detailed instructions to them this morning, before the both of them set out to explore the vast stone dwelling.
Fortunately, as well, this confrontation is witnessed only by the combatants, Helblindi, and any guards that might be secretly around in this deceptively deserted hallway, not by the public at large. "Amma" might have to be involved, if not. Odin-King and/or Frigga-Queen had to, anyway, in Asgard, when people complained to either or both of them for the sharp wit and barbed jokes of the one that they secretly called "that little, ergi blighter."
And Loki would rather avoid that, if at all possible, since their single instance of disappointment, when he was caught trying to run away yesterday as neither of his "family" was watching, apparently stung worsed than Father's and Mother's combined. He blames the odd link that he seems to share with them, which came into being soon after he had plopped into their lap like a piece of fruit thrown by a careless child.
In any case, abrading this monstrous monster is worth the risk, in his eyes. He would fight with all that he had if his parents – his true parents, back in Asgard – would enter him into a marriage with someone he would not mind gutting, so why not here and now, in this nightmare of a reality?
