"Milady!" The women gasped with joy as she was brought in by the guards. A few started to undress her.
Her pelt was being taken off but Sigyn grabbed the servants arm and squeezed it. "Do not lose this. I want it in my bed chamber."
"You've started to become obsessed with trinkets," Farbauti felt the pelt as it was being carried away.
"It is the only thing I now have left besides my memories," Sigyn waded into the pool.
"You lost the ring?" Farbauti froze as she saw Sigyn go under water. She strode over to sit on the ledge to make sure she was not wanting to drown herself.
Sigyn screamed under water, letting all of her emotions out. She surfaced with calm and composure.
Farbauti started to interrogate the servants around her.
"There is no need," Sigyn played with the water. Her voice barely an audible tone. "I lost it. It is not their fault. Do not blame them. I lost it like I have lost everything."
They dressed her in light blues and sea foam greens. A gold belt cinched her waist. Under the dress, she wore an intricate full body jewelry. They were chains of gold. They even had chains for her hair that they braided in.
Loki was escorted to his chamber only to find it similar to Sigyn's however it was in the opposite area of where she was at. He refreshed himself in the bathing area.
Grundroth was watching to see if the rest of the warriors were going to come back. The storm started pick up again. He knew that they would not come back until tomorrow. He turned around to head to the feast.
The feast was grand just as it ever was. An assortment of food and ale were placed and in waiting. Grundroth walked down the corridor. Loki met up with him.
"My liege," Loki started to bow but the Jotun king waved it away.
"You are quite the warrior," Grundroth kept walking on. "Even with your disfigurement. I have decided that you may be better suited for the purpose of protecting my weapon."
"I hear that her gift is through a certain generation," Loki tried to pique his interest and by looking at the hint of surprise in the king's eyes he knew he did. "Your pets are bred for certain traits, why not do the same to your weapon?"
They did not notice the corridors they were passing. Sigyn stayed in the shadows of one as she heard their footsteps.
"That is an interesting idea," Grundroth smiled.
"You will not have just one weapon but a few," Loki continued. Her ears picked up to them.
"To breed her, we need young Jotuns, those who are her size but few would since she is disfigured as well," Grundroth started to plan out like he did with the beasts. He looked to Loki. "You want to be the one to breed her." His smile became crooked her.
Loki stayed humbled about his answer. "That is quite an honor as well. You may have to contest it too."
Sigyn bit the insides of her cheeks. That is what he wants from me! He knew I would refuse, but with Grundroth's consent, I would be forced and he would not care.
"You are quite cunning," Grundroth liked where this was going. "I would want that passed down. By becoming my weapons protector, there should be some reward for it."
The two talked on about qualities, generation years, and started to plan out how to make more weapons according to their desires.
Once they were far enough away, Sigyn resumed her walk to the feast. She strode fast enough to make the fabric behind her lift up and float. She acted as if she was the dead walking. She might as well be, she thought; walking to a feast where they raise their cups in honor of objectifying a person. Her body was a mere agreement.
She took a deep breath, hid her turmoil as she always did, and stepped into the light of the feast. Voices were shushed as she was escorted to her seat beside the king. Once seated, the voices picked up again.
At least they notice me, Sigyn thought to herself as she felt for the different fruits and meats. She listened to the speech Grundroth gave and the applause it received. The chants and the yelling to their fearless king. The applause to the Jotun Warrior who had won again. The applause to the Jotunness who beat out the rest. How about one more applause to the absence of equality and my body for it will be someone's reward. She raised her glass once more with the rest and drank to gain some liquid confidence, for the rest of the Gods know she needs it.
Loki spotted Skadi eating a leg from soul fowl. Their eyes met and he knew instantly that she had something to tell him. When the feast was done, she met him in a corridor and told him the news. The news of the rebellion had started to rise and the attack will hit them tomorrow. Loki liked this news. They walked away from one another. Loki headed to Sigyn's chamber.
Sigyn was waiting for him. She had a wooden spear hidden. Her back was to the entry way and her body faced the pale light as if she still had her sight and was staring out into the horizons. It was only a matter of time until he arrives. The night drew on but she held her stance.
There were no guards around her chamber as it always was. He smirked as he saw her. His hand reached into his pocket to make sure her ring was still there. Sigyn didn't even turn around as he entered.
"I have a gift," Loki came closer to her.
Sigyn inclined an eyebrow. He has a gift. Hmm. Such a charming gesture. "I decline such motions." His foot falls become louder. She turned around to him. Her face a mask from her thoughts.
"Your hand?" He outreached his hand for her.
Sigyn crossed her arms.
Loki chuckled once as he pried her left arm away from her. Sigyn gave it with some fight. He splayed her fingers as he placed the ring back upon her left finger. He watched the surprise and anger from her. Her other hand felt the ring.
"You?!" Sigyn's voice was low. "You, you stole my ring!" She yanked her hands away from him. "And gifting it as if it never happened." She stepped away from him.
"I know who you are," Loki stood in place. "Sigyn."
"You may know my name, but you do not know anything about me," Sigyn edged closer to her bed.
"Oh but I do," Loki took a few steps towards her. "I know almost everything about you."
"Hmm. I may not be able to see you, but I see right through your ploy," Sigyn stopped. "I know exactly what you want from me and you will never attain it."
Loki kept walking to her. Sigyn pulled out the spear and aimed it at him. He stopped in mid-step to see her lips pursed in smirk.
"Please enlighten me what exactly I want from you," Loki was thinking of a way to get her.
"My body for your pleasure," Sigyn pressed enough to feel tension.
Loki gripped the spear and pulled her closer to him. She felt his body and tried to push away but he gripped her tighter. Sigyn escaped from his clutch and flipped around him, pinning his wrists next to his next by the spear. She pulled tight, letting him know she was in control.
"My body will never be yours to have!" Sigyn thrust once in making him gasp, but it was laughter instead. "Your screams will not save you. You sealed your own fate when you asked Gundroth to let you have your way with me. He will think its pleasure, but it will be me who will be enjoying it." She pulled tight again.
"I like this side of you," he smiled. He then launched his self forward, which sent Sigyn toppling over and falling upon the ground. He crossed over her and knelt upon her, pinning her under her own spear. "If I wanted your body for pleasure, I would have done it by now."
"You needed-"Sigyn started to say.
"-No!" Loki stopped her. "I never needed his approval, just only to set his mind at ease." He leaned in closer to her. "I could have had you at any moment if I wanted."
"What stopped you?" Sigyn gritted her teeth.
His menacing stare softened as he stared down. He wiped away the strands of hair from her face. She waited for anything he was about to do next. His thumb grazed upon her jawline and thumbed her own lips. Sigyn opened them enough to let him in. His lips opened as well. She let his thumb in enough to bite down hard.
"OW!" He pulled his thumb away from her and shook it off. He could hear her laughing.
"Should be careful where you stick things," Sigyn started to contort slowly. She did it enough to wriggle out of his grasp. The two wrestled for the spear, Loki threw it from her grasp. Loki was close to pin down but she then kicked him away. Sigyn pulled up her skirts and started to run to where she thought the spear was at.
Loki grabbed her before she could. Sigyn tried to wriggle free. He tried to turn her around to face him. His hands were at her hips. He found out that there were to slits on her thighs. His hands met flesh.
"Stop," Loki had her facing him. "Sigyn. Stop! I am not going to harm you." Sigyn stopped writhing and took in deep breaths. "I would never harm what's mine." His voice low.
"Putting a ring upon my finger that was not yours in the first place does not make me yours," Sigyn gritted back. "I am someone else's."
"No you are mine," Loki brought her closer. "You just can't see it."
"I am a widow," Sigyn felt a tear trickle down her face. His hold upon her loosened.
"A widow?" Loki was confused. He shook his head, crinkling his eyes to make sure the tears stayed in. "Oh, Sigyn." The back of his fingers grazed her cheek. He wiped the tears that started to trickle down. "I would never make you one."
"Hmm, that's because you would not ever get the chance," Sigyn tried to break from his grasp.
"You're right," he didn't let her go. "I wouldn't." Loki clutched her closer. She pushed back away from. Sigyn broke away from him but was still in his grasp. "Just give me a chance, like you always have." He grabbed her hand. "Just feel." He put her hand upon him. "You cannot see the truth and if I told you, would you would even believe it?" Sigyn stopped her struggle. "You cannot distinguish my voice, but I know you have memorized this body." He then put the other hand upon him. "Just feel."
Sigyn sighed as she took her hands away from him and placed them on top of his head. Her thumbs felt for his hairline. It broaden evenly to two small dips on both side and came back down to his ears.
He could feel the tingles that her fingertips sent each time she touched him. Her hands went back up to the first spot and started down to his face. He watched her concentrate.
Her fingers brushed over the forehead to a pensive brow with two defined eyebrows. Next, she felt an aristocratic nose and high cheek bones. Her fingers laced down his jawline which was clenched. Her thumbs grazed his thin lips.
Sigyn swallowed with anticipation. She reached back up to the starting point and felt his hair. It was soft and thick. She raked her hands through it. Once she was to the point that it should stop, it kept going. This made her laugh once as she drug her fingers all the way through. She tugged at the length a bit to see where it was next to his body.
Her hands then felt his shoulders, arms and brought them back to his chest. This body that she thought she would never feel again until death, here it was in front of her.
"Loki," her voice barely an audible whisper. Her hands were upon his face, caressing him. He pulled her into a kiss, gentle but full of hunger.
Sigyn had tears streaming in rejoice that he was alive. That he was the Jotun she could trust. His arms snaked around her. Though she felt the life come back to her, she did feel anger. She moved her right arm away from him and punched him in the face with enough force that it broke their kiss and made him spin around to fall upon the floor. He caught himself before he could hit the ground.
Loki felt his jawline as he got back up. He was chuckling. "You are still a knockout." Loki turned around to see her with her arms crossed. "Jane's clout is a breeze compared to yours." She didn't respond to him. "Who made you believe that I was dead? You should have known better than to believe that I could die that easily."
"Thor," Sigyn moved her arms to as if she was warming herself. This struck Loki. "After Frigga's death and my recent escape to guide her and others to Valhalla, the rest of anything that was not locked up of my abilities was locked then. I was alone, planning my escape when his voice cut through the silence. He made an alter to get through the state I was in." Her voice started to crack. "He spoke to me about how you died. He told me the same day of your death. If not just a few hours afterwards."
"And you believed that oaf," Loki walked back to her.
"I believed because he told the truth," Sigyn had tears streaming down her eyes. "I had tried to escape from these chains but ended up finding new abilities. I was even sworn to stay away from walking to Valhalla if the time came. You may not trust your brother, but I do."
Loki stood next to her. "Twice. I almost died twice while fighting."
Sigyn thought for a moment. "Those two times have made you more worthy than you could ever believe. I know it's you." She reached out for him. Her hand grazed his chest. She stepped closer and looked up to where she thought his face was at. "I want to know all of what you have done from the moment we were ripped apart from one another." Sigyn grabbed him. "I wish I could actually see you." She laughed. "You're not one to be so," she paused, "vulnerable." She splayed her hand upon his bare chest.
Loki smirked as he cupped his hand around hers. He brought it to his lips. He then picked her up and headed to her bed.
"Oohh," Sigyn was surprised. She grabbed around his neck and shoulders. Her laughter was soft and playful. "What are you doing?"
"Taking our conversation to a new location," he didn't have very far to go. He got onto the bed setting her down beside him. Loki went on his side as she was laid down. She could feel his elbow as he rested upon it. He waited for her to get comfortable. Sigyn had to figure out what way she was laying.
"We are facing the wrong way," Sigyn maneuvered herself. Loki followed her gesture. They now were facing the entry way. "Now," she searched for his body. "Tell me all about the mischief you have caused."
Loki laughed as he started his story. He started from the time she had come back to the palace. He leaned into her. He placed his hand upon her hip. On some of the apexes, he would nuzzle into her and nip at her. Her fingers grazed the middle of his back in a slow continuous motion. He would whisper into her ear. She felt the ring upon his finger. He grazed his lips in a teasing gesture over hers. He ended the story with a kiss that lasted more than a few minutes. The two fell asleep.
Sigyn woke up to his body still laying upon her. His left arm was laid around her head in a protective manner. She grazed his arm to figure out how it laid around her. Her fingers followed the arm down to his body. Her right leg was hooked around him, intertwining with his. She heard the faint footsteps of a Jotunness. Her free hand searched for the black pelt. Once she had it, she slipped it over the two of them slowly.
"What are you doing?" Loki nuzzled into her neck. His hot breath upon her. His voice groggy and sluggish.
"Someone is coming," Sigyn kept her voice low. There was a pause, Loki listened to the footsteps coming closer. He was swift into hiding, leaving her cold for a moment. Loki hid in the shadows. Sigyn snuggled into the black pelt. She faked sleeping.
She knew these steps. Farbauti was coming to wake her. Sigyn was woken up by Farbauti's voice.
"Wake milday," she stopped next to the bed. "There is trouble amidst."
Sigyn arose from her coziness with such speed she scared Farbauti. "Is it the King?" Sigyn made it seem as if she was ready to bow down. Farbauti grabbed her from bowing.
"No," Farbauti grabbed her on the other side. "Listen," she looked around to see if anyone was there. Her voice got lower. "Some of the rebels have come in with the rest of the Jotuns. There is talk that they will overthrow him tonight. The King wants you bathed and ready." Farbauti led her away from the bed. Heading away, there was silence between them. Sigyn knew that they were done talking about this. Loki waited until they were well out of sight before he came from his hiding place.
When they undressed her, they found that she had her ring on. Most of the women took this as luck and good fortune, but Farbauti took it as a clue. Sigyn had something different about her. She eyed her with scrutiny. Something is amiss. Farbauti left the room and headed back to the chamber. Loki was walking in the hallway. Farbauti grabbed him by his neck and shoved him against the wall.
"You!" Farbauti growled. "I have heard the reward he has given you. You took her, charmed her, and soon just like the King you'll abolish her."
"Abolish her," Loki curled his lips into a devious smile. "Now, why would I want to do that?"
She growled and thrust him into the wall. "All what you want is to breed for a better heir."
Loki inclined an eyebrow. "You don't want her to end up like you."
"Disfigured Jotuns like you get casted out on a rock to die," Farbauti repeated the words that was said by the father of her son as he laid it down on the rock. She let go of him, letting him drop to the floor.
Before Loki could think things through horns blew sounding alarms. The two looked to the end of the hall. Women started to run into the cleansing chamber. Orders were being shouted. Loki and Farbauti headed into the chamber. Loki saw the Jotunness that poured him his drink.
He grabbed by the arm. "Pack clothes for her, plenty of provisions, and bring me my wolf pelt along with the black one upon her bed and a cloak for her." The Jotun looked surprised. He gave her a menacing glare. "Now!"
Sigyn had just gotten done being ready. Women were all around her, creating weapons from ice. Farbauti started to create her own as well.
Loki headed towards her. A few stopped him. "Wait," Farbauti granted him access. He headed past the women to her.
"Sigyn," Loki held up his hand to her. Some of the women were startled. They did not even know her name. Sigyn placed her hand out, searching for his until she found it. Once clasped, she felt a bit of ease.
"You will not take her away," one Jotunness walked up to them.
Loki was about speak when Sigyn turned away from him, putting her back between them. Her abilities were being unlocked, she could see the women's auras of worthiness. The abilities were then locked up. Sigyn stepped away but kept her back to Loki.
"He is making sure you are safe," Loki caught on. "Could you see into his mind?"
"Yes," she sighed. "The marauders are attacking. He is making sure I am safe. He is sending his guards to make sure you are at my side."
Loki smirked. The servant he sent came back with all of the belongings he asked.
"You are taking her away," Farbauti narrowed her eyes. "He won't ever let you escape."
"Hmph," Loki laughed.
"You laugh, but it will be your death," Farbauti took a step closer.
Loki turned Sigyn to face him. "Many have tried to kill me but it seems that I can't stay dead." He laughed once more.
Another female Jotun came into the room. It was Skadi. She walked over to him, but noticed her surroundings. She looked to the two. "This must be what you were wanting to reclaim. I thought you would be gone by now with your prized possession."
A few women were closing in on her. Skadi created a small storm to stop them.
"Storm giant," Sigyn spoke. Her lips twitched at the corners. Her hands felt the air, snowflakes caressed her fingers. "Cloak," Sigyn placed her palm up. The women put it on her, clasped it. She squeezed their hands. "Thank you all for everything. I hope we survive this. This is my goodbye for now." She turned to Loki and the storm giant. "We leave, we leave now."
Skadi grabbed the belongings from the servant and hauled them on her back. Loki looked to the women with a smirk and showed Sigyn the way out. Skadi followed in behind.
The two went through several passages and corridors. Skadi branched off from them she was going to meet them at a different location. Loki had gotten his wolf pelt from her before they split.
One corridor led them to an open room were Suttungr and Gundroth were fighting. Loki stopped and hauled her back into the darkness. He turned down another corridor but she could feel her abilities unlocking. Loki pulled her along scanning for another way out. He could feel her starting to slow down.
Sigyn stopped completely. Her body was aching. She felt the fires but nothing was unleashed. It felt as if it escaped her differently. Her hands felt her body over trying to feel the heat spots. "Am I still in Jotun form?" Her voice shaky and she started to get anxious.
Loki looked over her, eyes narrow, lips creased. "Yes."
She rubbed her hands. "Let's keep going then." The two of them kept going, getting farther away. Her abilities where then used but did not release from her. She felt her body lose energy. Her hand wretched away from Loki and clutched her body as she fell onto her knees. She outstretched her arms to catch her. Sigyn breathed in trying to get air.
Loki had stopped when she did. He helped her back up to her feet.
"He is draining my energy," Sigyn reached up to her face. She took of the bandage revealing the chains across her eyes. "You must take them off." Her other hand squeezed his arm.
Loki's eyes widened with surprise but narrowed with concentration. He then grabbed a chain and followed it until he found the link. He unhooked it and started to unravel. He paused when the chain was in the flesh in the flesh. Sigyn comforted him by patting his arm. Loki pulled the chain slowly off as Sigyn gripped into his arm. He undid two rows but could not do the rest of the two. He broke the chain and put the bandage back on. She had started to bleed profusely.
The two heard a loud scream. "Let's go," Loki took her hand. The two kept moving on. They made it down the stair case to the beasts. Sigyn startled to stumble down the stairs. Loki picked her up and carried her down. She felt the bandage it was sopping wet. Her hand was coated with blood. The beasts started to form around them. They started to sniff them. Her hand outstretched and felt their faces. Once they recognized her, they parted. A beast was already there waiting.
He put her upon the beast first and climbed on second. The beast started to take off towards the forest.
"How can we steer this thing?" Loki looked around the animal. Her body was between him and the beast.
"Where are we headed?" Sigyn asked feeling her head.
"To one of the mountains," Loki was focused. "Skadi is supposed to meet us at one of the ravines, but we are headed in the wrong direction." Sigyn outstretched her hand to where Loki was speaking. She got his jawline. He stared down at her. Sigyn reached into his mind and found where he was wanting to go. Her hand slipped away and fell upon the beast. There she gave the images to the beast. It turned sharply and headed into that area.
He held onto her to keep her from falling off. Loki tore off some strips from her cloak and made another bandage. He took off the blood soaked bandage and replaced it. His hand glided down her cheek.
"Is it healing?" Sigyn clasped his hand.
"Not fast enough," Loki clenched it back. He looked around. The beast slowed down to stop. Skadi was close by on a cliff edge.
"Using one of his beasts for a ride," Skadi looked down her nose at them. "Clever." Skadi nodded her head for them to move one. Sigyn reached up for Loki and took the images of Skadi from his mind. She then put her hand upon the beast and implemented the images of going to the mountain and that this Jotun was safe. The beast started down the ravine. Skadi created a storm to hide them from anyone who was following them. She then followed behind them. The beast picked up the speed and reached the mountain in an hour. Skadi kept the storm going.
They reached the edge of the mountain. The beast stopped to lay down. Loki slid off first. He called for Sigyn to come next. Loki caught her. She placed a hand one last time on the beast telling that it that it was free.
The beast ran off and Skadi met them. Skadi took Sigyn from Loki. Sigyn was draped upon the shoulder. Loki and Skadi began to climb. Sigyn placed her palms upon her eyes to keep the bandage from dripping. She did not want her blood to leave a trail. Skadi stopped a couple times to wait for Loki to catch up.
Sigyn could feel her hands becoming wet. She took up some of her cloak to soak up the blood. Her body was trying to heal but the two chains left kept preventing that from happening. She kept getting weaker.
"Are we almost there?" She asked Skadi in a faint whisper.
"We are close," Skadi paused for Loki again. "I could carry you as well. We will get their faster."
"No need, the ledge is right there," Loki passed her. "Just keep her in your grasp."
"Hmph," Skadi let him get near the ledge before going again. He made it safely. Skadi got up in one leap. She placed Sigyn down when she was safely in the confines of the cave. Loki lifted her head to look at her eyelids.
"Rip the rest from me," Sigyn gripped his hand. "Do it!"
Loki took in a breath and ripped the first chain. She screamed in agony and gripped his arm. She panted and gulped after she was done. Loki unwrapped the chain and paused before he was about to rip it off again. Sigyn this time took a deep breath. Loki ripped it off as she breathed out. She didn't scream as much but she did clench her teeth and draw blood in Loki's arm.
"Let me see her wound," the old frost giant had a bowl and clean bandage. Loki moved to the side. The frost giant took blotched away the blood gently as he could. It still stung, Sigyn squeezed his arm. Loki clasped his hand over hers in comfort.
The storm giant put a paste across her eyes and wrapped a bandage around nice and snug. He looked over to Loki. "It is not like your healing stones, but it will suffice. Your vision will be very sensitive, young Jotun. Rest now."
Sigyn was carried into the wolf pelts Loki had brought.
Loki changed back into his black leather, green fabric, and golden armor.
"This is what you wanted," Thiazzi watched them as Skadi stood guard at the opening. Ovaldi was help creating storms to hide them. "You wanted power."
Loki smirked as he hid his dagger. "I thought you would understand. A lover of yours was brought to castle to serve instead of help take care of your father."
The Jotun drew back narrowing his eyes. "Is she alive still?"
"Possibly," Loki looked over to Sigyn. "Depends on her will to fight back."
"Who are you?!" Skadi growled as a Jotunness climbed up to the ledge.
Loki and Thiazzi looked to the entrance. Thiazi's eyes widened as he saw who it was. He ran to the servant who was covered in blood and losing strength.
As the rest were focused on her. Loki grabbed Sigyn in all the bundles of pelts, the bags full of clothes, and headed into the hidden portal leaving the food provisions for them. He changed back into his Asgardian form. The pelts concealed Sigyn. It was too easy getting into the palace. He hid himself as an old man pushing a cart of pelts up to the palace.
Inside, Loki ditched the cart and carried her the rest of the way. He to his chamber and placed her upon his bed. He put the bag close the bed area. Loki kissed her forehead before he left her there. He had heard that Thor was back.
Loki changed into the guard and headed to the throne room that was still in shambles. Loki changed into Odin and sat upon the throne, waiting for his dear brother.
Thor walked through the doors, eying his father standing upon the throne. He stopped to kneel at the foot of it.
"You once said there would never be a wiser King than me. You were wrong," Odin spoke. "The alignment has brought all the realms together. Every one of them saw you offer your life to save them. What can Asgard offer its new King in return?"
"My life," Thor looked him in the eye. He rose up from his stance. "Father, I cannot be King of Asgard. I will protect Asgard and all the realms with my last and every breath, but I cannot do so from that chair. Loki for all his grave imbalance understood rule as I know I never will. The brutality, the sacrifice… It changes you. I'd rather be a good man than a great King."
Odin looked to him. "Is this my son I hear? Or the woman he loves?"
Thor retaliated. "When you speak, do I never hear Mother's voice?"
Odin sighed and cast his eyes downwards to his feet.
"This is not for Jane, Father," Thor continued. "She does not know what I came here to say. Now forbid me to see her or say she can rule at my side, it changes nothing." Loki never stopped his ways even though he loved Sigyn. You never stopped yours when you loved Mother.
Odin had sat down into his thrown while Thor spoke. His elbow supporting him from the arm rest. He looked weary and tired. "One son who wanted the throne too much, another who will not take it. Is this my legacy?" Odin looked away.
"Loki died with honor," Thor's voice wrung true. Odin looked back to him. Loki had to remember to keep his act up, but it delighted him in some way. "I shall try to live the same. Is that not legacy enough?"
Odin thought about it for half a moment before nodded in agreement. Thor looked away to his hand holding the hammer. He raised it up to him, offering it back.
Odin shook his hand and sighed. "It belongs to you. If you are worthy of it."
Thor looked up from staring at it. "I shall try to be."
"I cannot give you my blessing, nor can I wish you good fortune," Odin went on.
"I know," Thor interjected. He turned around to walk away believing that this was all he would hear from his father.
"If I were proud of the man my son had become, even that I could not say, I would speak only form my heart. Go, my son," Odin proclaimed.
This made Thor stop to turn around to him. His father was not one for compassion but he had his rare moments and this was one of them.
"Thank you Father," Thor turned back around and quickly headed out.
Once he was out of site, Loki transformed back into himself. "No, thank you."