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The youngest Odinson came to the Bifrost, "Gate Keeper, I need to travel to Jotunheim to discuss a peace treaty."

Heimdall nodded but said nothing. He turned the sword activating the bridge sending the Trickster to the frozen wasteland of a realm. Loki arrived in the same place he had when Thor led the group to Jotunheim. He made his way to Laufey's palace and was quickly surrounded by several Frost Giants. He approached Laufey with immense confidence, stopping short of the Frost Giant's throne.

"Kill him," Laufey growled out.

"After all I've done for you," Loki asked smoothly.

Laufey paused before coming to the realization, "You're the one that led us into Asgard?"

Loki nodded, "You're welcome."

"My men are dead, I have no Casket, and the princess still lives."

Loki flinched at the mention of Amaliya, letting his bravado drop momentarily. Laufey caught it and laughed. His laugh echoed throughout the wasteland that was Jotunheim, it made the air colder as it reverberated.

The King of the Jotuns leaned forward, "You love her."

"Why do you want her dead," Loki asked.

Laufey sat back in his throne, of course Odin never would have told his children about the prophecy. It was certain that Arkyn would have kept that a secret; he didn't anticipate that Odin would be so sentimental.

The Frost Giant looked at Loki, "During the Hyborian age a Vanir daughter will be born with spring turns to summer. She will be a descendant of the Celestials and will bring about the ruin of the known galaxies." He prattled off the prophecy he had committed to memory over a millennia ago. The shock working over the Trickster's face was indeed intriguing.

Caught in a shocked but contemplative state, there was no doubt that the prophecy was about Amaliya, but the ruin of the known galaxies? How could that be? Liya was such a gentle and loving…then the realization hit him, the power of the Stones. Once she had gained the full embodiment of her powers she would be unstoppable if she chose to be.

Loki looked at his father, a fact still unknown to Laufey, "The princess is of no concern to you. If that proves to be an issue then I will leave."

The King of the Jotuns narrowed his eyes, "I will not touch the princess," he paused, "for the time being. How do you propose we get our Casket?"

"I will conceal you and a handful of your soldiers lead you into Odin's chambers, and let you slay him where he lies. I'll let you keep the throne and you will have the Casket." He paused for a moment, "You will leave Amaliya alive and unharmed?"

Laufey studied Loki for a moment, "Why would you do this?"

Loki chuckled, "When all is done, we will have a permanent peace between our two worlds. Then I will have accomplished what Odin and Thor never could."

"There will never be a permanent peace as long as she lives," Laufey growled out.

"The Princess of Vanaheim is not part of my proposition."

The Frost Giant narrowed his eyes once more at the Trickster, "We have an accord."

Loki turned from Laufey with a smile on his face; this was going better than he had hoped. He called the Bifrost down; it enveloped him taking him back to Asgard.

Laufey turned to two of his most loyal generals, "Find the princess and kill her." They nodded at the order and smiled.

Loki returned to Heimdall's observatory only to be met with a glare, "What troubles you Gate Keeper?"

"I turned my gaze upon you in Jotunheim but could neither see nor hear you. You were shrouded from me like the Frost Giants who entered this realm."

"Perhaps your senses have weakened after your many years of service?"

"Or perhaps someone has found a way to hide that which he does not wish me to see," Heimdall retorted.

Loki smiled giving a slight chuckle, "You have great power Heimdall. Tell me, did Odin ever fear you?"

"No."

"And why is that?"

"Because he is my King, and I am sworn to obey him."

"Exactly," Loki said, "Just as you're sworn to obey me now. Yes?"

Heimdall nodded, "Yes," he admitted begrudgingly.

"Good. Then you will open the Bifrost to no one until I have undone what my brother has started," Loki ordered.

"There is one more I am sworn to," Heimdall told the Trickster.

"Enlighten me."

"I am sworn to the Princess of Vanaheim," he told Loki and the Trickster's face lost its cocky appearance. "When her mother was taken I swore that I would protect Amaliya with my life from any and all threat. She is my princess; I will carry out my sworn duty."

Loki stood there his mouth dropped somewhat trying to recover, "I protect the princess now, and you are relieved of that duty as ordered by your King."

"I made my oath to Arkyn, only he can relieve me of it."

Loki glared at Heimdall, "The Bifrost is not to be opened," he spun on his heels heading back to the palace.