Most would say Äsgard was a good realm to live in. While the Asgardians were a bit behind on social norms they still were fair and just. They had warriors whose loyalty were admired trough all realms and their king was said to be without equal.

They had few enemy, such as Muspelheim: the world of fire and Jotunheim: land of the giant. Still, even them dared not to fight Äsgard on an open war.

While everything seemed perfect, Heimdall knew it was not as perfect as it seemed. Vanaheim, home of the Vanir, and Alfheim, home of the light elves, had a growing distaste for Äsgard.

Until a few months ago, all seemed well. Relations, while simples, were doing fine and everyone seemed content but then he left.

He observed "him" for a while. As time flew by, "he" became more and more reclusive, spending more and more time honing his skill as a Seidr. He knew he was preparing something but since he could not see anything endangering Äsgard, he could not say anything.

For millennia, he served as an ambassador to the other realm. The Allfather deemed him capable to do so and did not want to deal with this anymore. To most, it would be seen as an honor but even he knew he was just pushing a burden on the younger prince while he let his eldest adventuring and partying without restraint.

Even so, the silvertongue did as he was told. Relation with others realms went increasingly well as "he" took his function seriously.

Sometime, Heimdall wished "he" was the eldest. "He" was a peaceful man, always defusing situation with his words alone. Contrary to him, Thor would often use his fist to resolve his problem. How many time had "he" to help Äsgard come out of problem to be only rewarded with spite?

When Äsgard had to build a wall to protect the royal city, Odin made a bet with a Giant to build it in less than a century. Would the giant lose, he would leave without anything. Should he win, he would win Frigga. Sure of his victory, the king of gods accepted. A week before the end of the bet, He finally understood his mistake. Unsure of what to do, he told to his youngest to repair "his" error.

While he could have failed just to show his father how stupid he had been to make this bet, he dearly loved his mother. Using the druidic power he was so adept at, he created a mare to seduce the horse of the giant. It worked and from his creation and the horse named Svadilfari came Sleipnir, an eight-legged horse so fast and strong that the Allfather claimed it as his mount.

It could have ended here but some warriors turned the story in ridicule claiming the youngest prince transformed in the mare and coupled with the horse. Sadly, those who did not know of what happened took it at face value and so the story was born.

Nothing was said or done to prove they were wrong and Loki just smiled with closed eyes when someone talked about it with him.

The eternal guardian Knew Äsgard depended heavily on "him" his mastery of the arcane dissuaded quite a lot of sorcerer from attacking and he was respected as an intelligent man and negotiator across the realm. While Thor was loved by the Äsgardians as a model, the other realms saw him as a well-meaning simple man.

They did not know he disappeared until well after the coronation feast. Few noticed his absence and fewer asked why. Most were happy he was not here, fearing he would do something to stop it.

The warrior three and lady Sif did not really care. While they were curious about him, he wasn't really a friend, more of a comrade they could count on to help them if needed. Thor was too immersed in the moment to care.

The only person to be really affected by his absence was Frigga. She had searched for him but found nothing or if she did, she said nothing.

Heimdall sighed. After the ceremony, everything went from fine to bad. Without Loki to recuperate Thor blunder, the ambassador of others realms broke agreements with Äsgard and some even left their embassy. Frost giant managed to sneak in the palace and almost managed to steal back the casket of ancient winter.

The Destroyer stopped them and everything seemed to be okay but Thor decided to go to Jotunheim. He wanted to get the frost giant king official apology for what happened.

Instead the Giants insulted him, He and his friend fought against them for this, and only the intervention of the Allfather saved them. Everyone thought the new king would get a heavy scolding and be left to govern again but in front of his wish to go to war again, the Allfather had no other choice but banish him without his prized weapon or power on Midgard. He hopped he would somehow learn humility from them.

XoX Frigga PoV XoX

Her son had disappeared. She knew she was not the best mother but even so, she did her best. She tried to reason her husband, to get reconnaissance for Loki's accomplishments and deed but he never answered her demand, claiming he was already rewarded enough.

She tried to be more present in his life but as time passed she saw him less and less. When he was still young, he would come to her with his doubt and fear to ask council but now he came rarely and when he did, they just exchanged platitude.

She knew he still loved her, she could feel it but he did not trust her.

When Thor coronation came, she searched for him but could not see him and to her chagrin, people did not seem concerned of his absence.

After the feast, she sent her personal guards to search him and went to search herself seeing that they could find nothing.

The first place she went was his personal room. It was a mix of a study and bedroom. She did not see anything but something felt wrong to her. On his desk, she could feel a small tinge of magic. She closed her eyes and concentrated on it. With a wave of her hand, something broke and when she opened her eyes, what was a book before was now a letter addressed to her.

She took it but fearing what was inside she did not open it before a week passed. What she read broke her hearth. She knew the situation was bad to make him leave? She had no one to blame but herself. Had she been present for him and protected him, it would not have happened.

When she asked Heimdall were her son was he only shacked his head and told her that he could not see him only feel where he had been. He promised her he would tell her if he found him but could not promise to do so.

Then came Thor banishment. She always knew Thor was pig-headed. He never thought before acting and while she tried to curb his habit, Odin did nothing.

Her two son were gone, one by choice, the other punished. She wept for them.