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The reflection of steel glinted in the dimly lit quarters of the god of mischief. Loki, Odin's son watched expressionless as the dark haired Vienni sharpened her blade with a wet stone. As part of their arrangement, Loki had promised the raven haired beauty her weapons back into her possession, under one condition: she explain who she is.
Asgard was quite. And below the rainbow bridge spanned beautiful sporadic colours that bounced off the golden walls of the king's quarters. Impatience was burning strong inside of Loki as he watched Vienni in all her warrior finery as she nursed her blade like a mother nurses a babe. She was patient and slid the smooth stone over her sword with ease. Nimble hands, warrior's hands.
A dark twisted anger burned through Loki's veins as he stared with trained focused green eyes at the woman who pretended to be oblivious to his stare. She is a clever creature. He thought bitterly, infuriating yet curious. She knows I am waiting for her answer. Fool! She thinks she can play me?
"I think not, god of mischief." Came her sudden reply then.
Silence. Then he spoke: "a thought read?" Loki questioned sharply. His face a porcelain mask.
"it would appear so." Vienni answered calmly. Slowly lifting her eyes to the God of mischiefs face. He was standing in the shadows as was his custom. A great space lay between them. Loki stared at the raven haired beauty in expectance, irritation burning furiously behind his eyes.
"You owe me answers!" Loki hissed, "I freed you on the account that you would reveal to me tour true identity." His voice was low, dangerous. Loki despised nothing more than to be taken as a fool. His brother had taken advantage of the god of lies nature too often.
Hazel eyes lifted to gaze upon the raven haired prince, steady and focused. Loki returned the stare. Annoyance flashing clearly upon his pale face. "On the contrary my prince!" her velvet voice began, "I believe you wanted my assistance on helping you devise a plan to end Odin's reign."
Her answer amused Loki despite the surge of anger that coursed throughout his entire body at her audacity of chastising him so freely as if she did not fear the consequences. "Indeed." Loki replied as he stepped forward out of the shadows and down the golden steps, closing in on the distance between them. "But that doesn't change the fact that I want answers." A broad smirk stretched over his face then, wicked with intent to threaten: "hmm. You think you're quite the clever one don't you? With your charm and your gift. Tell me, how many battles have you won whilst using the advantage of your gift to know your enemies next move before they did?"
His words were cutting, insulting, but still the raven haired beauty remained placid. It was her strange quiet that made Loki furious. He loved to provoke a response from people. Mortals had proven to be the best at his tactics with them but Vienni? No, there was something different about her.
"Countless, if you must know." Came her steady reply. That was enough to ignite the fire within him then and in on fluid motion, Loki the god of mischief exploded in white hot fury.
"If I must know?" he hissed venomously, "I demand to know!" his voice rising to an incredible level. Always so calm the god of mischief had been. Yes he felt anger and yes he had lost his temper many a time. But an outburst of frustration? Now that was something that she provoked out of him, and he didn't like it.
Vienni remained silent, just merely watching him, drinking in everything about him. Stalking towards her in his fury, a pale slender hand shot out at the raven haired beauty's throat and forced her to her feet so that she could stare into his eyes. Eyes that burned like emerald ice fire.
Loki's face was a mask of anger. Brows furrowed and jaw clenched tightly, he was determined to get the answer out of the retch even if it meant killing her. Still, Vienni did not blink even now as is hand was wrapped firmly around her throat, threatening to choke the life out of her. "Now," Loki growled lowly, pulling her face close to his so that she could see how he meant to destroy her if she dared step out of line again. "You will tell me who you are. What you are or I swear that I will destroy you and laugh as I watch your lifeless body fall to the depths of yodanhime."
For a long moment, the raven haired Vienni merely stared into the God of lies eyes, before she obeyed his command. "You don't remember who I am do you?" came her emotionless voice. At her answer, Loki's brow furrowed together in impatience before he replied harshly, hand still upon her throat: such a slender throat.
"Should I?"
"What of the lady Sif?" she continued, eyes locked on his now.
"That pathetic exuse for a warrior? The woman? What of her?" he demanded. Another long silence.
"think." She whispered but her words only angered the god of mischief more as his grip tightened upon her throat.
"Do not play games with me woman!" Loki warned again, "I warn you."
"Lady Sif had a sister. Do you remember her name?" Vienni questioned. For a log while Loki's face remained angered before he sank into thought and then realization. When it finally struck him who this raven haired beauty was, Loki threw her back with so much force that she nearly smashed through a nearby glass window that overlooked the sea of Asgard.
"You!" he hissed, recognition lighting up his pale face, green eyes burning with anger and curiosity. It couldn't be her, she had changed so much. She had grown older and no longer bared the sweet act of a good little princess but instead stood strong and determined now, challenging Loki himself to remember her true heritage. "It cannot be you! You were banished!"
"As were you, Loki Odin's son yet here you stand!" came her firm reply as absently she rubbed her throat from where his hands had touched her. Loki stood tall, unable to digest what had been said.
"Why are you here? Why now after all this time?"
"I told you. I want to make to make Odin pay, along with that brute of a brother of yours." Vienni told him. Loki grew suspicious then.
"If Thor finds out your alive he will kill you himself." He told her, "and if he finds out that I knew of your presence in Asgard, then I would suffer the same fate as you, perhaps worse. So tell me, Vienni of Asgard, if you want to make my brother pay then why did you take up arms with me?"
"I thought you knew me better than that god of lies." Vienni said.
"I knew you to be a pest in my father's court. Nothing more. A mere distraction for my brother and his needs."
"I only attended your father's court because I wanted to know what was happening in our realm."
Loki scoffed mockingly, scathingly at her reply. "And did that please you? Knowing the ways of war."
"Yes." Vienni replied simply and then her own pale face turned dark as if a shadow had past across her. "Because now I know how mankind minds work. My sister took up arms with your brother because she was simply fascinated with him. She didn't really understand the art of war."
"And you do?" Loki snapped.
"No more than you do Emerald prince." With her reply, Loki grew furious again. That as her way of mocking him for his losses in battle.
"Careful!" Loki warned again, tilting his head to the side his face unreadable. "I could kill you now for your insolence."
"Then kill me and be done with it." Vienni provoked. But Loki did not move. As easy as it was to anger the god of mischief it was just as easy to amuse him and Vienni's boldness did just that.
"What makes you think that I won't?" Loki questioned strangely calmly then, arching his eyebrow.
"You want answers do you not?" Vienni replied, watching him carefully. The infamous mischievous grin of Loki returned to his slender face then as he turned his face away in almost a coy action, snorting as he did so.
"Alas, it seems we understand each other." He mocked.
"indeed." She muttered disdainfully. Loki began to pace around the brazier lit room. Loki indeed wanted answers and now that he had ucovered the identity of the mysterious Vienni, what was the next step? The end of Asgard as we know it. The end of Odin's rule and in his stead I shall rule and become the true king.
"To be a king, first you need to win a throne." Vienni sneered forcing Loki to stare at her.
"Yes!" Loki hissed, his green eyes burning furiously at her. "and you're the one who is going to help me!"