Sorry it's short, writer's block. But it adds some more to the plot so enjoy :)
Celeste was heading to the throne room after having been fit into a new gown, one more suited for the now queen of Asgard. But when she got back, Loki was no where to be found. "Loki?" she called, expecting him to be playing a trick or something, but there was no response. "Loookiii?" she dragged out the word, but still nothing.
That is until he appeared in the middle of the room, mumbling to himself. "Now that Thor has been dealt with, I just need to talk to Laufey and then Odin will-" he stopped and looked up to see Celeste, "Oh, Celeste, I didn't see you. My you look lovely my dear." Her gown matched his own color scheme, a green dress with a slit up her legs revealing the gold fabric underneath, loose fabric that draped across her arms to act as sleeves, and a gold belt which showed her curves, and the most beautiful woman in all the Nine Realms to top it all off.
"Thank you. Where did you just come back from?"
"Oh, just talking with someone. Simple matters, nothing to trouble yourself with." He's lying, but I so want to believe him. She merely nodded. "Now, I must say," he cupped her cheeks and smiled, "you look ravishing in green." She smiled and they leaned in for a kiss, it was both sweet and reassuring, Loki is still there. These thoughts comforted her, but she still knew he was lying about where he had been. He could tell something was wrong, Celeste wasn't herself. It was subtle, but he still noticed, even in his power-hungry state. "What's wrong?" he asked.
"You lied. Where were you?" she asked. It wasn't the whole truth, but it was still a concern. She was more concerned with his change in demeanor since the coronation, but she needed to start somewhere.
"I-"
"And don't try to pull some trick or lie again. I'll know." Celeste had alway been able to tell when someone was lying, very easily so with Loki. But, being God of Mischief, he knew how to hide lies beneath truths, leaving out important information, his silver tong did get past her at times.
"I was talking with my mother about..." he didn't need to say more, she understood.
"Did it help at all?"
"I'm not really sure. My mother has always brought me great comfort, but the way she defends Odin, I'm not sure what to do."
"Well, what do you want to do?"
He smiled, "Be the greatest king Asgard has ever seen," and prove myself worthy, "With you by my side."
"That seems doable," he grinned at that.
"Then I must be off again," she frowned, "As king, I have many responsibilities and duties to carry out. But, I will be in the library later if you wish to join me," he raised an eyebrow. "Perhaps practice more magic?"
"You'll just have to wait and see," she said with a smug grin, turning and walking out.
"I'll see you later then!" he called after her, knowing she would be there, before heading to the Bifrost.
Celeste went into her room and leaned against the door. I'm over reacting. What does a dream know of reality? She had had this mental battle raging all day, but it never seemed to end, neither side wanting to give up. We'll just have to see what happens. He's not the monster he claims to be and he never will be. Celeste sighed and decided to take a nice long bath to clear her head, to let the water wash away all her trouble.
But she didn't know about Loki's plots to kill Odin, well Laufey by saying they'll kill Odin. Nor did she fully see his slipping; he wasn't the same Loki as before. The news of his origins and desperate desire to prove his worth clouded his mind. He was going crazy to earn praise. But, his plan would not unfold until tomorrow, tonight he was going to spend time with Celeste.
In the library they practiced magic more. Celeste was incredibly talented for having only a few lessons. She could even create minor illusions now. To end the night, Loki read another story to her and she fell asleep next to him, her head on his shoulder. He whispered, "Goodnight, my queen," and placed a kiss on her forehead before bringing her to her room and placing her in bed.