Loki carefully hands Eira over to Volstagg, who was to take her to the infirmary immediately. She reaches out desperately to Thor, who gazes upon her with sad eyes before kissing her hand gently and whispering a sweet nothing in her ear.

"All will be well," He speaks before following his brother in to the hall after their father.

Eira loses consciousness, Thor's words resonating in her mind.

All will be well.

Loki walks smoothly out of the hall, his plan went perfectly. However, he had to hide is pride to not raise suspicion. Thor had been banished to earth, and that was only the start. His plan truly began with Eira. He had plans for her, for his love. He walks with quick strides towards the palace's infirmary, slowing as he hears voices coming from the room. He opens to door to reveal Sif and Hogun.

"You are both dismissed, I shall watch over Eira now," He says smoothly, his cape flowing behind him and his scepter in his hand.

They both stand up reluctantly, Sif looking ominously at Loki. He stares her down, watching the two of them leave. He pulls a seat up beside Eira's bed. Her brown hair was messy from battle. He reaches a hand up, gently running his fingers through her thick hair. He moves his hand up, gently touching her cheek. It was void of the soft red tint that often adorned them. Her breath was shallow and uneven. Loki secretly cursed his brother. It was because of his rash actions that Eira was in such a state. He looks back down at the young woman before her. She had really grown up since she was infatuated with Loki. Her body had grown full and muscular. Loki places his hand over hers as he remembers what he had once had with Eira.

It was a warm sunny day in Asgard, and Loki and Eira were once again out in one of the gardens. The two appeared to be in their upper teens, around nineteen human years. Eira was anxious to show Loki the dance she had been working on. It was a warrior's dance, a custom for women to perform before heading off to battle. She had been practicing for weeks. Loki found her dancing enticing, the way her body moved so smoothly, and he thoroughly enjoyed watching her. He sat on a nearby bench, watching her as she began to move in fluid and strong movements. He was lost in her body, almost not noticing when she finished and stared at him expectantly.

"Well?" She asks panting, "What did you think?"

Loki smiles before slowly clapping and standing before her.

"Absolutely stunning, Eira," He replies.

She grins up at him. That was another thing Loki loved about her, her contagious smile. She wraps her arms tightly around him, leaning up and kissing him softly on the lips. His hand cups the side of her face as he deepens the kiss. She pulls away slowly.

"I worked so hard on it!" she says excitedly.

"I can tell," Loki states. He kisses her forehead before taking her hand and leading her away from the garden.

A frown grows on Loki face as he becomes angered by Thor's robbery. Thor had stolen his sweet Eira from him. She stirs gently and Loki pulls his hand away quickly, sitting back down as Eira slowly opens her eyes. A pathetic groan comes from the woman, before a panic stricken cry echoes through the room.

"Thor!" She cries, sitting up despite the pain from her wound, "Where is Thor?"

Loki felt rage boil in his heart, but he quells it, knowing that soon all will work in his favor.

"He has been banished to Earth," Loki states calmly.

Eira stares at him, unable to comprehend his words.

"B..banished?" She asks.

Loki nods, "Yes, the Allfather has banished him for his rash behavior."

Eira stares in disbelief, "You're lying!" She shouts at Loki.

He looks at her, "Am I? If I were lying why would I be here and not Thor?"

She looks at him, dumbfounded, her heart breaking.

"Now Eira, I know this is a difficult time for you, losing your soon-to-be husband," he says venomously, "But I shall be here for you whenever you need."

Eira glares at him, "It was all your idea! You put it in his head to go there!"

Loki laughs sweetly, "Nonsense, my love, I would never do such a thing."

"Leave," she hisses at him, "I want to be left alone."

Tears had begun to sting her eyes as she realizes she may never see Thor again. Loki stands up reluctantly.

"I plan to visit Thor on earth," he states, before leaving the room.

Eira sits alone in the emptiness, waiting silently until she hears that Loki is gone. She bursts into tears, uncontrollable sobs racking her body. Her sadness soon left and she becomes angry. She pulls herself out of the bed.

"I told him it was a terrible idea!" She screams at the bare walls, "He doesn't listen to anyone! He's stupid! So stupid!"

She collapses on to the ground as her wound splits open slightly. She gasps in pain and blood seeps through her bandages. In an instant she was weak, sitting on the floor in self-loathing, tears still streaming down her face.

"I should've stopped him," She whispers.

"You did all you could," Sif says, re-entering the infirmary. She hurries over to Eira, helping her back into the bed.

"I didn't do enough; if I had he would still be here." Eira says sadly.

Sif shakes her head solemnly, "You know how he gets, once he has a thought in his head there's no changing his mind." She gazes at Eira's bloodied bandages, "We need to change those." She calls for one of the medicine women, who scurries over to Eira's bed quickly. She bows politely to the women before her.

"What can I do for you Lady Sif?" She asks.

"Eira needs her bandages changed; it seems she split her wound open."

The woman nods, beginning to remove Eira's bandages. Eira looks down at her wound, shocked by its size. It ran from the bottom of her breast to her hip. She quickly looks away, knowing that her natural healing abilities would prevent a long-term scar.

"All done Lady Eira," The woman states.

Eira nods as Sif dismisses the woman. She looks up at Eira.

"Do you remember when King Laufey said that there were traitors in the House of Odin?" She questions.

Eira's eyes widen as she realizes what Sif is getting at. The two women talked for some time before Loki returns. Sif stands up quickly, exiting the room. Loki gives her a strange look as he passes. He turns to Eira, grinning at her.

"Ah, how are you doing, my love?" He asks her grabbing her hand and kissing it.

Eira felt too weak to protest, "I am fine."

"I mean to go check on Thor tomorrow, I shall tell you any news when I return."

Eira eyes him suspiciously. Sif had planted a thought in her head, and it would not be easy to turn away from.