First off, I am terribly sorry this took so long to write, but school is over now. So I have a lot more time to write and chapters will be coming out much more regularly. Special thanks to Trufflehead, MagicalElf73, and Mira SeverusSirus Black-Snape for the awesome reviews. Enjoy my darlings:

Chapter 8:

Loki felt sorer than he had ever felt before, and this was coming from a man who had often sparred with Thor through his childhood and teen years. He didn't realize how fragile he could be. He was up and walking, he didn't want to be seen as weak, but he would have preferred to stay in bed for a while longer.

Isil was walking by his side, her hand gently intertwined gently in his. He had scarcely left him alone since he had wakened up. Loki didn't mind, being with Isil made him feel like he was wanted and that he truly had a place in the world. This was something he had struggled with for a very long time. In the future he might have to face his troubles again, but for now he was at least satisfied with his place.

The two were heading towards the dungeon under the castle. As they walked the walls became less than gleaming and the lights seemed to dim. Only the most horrible prisoners were kept here. They were here to question Ariel. Loki knew Odin feared that if they couldn't figure out whom Telemnar was working with they would never be able to reclaim Alfheim and might face an invasion of the city of Asgard.

When they finally arrived at Isil's sisters prison Loki paused a second, "Are you sure you want to do this?"
"I can't let you have all the fun," she attempted to smile as Loki squeezed her hand. "In all honesty I'm not very fond of my sibling so don't go easy on her."

"Wouldn't dream of it," Loki opened the door. Ariel was sitting on an beat-up chair, the sole piece of furniture in the room. He dark blonde hair was matted and her clothes were ripped and plastered against her body. She had gone threw a similar curse as him, and she obviously wasn't given the same treatment upon arrival. Loki gave a slight smile, she deserved every bit of pain she was suffering.

"What do you want!" she spit. She was broken, but not lost. She still had some sort of will.

"I want to make sure we don't have to kill you," Loki said softly. "It would be such a shame. I mean you are the rightful Queen of Alfheim since your father…. died."

"Don't speak of my father," she responded. Having her father killed had never been part of the plan. He may have been forbearing and intense, but he had loved his eldest daughter very much and they shared a very special relationship.

Loki ignored her words as he circled around her chair, "What I don't see is why you allied with Telemnar in the first place. You have beauty, power, and there was absolutely no question to you inheriting the crown. Now you ally has left you to rot in prison while he rules your kingdom."

"I," she stuttered. "I was bored. I needed some adventure. Alfheim is a usually calm place. I felt it could use some more chaos."

"Is that really all there is to it," Loki glared at her. "Why Telemnar? Surely there would have been easier ways."

"I loved him," Ariel replied flatly. "While I didn't love him really. I lusted for him. He was a passionate lover and I felt we could have ruled the kingdom quite sufficiently together. The plan was to take it over and capture my father. I had planned on letting him be an advisor. He has been in charge for so long I love him, but I would have ruled the kingdom ten times better."

"Really?" Loki sauntered over to Isil. "Do you think so Isil?"

"No," Isil frowned at her sister. "As you allowed a tyrannical lunatic to gain power I would say no."

"Speaking of tyrannical lunatics, who is Telemnar working with," Loki asked.

"He is not working for a tyrannical lunatic," she replied mocking his words. "He works for the most powerful being in the universe."

"Odin is the most powerful person in the universe," Loki replied.

Ainariel laughed at him, "You are sadly delusional. Telemnar's master, my master, can control time, death, anything he wants."

"Who is this being?" Loki said. "If he is so powerful, how come I have no idea who he is."

"Thanos will not take you mocking him," Ariel tried to stand up, but her chains pulled her back down. When she saw Loki smiling she knew she shouldn't have reaveled his name.

"Thank you so much," Loki said. "We will allow you to attend your father's memorial and your trial will start tomorrow. I'll send a servant to bring you something a bit more clean."

"You scarred me a little bit back there," Isil told him as they left the room together.

Loki chuckled, "They don't call me the God of mischief for nothing."

Isil pulled on his arm to stop him, "Just promise me you would never get that bad for real."

"I promise," he said to dismiss her. He knew that his angry emotions and desires at been threatening to climb to the surface, but Isil was helped remind him that he was worth something. As long as he had her around there was no need to worry.

She leaned in and kissed him, "Always remember that you are good."

"I don't know if I could call myself good," Loki pulled away. He may not be evil, but he didn't hold the same virtuousness that the rest of his family seemed to possess.

"Well you are," she smiled. The two continued to walk away from the dungeon having put Loki's inner madness back in place for another day.

Isil was sitting near the front of the funeral, if you could even call it that. After all they didn't have a body to burry. Telemnar had no doubt disposed of it. They had asked her to say something as no one wanted to let Ariel talk in front of a crowd of people. She had declined; Isil didn't think she had the right to talk of the man. She had never had a relationship with him and hadn't seen him for years besides the night he was killed.

Odin had decided to say some words about his ally, "King Duaerin was one of my most worthy allies and Asgard is at a great lost for both him and the realm that he held dear. I hope one day we will be able to take back Alfheim for him and his two living daughters. With him gone and Telemnar in control the light-elves face an uncertain future. I promise that any who seek solace from the terror on their planet are welcome in Asgard." He nodded and stepped away from the front of the hall to take him seat. Ariel, escorted by several guards, made her way forward to take his place.

"I'm sure many of you are wondering why I even am speaking and I'm sure many of you thought I wanted my father dead," she looked down obviously embarrassed. "I just want you all to be aware that I did not intend for him to be killed an I grieve for him more than anyone."

Loki was surprised how upset she was. Isil had said she was close to her father, but her actions gave him a high chance of dying given his and Telemnar's history. She was handling her speech relatively well.

"But I also would like to let you all now that I regret nothing," her gaze became fierce and determined. "And if I must die for my actions so be it. Long live Telemnar!"

The crowd went wild; people were calling out for her immediate execution. Loki enjoyed watching the chaos. He placed his hand on Isil's lap and watched Thor run up to Ariel to help the guards subdue her. He hoped that he wouldn't kill her. He certainly looked angry enough to do so.

"What do you mean we must treat her justly?" Thor yelled at Odin. "She just proclaimed her loyalty to the man who killed her father at his funeral. She should be killed as soon as possible."

"You must learn to wait son," Odin said pulled Thor away from the girl who was being held by the guards. "She is a war criminal, but she still deserves Asgardian justice. She will be tried accordingly."

"I won't have it!" Thor yelled. He violently ripped down the banner hung behind him on the wall. Loki supposed he should attempt to calm him down. With another glance at Isil he got up and walked towards his brother.

"I should have a say in this father," Thor said. "After all I am the next king."

Loki froze; Thor hadn't meant it when he said that he had a chance at becoming king. It wasn't really surprising, but he was still hurt a little. Loki had ideas and plans. He could bring Asgard to its potential. What would Thor do? Keep the ancient traditions in place.

Odin saw Loki, "Nothing is certain son. I have not proclaimed who is to be king yet. If you continue these outbursts I can't have you be a king." This silenced Thor. Thor looked down into his younger brothers eyes. It had been a foolish thing to say, no doubt, but everyone else was thinking it.

Loki walked away irritably he was tired of his brother. No matter how much he loved him, how much he cared. No, except perhaps Isil, would see them as equals. Perhaps it was time he did something about it.

Sorry that wasn't the most exciting chapter. Isil and Loki are finally together, but I just going to give you a warning things will fall to crap with in the next few chapter….

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