Chapter three: God of lies
After that anger explosion Faheiya went to her room to calm down. She let her clothes disappear and took a warm bath. After that she made herself feel pretty again. She shaved her legs, pulled out the hairs from her eyebrows she didn't like and combed her hair. But none of that needed to be done by hand. She focused on this and drew her hand over her body and poof! It was done. She looked down over Asgard. A truly beautiful place. Of all the nine realms she liked this one the most. The sky showed all she possessed and ruled. She looked down in the streets. She got in the mind of different people. The first one was a young woman, walking with her boyfriend.
'Sweetheart, I want to be with no one else than you,' she told him.
He stopped and faced her. 'Neither do I. Honey, will you do me the honor of marrying me?'
She started to cry from happiness at the sight of the ring. 'YES!'
Beautiful. Like a ghost her mind flew through the streets. She found the next person. This was a little girl playing outside with a group of friends.
'That was unfair, you didn't count to twenty!' she pouted.
'Hera?' her mother called out.
She turned her head to her mother. 'Yes mother?'
Her mother started to smile. 'We have a visitor.'
When she saw the face of her father she grew a big smile on her face. 'Daddy!'
A tear left Faheiya's eye. Oh how she enjoyed the feeling of love. And being able to watch through other eyes she felt it so many times, in so many ways.
With these pretty images she went in a good tight sleep.
The next day she spent in her room. She watched Asgard again. A thousand thoughts crossed her mind. She was disturbed by a knock on the door. She didn't even hear him approaching through these thick doors.
'Enter.'
The doors flew open and behind it was Thor. He found her on the balcony.
'Milady Faheiya, my father requested me to show you our beautiful city of Asgard. Will you accompany me?'
She laughed at this. They really always forget her powers. 'No he didn't.'
Thor seemed shocked. He swallowed loudly. 'What do you mean?'
She looked away from the view, into his light blue eyes. 'He didn't ask you, you asked him. And it is not for the beauty of the city, but you wished a private conversation with me. Thor don't forget, I'm all-knowing.' She ticked with her index finger on her forehead.
He was tongue-tied. He tried to utter an apology before she waved it away with her hand. 'Please don't. Stop apologizing for anything.'
He didn't know what to say, so he remained quiet.
'I am doing it for your good,' she answered a never asked question. At least not out loud.
'What?' he asked.
'Loki. That's why you are here. You heard about me stealing his precious wine. You wonder why I torture him more than anyone.'
Thor had a hard time progressing the thought that she could read his mind. It was scary in so many ways. Then he thought of her answer on his mind-question. 'Why is torturing him for my good?'
She took a step toward the balcony and Thor followed her slowly. 'Your heart is as blinded as it has always been Thor. You love your brother, I feel that very strongly.'
She stopped for a moment, looking at her bare toes. 'But he doesn't love you back.'
She stopped for a moment to let it sink in. Thor was hurt, but he knew it wasn't a big surprise. He waited for her to continue.
'Loki's mind is twisted, his heart his hurt. It started when he heard he was adopted. He knew what true pain was, and it covered his heart with a thin layer. With every shock these layers became thicker and thicker. Now his heart in clouded in a thick layer of pain. The love in his heart is too deep to reach. When your mother died, his heart became the darkest. But at the same time he had something that connected the two of you again: revenge. He didn't want to turn his back on you because of this connection. He felt satisfied to fight the dark elves and he wouldn't even mind if he truly died. But he lived. He decided to go on with the way he was used to: the wicked paining way. But because you forgave him so easily he found a way back in the castle. Yes, now that things feel the way they were some of these layers get bursts in them. But they are not fading fast enough. He still desires to take the throne. And this time he will kill your father and you if needed to.'
She remained quiet after that, letting him process. Thor was truly considering what she was saying, but he didn't want it to be the truth.
'So…' Thor began, very unsteady, 'he lied to me. Again.'
'You shouldn't be so shocked about that anymore.'
He looked away from her, over Asgard. He took a deep breath and closed his eyes the same moment.
'Let's still take that walk. Even if you don't want it, I need it.'
That formed a smile on her face as she nodded.
That day they randomly walked through the streets. Were Thor would normally tell some boring facts he remained silent now. He was still thinking about his brother. He didn't know what to do.
'When I came here I was very curious over the one that tried to destroy three of my realms. I wondered how he was changed, and he wasn't at all. It showed me right away that Odin does not have control or any influence on him. That's why I need to stay now. I need to let Loki see he isn't going to be king.'
'But does that need to be done on such a hard way?' he asked quietly.
She considered it. 'No. Is there someone he loves?'
Thor thought about it. 'If not for me, my only answer is his mother.'
'No woman he was ever interested in?'
'He wasn't the type for dating. He hated the ones our parents set up.'
She made a noise of disappointment. How was it possible to let someone love again without someone to love?
'We should head back to the castle. I have some things to think about,' she said.
'Yes, me too.'
