The gifts fate
Chapter 2
After finishing her meal, Frigga stood up and walked towards Thors chamber.
She gently opened the big door and walked in quietly, closing the door carefully behind her.
Loki laid quietly on Thors bed, his back turned towards Frigga.
She stepped towards the bed and sat down. Loki didn't even bother to look at her or speak to her.
"Hello dear, my name is Frigga. I'm queen of Asgard and mother of Thor.
Loki looked at her shortly, before turning away again.
"What's your name dear?" Frigga asked in a gentle tone.
There was long silence between them, before Loki finally answered in a whisper.
"Loki Laufeyson…"
Happy about the fact, that the Jotun was giving her an answer, she continued talking to him.
"So Loki… I know you had a hard time in Jotunheim…but you are safe here. No one will harm you, you don't have to be afraid…" she tried to calm Loki.
Loki looked at her and then turned away again.
"Why did you come? And what are you being nice for?" Loki asked in his paranoia.
Frigga fell silent for a moment.
"Listen. Thor is a very nice guy, you should give him a chance to get to know you better. You are in good hands, trust me." Frigga said after a while.
"So that's why you're here…" Loki said quietly.
Again there was silence.
Frigga stroked the Jotuns shoulder gently, before standing up.
"I'm there if you need someone to talk…And please, give him a chance." And with that Frigga left.
Loki really thought Frigga was a woman, who he could trust…too bad he didn't feel the same for his 'owner'.
Now loneliness filled the room, as much as Lokis eyes were filled with silent tears.
He tried to sleep as Frigga was gone, since he needed to recover from this day.
It didn't take him long to sleep…it was such a long day.
Frigga came back just to see a worried Thor in the hallways.
He looked up as she walked towards him, hope shimmering in his eyes.
"What did he say mother?" was the first thing he asked.
"His name is Loki…" that's all his mother told him, before she walked away, leaving her confused son behind.
After she disappeared in her chamber, Thor instantly went to his own room.
He opened the Thor quietly just to find a sleeping Jotun on his bed.
The best thing Thor could do is go to sleep too. Tomorrow he'll grab the chance to get to know his 'gift' better.
So he carefully laid down next to the curled up Jotun and covered them both with a big blanket.
"Well…goodnight then, Loki…" he whispered before drifting off.
Loki almost fell off the bed, as he saw the Asgardian prince's face just inches away from his own.
He immediately shifted away and sat up, as he remembered everything that happened yesterday.
Thor opened his eyes slowly, as he heard something rustling.
With his vision still blurry he made out the slim figure sitting on his bed and staring at him.
Its hands wrapped around his body, as to protect. He sat up and rubbed his eyes, before fully awakening.
"Good morning…" he mumbled as he mustered the other.
Trembling a bit, the Jotun kept starring at the prince in front of him.
"Your name is Loki, isn't it?" Thor tried again to start a conversation, as the Jotun didn't say a word.
Loki nodded slightly.
"I'm Thor Odinson…you met my mother yesterday…" Thor said.
The stare of the Jotun made him a bit nervous.
"I want to take a shower…" Loki said after a while of silence.
"Oh yeah…The bathing room is left from my room…" Thor said, happy that the Jotun spoke, but also sad, that Loki seemed to ignore him.
"Thank you…" he said and with that he left the chamber.
Thor sighed.
"Why is he so complicated?" he asked himself, falling back on the bed.
It wasn't a long walk to the bathroom.
As Loki stepped inside, he stared for a while. The bathing room alone was big, mostly golden and beautiful.
Asgard itself was the beautiful realm, he always heard tales of.
But still he hated Asgard, he hated what they did to his folks.
The Asgardians had everything they needed here and what about Jotunheim?
He guessed it didn't matter to them, what happened to all the families that lived there…
Loki undressed himself, after escaping from his memories.
He didn't want to think about Jotunheim now…he didn't want face the fact, that he'll probably never see his home again.
He tried to shake his thoughts off and tried to figure out what was going to happen to him now.
The best thing would be, to enjoy this peaceful time as best he could, for however long it lasted.
He sat down in the bathtub, filled with cold water. He lined back with a sigh and closed his eyes for a while.
Thor waited impatient in his chamber for the Jotun to come back. He really wanted to get to know him at least a bit. The more Loki rejected him, the more Thor interesting did he grow for Thor.
He was the most beautiful Jotun he ever saw, despite from being so small for a Frost Giant.
It killed him to be hated by the smallest of Frost Giants.
"Damn! What can I do to make him like me?!" he hit the pillow in frustration.
To think that a creature he barely knew could make him feel like that…
He raised his head, as the door opened again. Though it wasn't the one Thor wished for…
"Hello mother…What brings you here so early in the morning?" Thor asked.
"I just wanted to ask…How did it go yesterday?" she asked curious, which made Thor rather surprised.
"I think he still hates me…" Thor said.
"Oh honey, I don't think it's true. He probably had a hard time and needs some time to adjust to the new environment." Frigga said understanding.
"But why did he talk to you then?" Thor asked not very understanding.
Frigga shrugged and stroked Thors shoulder.
"Give him time…" she said, before leaving him again.
Frigga was surprised to meet Loki in the corridors. As he walked past her, he stopped as he heard her say something.
"Don't be so cruel to him, dear…He just means good." She whispered before walking away.
Loki looked after her, before entering the big chamber again, meeting Thors gaze for a moment.
He wasn't sure, what he should think of Friggas words. Why did it mean so much for the prince?
"Did you enjoy your bath?" Thor couldn't think of anything better to say to start a conversation.
Loki just nodded and sat down.
"Do you hate me?" Thor decided to ask directly, because it was bothering so much.
Loki looked at him, surprised by the sudden topic change. Well did he hate the prince? He sure hated Asgard for what they did. But could he judge Thor just from that? Thor surely tried to be nice, Loki just couldn't tell why and that made him unsure. Loki was nothing more than a gift, they would never marry or something like this. So why trying to be nice?
Could he really trust that prince.
He clearly couldn't give an answer to that question, so he just kept silent.
Thor sighed and rubbed his forehead, truly desperate with the situation.
"Please…"