LOKI

I went back to Asgard without Thor. I couldn't wait for him, and I couldn't risk seeing Abigail again.

The kiss had worked last time, why didn't it this time?

I couldn't think about it, I had a kingdom to get back.

I expected to be attacked the moment I step foot in Asgard, but I wasn't. I got all the way to the palace without so much as an altercation with another person. Asgardians were walking the streets as if nothing was wrong. It was incredibly strange.

"Loki!" I heard Sif's voice from behind me, and turned to watch my friend come towards me. "There you are. Where have you been?" She is smiling, and I know something's wrong. She doesn't speak with a demanding tone, but with ease. Almost flirtatious.

"What's going on Sif?" I question. Her happiness falters for a moment.

"What do you mean? You were to meet me after my duel, and you didn't." She pouts. This woman has taken on entire armies by herself, and she now pouts before me. Wait, did she say I was to meet her.

"What do you mean I was supposed to meet you?"

"Um... For lunch. Remember?"

"Sif, I've been gone for the last two weeks. There was a man here..." I spun around as I remember my foe. Sif looks confused, and then a sudden realization seems to hit her.

"You've been gone where?"

"Midgard, with Abigail."

Her breathing becomes labored. "Then who have I been speaking with?"

"Sif?" I cup her shoulders, and force her to make eye contact. "What is going on?"

"About two weeks ago, you told me that Abigail hated it here. You said she wanted to go home, and call of the wedding. You told me you wanted to be with me." She smiled slightly though I can see the pain in her eyes. "That's what I was always destined for Loki, to be queen. I could do it. And I guess I thought you actually wanted me too. God knows your brother didn't." She sighs unhappily. "I was willing to see past your strange behavior because it was what I wanted."

"Sif." I say softly. "I'm sorry. I'm sure you would make a lovely queen, but I love Abigail." I look down as the pain crashes against my chest. I hate thinking about her. It's pointless loving someone who doesn't love you back. "But that man, he's the one who sent me away." I quickly tell my tale, and then she and I are sprinting down to the courts to find him.

"Took you long enough." The purple scale covered man sat upon my throne with a wicked smile.