The God looked impressed. "You are correct." You stood staring at him expectantly. "You have not been told of my being here." You shook your head, waiting for an explanation. "I came to this realm with one specific purpose; I wished to speak with you, with regards Loki."

Your eyes darted around the room, noticing there was no sign of Loki. "Is he still on Asgard?" You were terrified of the response.

"If I were to say yes?"

"Why?" Your voice broke. You assessed the God in front of you, Loki had told you of Odin's power, and also of the staff, which he had in his hand, that amplified it. "What did he do to be forced to remain there?"

"You seem to think he would have to be forced; Loki is not a being renowned for his caring nature." Odin's voice was neutral and distant.

Shaking your head slightly, you refused to believe it. "No."

"No?"

"It is a front."

"You really think so?" Odin raised a brow at that.

"Yes, Loki comes across as cruel and cold, but that is because he does not want to be hurt, so he insists on preventing people from getting close enough to him to do so."

"How would you have come to that assumption when you have not been able to even see the look on his face?"

"It is actually because of that, that I know." Odin's brow furrowed. "Not being able to see caused my other senses to heighten. Loki's voice is a different timbre when he is being dishonest, as it is when he is hurt, or irritated. Not being focused on appearances meant I could focus on more subtle, less easily controlled signs."

"You are an impressive and astute being. I find it somewhat peculiar though, that Loki would seek the attentions of one that is so polar opposite to him. you have intelligence like that of many on our realm, similar even to Loki's, but unlike him, you sought to improve lives with your gift, not worsen."

It perturbed you some bit that Odin knew so much about you. "Can I be so bold as to ask you something Allfather?" Odin nodded curiously. "Why did you really take him from that other realm as a baby? You seem to want to do nothing but see fault in him, I find myself wondering as to why you even bothered to save his life to begin with?"

"Loki is convinced I despise him, he even stated that he thought I would deny his request to aid your plight based solely on my dislike for him. It is not true, if anything, my love for that boy caused me to raise him to think he was equal to Thor. As soon as I took him in my hands on Jötunheim, he stopped crying, he looked me right in my eye, and the look in them, scared, yet so trusting. And when Frigga saw him, Norn's, there was no removing him from her arms, he was her son, in everything but blood. But he always tried to get my attention, I could see his potential, but I thought the best way to push him to strive to be better, was to convince him to attempt to better Thor, I did not realise that behind it all, it made him resent Thor, and me." He shook his head. "He was always so capable of hiding his emotions from everyone, except for Frigga, and now it seems from you also."

"It is probably because we look not with our eyes, perhaps that is the fault of men, they do not look at the subtle."

"Even on this realm, women think they are always right." He chuckled.

"Can he hear this conversation?"

"Who?"

"Loki."

Odin stared at you, slightly unsure. "What makes you think he would be capable of hearing it?"

"He is in the other room." You pointed to the door behind him that led to Loki's sleeping quarters.

Odin looked at the room and back to you. "How could you…"

"I just know it, I can feel him there, all my body is telling me that I have to go there." You shrugged, not fully understanding yourself. In truth, you had no idea if that was even Loki's room, you had never gone there without being led by Loki and Beauty, so you were only guessing.

The look on Odin's face was one of unsettled curiosity. "No, he has no inkling to what is being said here, or even of your presence I would imagine."

"Then why say he was still on Asgard?"

"To see if you would simply leave, if your feelings for him were true or not, I had expected some sort of words, but I must admit, I was not prepared for the ferocity of your argument." He admitted.

"That is a cruel thing to do to someone who clearly was frantic to see a person." You snapped. "Seriously, what the hell?" It did not matter if the man in front of you was one of the most respected men in all the realms, you felt like repeating your treatment of Rogers to him. "If this was the manner in which you raised him, with cruel taunts, it is no wonder he thinks you hate him."

Odin was slightly taken back by your words, and for a moment, was going to argue them, but then thought it best not to. "I simply wanted to ensure your mutual caring for one another. I did not wish for him to hurt another, nor did I wish for him to have become so enthralled in one only interested in him for what can be gained."

"What can be gained from him only notoriety at this stage, he is no longer deemed of your house, and all here despise him, so what else but genuine feelings would call me to him?"

"You speak the truth. I never thought it possible, but he has found someone who sees him for him."

"Having never actually seen him." You smiled.

"Odin's eye went wide. "You have yet to…"

"I was not near here when the invasion took place. I had no idea what Thor looked like until today, nor am I aware of anything of what Loki looks like, bar what I have felt with my hands."

"I see." Odin nodded thoughtfully. "In that case, I will delay you no longer. I am glad he has met you Midgardian, you have more power than any thought possible, you have thawed his heart."

"Bit tasteless a comment, considering his heritage." You commented with a raised brow, earning a chuckle, but your focus was on the door. As Odin left, you continued staring at the door that had, for a moment, glowed golden, but was now as dull looking as before, where you knew Loki was waiting. Terrified, you made your towards the door, slowly and with hesitation. You wanted nothing more than to see him, to have him close to you again, but you feared that his time on Asgard had caused him to become distant once more, or worse, that he thought you boring after your intimacy. With a hand on the handle, you remained for several moments. With a deep breath you pushed slightly on the handle, and it began to go down. Trembling, you pushed on it more. And it finally ceased to go down. When it went slightly ajar, you realised the room was in total darkness. "Loki?" you tried to see if you could make him out, but there seemed to be nothing but what would be expected in a bedroom, and no God.