Thor was truly lost for words at this point, so Loki did like him; that much was obvious. But was he truly that dull he hadn't noticed? No, Loki was always good at hiding his feelings; his own mother didn't even know what her son was thinking. Thor had always thought he knew his brother inside out, now he wasn't so sure.

Standing up he sighed and scratched the back of his head. He needed a solution; He didn't want to make the situation worse, but he didn't know how to make it better.

"Thor sweetie, what are you doing here?"

Loki's storm followed him all the way back to his room; he spotted the Three and Sif who looked curious at him. He ignored them and shut himself away in his chamber.

Thor was an idiot that much was still clear. But Loki knew he was in no true place to complain. It wasn't as if he himself expressed any feelings; so he would admit that it wasn't exactly Thors fault he couldn't figure out what Loki was thinking.

Irritated he slammed his head into a pillow and screamed.

"Mother, I didn't see you come in." Thor looked at his mother nervously, hoping she didn't see what had happened seconds ago.

"I heard some commotion on my way over and decided to come and see, where did Loki go off to in such a hurry?"

"I think he was feeling sick, he's a little stressed about the upcoming event."

She nodded, "I can only imagine." She wandered over to her horse and stroked her mane.

"Are you feeling okay?" she asked.

"Oh, yeah; I'm fine."

She gave him a look, "Something is bothering you though, is it not?"

Thor decided that if anyone knew what to do; his mother did. But he needed a way to ask what to do without her knowing what the true problem was. He could really use Loki's silvertongue at the moment.

"Well, I suppose… It's a relationship problem."

She nodded for him to go on.

"There's this girl, and I really like her mom, I mean; she means the world to me. But every time we see one another I always mess up and she ends up getting mad at me."

"Well, what are you doing that's making her mad?"

Thor thought, "Well, it's whenever we… Get close."

Frigga eyed him up; "You mean intimate?"

Thor blushed, "We have never gone farther than kissing I promise you." Knowing that wasn't entirely true.

She nodded, "Well, if an argument happens every time you make a move; try waiting until she makes it. Some people don't want to move fast, or they're confused about their own feelings."

Thor had already decided that that was the problem; but it was comforting to hear his mother say it.

"Distance yourself; see if she comes to you. Your father was always quick to come to me, and it drove me insane I tell you! But once he backed off a little, I came around to him. But don't just ignore her; talk to her and get to know her more. She'll come around."

Frigga smiled at her son.

Thor smiled and hugged her, "Thanks mom, I figured it was something like that. You helped a lot."

Frigga kissed her son on the head; "Well, glad I could help. Where did your brother run off too?"

Thor shrugged, "I don't know, I think he wants to be alone. I'm going to go and see Volstagg and them. Thanks again mother!"

Thor took off and Frigga headed toward Heimdall, she had some questions to ask.

Frigga approached Heimdall who smiled at her honestly. "What can I do for you my Queen?"
He spoke in that deep voice of his that shook even her core.

"My boys seem to under some stress; Thor speaks of a girl whom he fancies. Do you know who it is? I can't imagine its Lady Sif." She smiled at herself.

"You're correct for it is not Lady Sif, but it's someone you would not expect."

She gave him a look, "By the way you speak it sounds as if you believe it better off that I don't know." Heimdall smiled, "Correct again, however if anyone is to know I believe it should be you. For the King may not take to the news lightly." She sighed and rubbed her temples, "Who is it Heimdall?"

"It is his brother, Loki."