Hello my lovelies, so here is the next chapter. It is a talking one again im afraid, but sometimes you just need it I hope you enjoy it loads. I quite enjoyed writing this chapter. Please please please post your amazing comments. You make my day when you do.
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Leera awoke in her husband's arms, a glow over her whole body and his, smiling at the previous night's events. Crooking her neck to look up at Loki's face, her hand resting on his chest, Leera admired the peaceful look on his face. Scooting upwards a little, feeling Loki's hands brush past her hips and he held onto her, Leera rested on her elbow and watched her sleeping husband. Removing her other hand from his chest, Leera reached over and slowly stroked the side of Loki's face, eyeing his magnificent features. Feeling the caresses on his face, Loki slowly opened his sleepy eyes and found his wife, sitting up slightly with a smile on her face. Humming in appreciation, Loki lifted his head, leaning into Leera's touches. "Good morning, handsome" Leera said softly. Loki closed his eyes, his humming getting louder as he grew fond of Leera's caresses.
"Good morning to you too" Loki said hazily, opening his eyes and grinned at Leera. "You look rather beautiful this morning…" Loki complimented and pulled himself up into a seated position. Leera crawled moments after, onto the emerald green gods lap and rested her head in the crook of his neck.
"Only beautiful this morning? Am I hideous the rest of my days?" Leera spoke, playfully. Loki quickly placed a kiss on his beauties head and wrapped his arms around her closely.
"Undeniably, you are the most magnificent, striking female I have ever laid my eyes one in all my years" his voice came dripping with desire. Leera rouged and giggled, grazing her plump lips over the pallid skin covering Loki's muscular neck. Loki groused and dropped his back against the head board, his hands grasping Leera's hips tighter, edging her on. Leera looked up at Loki's pleasured expression and bit her lip.
"Loki, can I ask something of you?" Leera said pertly. Loki groaned and nodded
"You can asked anything of me at this moment…" Loki gasped, gripping her even tighter to him. Unwillingly opening his eye, Loki gazed at his wife, his eyes full of want.
"Will you… I haven't… I have only seen you one, for a short moment in Jotun form. Would you change for me now, please? I want to see you" Leera broke off, ill at ease. Loki was shocked at her request and felt himself becoming self- conscious at her request. He did not like his Jotun form, and figured that Leera would find him grotesque.
"Leera, I don't really… I don't want you to see me like that… please, don't ask me to show you once more" Loki replied, feeling nauseous. Leera ignored his reply and straddled his lap, resting her hands on his shoulders. Loki's mouth dropped and rested his head back against the headboard once more.
"Please show me" Leera begged.
"I cannot win with you can I?" The god of mischief whined in defeat "Close your eyes, and open them only when I say" the dark haired woman nodded in understanding and closed her eyes. Her ears piping up, she could hear her husband exhaled. Feeling a sudden breeze, Leera gasped and felt coolness creep up her lower legs, then to her thighs, then up her torso and through her hands on Loki's shoulders. "Ok, open them" Leera slowly opened her eyes and gasped at the sight. Not from fear but from awe. Leera bared her eyes into Loki's now red eyes and she let her mouth drop. Sliding her hands up Loki's neck, Leera traced her fingers over the markings along his blue skin, and hummed. Loki sat, afraid as his wife trailed her green eyes over his natural form. Leera's hands reached Loki's face and she cupped Loki's cold face in her hands.
"You are so beautiful…" Leera whispered, moving her fingers across Loki's well architecture face and traced one of her fingers over his cool bottom lip. Loki rolled his eyes and opened his mouth. Leaning forward, Leera placed her mouth on Loki's. Loki gripped the back of Leera's nightdress and slammed her hard against his chest, deepening the kiss. Leera grabbed Loki's hair in her hands and pulled Loki's head backwards, revealing his neck, and she trailed kisses along it.
"I-I do…I do not repel you?" Loki asked, genuinely shocked at the way Leera was responding.
"Not at all…" Leera said, pulling away and smiled. "…I love you anyway you look. I married what's inside of you. I couldn't care less if you had eight legs or nine eyes. I just love you"
"Well, it's a good job I am handsome isn't it" Loki grinned and allowed his Jotun form to disappear, his pale skin returning along with his magnificent emerald green eyes. Leera laughed and rolled off Loki, dropping by the side of him.
"Thank you for showing me" Leera whispered and kissed Loki's cheek.
"Thank you for not screaming and running away" Loki joked. Sighing once more, Loki leaned forward and rubbed his tired eyes.
"What is it?" Leera asked quietly.
"I must get ready my love. I have a... Appointment with some guards. Please, if you would, visit our son this morn and give him my love. Give him word that I shall visit him later this day." Loki sighed, sliding out from the silk sheets on the bed.
"Are you going to cast fair judgment on them?" leer asked, pulling the sheets up to cover herself in the coolness of the room. Loki walked to the washroom to clean up. Freshening himself, Loki emerged already dressed and began to tighten the cuffs of his outer leather coat.
"I shall judge them as I see fit" Loki replied, not looking up at his wife. Loki heard the sigh from his wife and looked up flat her. "You think me overacting?"
"No, I don't. But it would be good to show them mercy. Do you not want the people to have a good opinion on you?" Leera asked.
"I care not what the people think. As long as I have your support, I care not. Do I, Leera? Do I have your support?"
"Always, Loki. I shall respect you decision, whatever that may be. I just don't want the people to look on you with... I don't know. I just want everyone to love you as I do"
"The only love I need, the only love I crave, is that of my wife and my children. If the people turn their head from me, if my decision is to be to banish them, strip them of their honour, then so be it. I do not need them. I am not to be their king, so I need not loving attention from them"
"So is that what you are going to do? Banish them?"
"I know not Leera. My mind still has not settled on my decision." Loki replied and edged towards the door and cast a look over his shoulder, smiling at his wife. Leera blew Loki a kiss and watched as he left the room in silence. Walking slowly towards the library, Loki tightened his fists and grits his teeth, thinking about the guards and his son. Picking up his pace with rage, Loki stormed through the halls.
Arriving at the doors to the palace of books, Loki walked through the doorframe and was faced with the three guards at the bottom of the room. Darkening his face, Loki stalked towards them, and took a seat on one of the chairs, biding the guards to stand before him. Placing an elbow on the arm rests, Loki places his fingers together, as If praying, and looked beyond menacing. "I presume you visited my son this morn?" Loki spoke after a few moments of silence, glaring and the nervous men. The talkative guard looked at the others for response then gazed back to his lord and prince.
"We did my lord. We offered our apologies" the guard replied. Loki scoffed and licked his lips. His eyes now gleaming with mischief.
"What do you think your punishment should be?" Loki asked, raising an eyebrow. The guards looked at the raven haired prince with surprise at his questions and they all began to mutter and babble, hardly forming words together. "You, talkative one, tell me, what punishment do you think you deserve for your negligence in duty?" Loki pointed to the guard whom had previously spoken.
"I, um, my lord? I don't..." the guard stuttered and Loki rolled his eyes.
"What about you, he slightly robust of the group?" Loki commented, pointing to the larger man on the left of the talkative guard. "What say you?"
"I, I do not, I um..." he said.
"My, have the guards of Asgard lost their ability to speak? You there, the silent one, speak. Have thou a punishment in mind, or with you also deliver me incessant babbling?" the final guard looked terrified and stood silent. "come now, I give you all the opportunity to choose you fate, so that it would be a less harsher fate than one I will cast..." silence "oh how you are a stubborn lot. Do you not know that it is rude and dishonourable to ignore a prince? Prithe, speak, or I will cast judgement!" Loki spat, now leaning forward in his chair, his hands grasping the wooden arms.
"Please my lord, be merciful to us. It was a mistake... No, we did neglect our duty and there are no excuses for such an act, but please, have mercy on us this day. Our position as protectors of the realm is our life. We live only to serve the All-Father and his kingdom. Please, I beg of you in good light, send us off with a mere warning, or return us to our duty without our medals of honour, but do not cast us completely from our positions in the kingdom. Let thy mercy fall upon us this day..." the silent guard spoke, with pleading in his eyes. Loki's face did not soften, and for the time being, nor did his heart.
"Tell me, do you think me to be merciful?" Loki inquired, leaning back in his chair.
"I believe you to be a man of honour my lord, one to cast fair judgement on those who need it, but also show favour and mercy to those who may not deserve it." the guard replied and Loki chuckled darkly, recognising the guard.
"Ahh, I recall your face, silent one. You were signposted outside my chambers until you were awarded a higher rank from the All-Father, were you not?"
"I was my lord" the guard nodded and placed a fist over his heart
"I sent you on some errands, as I recall, conceding the lady Loki and the traitor, barthais" Loki recalled, placing a finger on his lip. "You did well under my command." Loki complimented and the guard backed up behind the talkative one. "So, you two, who do you, think I am? Am I he whom this guard did describe? Do you both believe me to be as such? I would have you speak no lies, for you cannot deceive a deceiver" the plump guard stepped forward and placed his fist over his chest.
"I do believe what was said about you by my comrade, my lord. I echo every word from his mouth" the guard said. Loki eyed him for a moment, he reminded him of his fellow Volstagg and he smiled, shooing him backwards.
"And what say you, you of a relentless tongue? Speak quickly" Loki said authority evident in his voice.
"I think, I think... I think you can be cruel my lord, and unjust in your dealings. You make those around you fear you and tremble. You are powerful, and not a force to be reckoned with, but in saying that, my lord, you are capable of honour and mercy, for I have witnessed it with my own eyes. I speak out of turn to thy prince of Asgard, but I was asked to speak my mind. My comrades here have spoken their heart, and have said kind words. I have spoken my heart and what I feel. If you are to punish, then punish me. These men are devout to you, and have shown their respect with their words. I have respect for you my lord, but what I spoke of is a true feeling in my heart. I shall accept whatever punishment you shall give me, but, I ask one thing, that these men be given a second chance and let go to return to their duties this morn" the guard spoke.
"You speak with confidence, something I cannot falter..." Loki spoke, and then flickered his gaze to the others. "…You have a good friend among you. I cannot imagine you would have done the same for him, somehow. I will appear to my merciful side, on behalf on this guard. You may both leave and return to your duties, under strict warning. If I should hear again of your negligence in your duties I shall not delay in casting a firm hand against you, do you understand. Come by the grand hall this afternoon, while I and my wife feast with the All-Father. I shall return you medals of honour then. Until that time, return to your station without them" The guards grovelled and thanked Loki, giving promises to him that they would never do such a thing again and left with glee to return to their stand post, not thinking once about the guard left in the library and what he had done for them. "It seems that they cared not about you, nor noticed the act of which you done for them" Loki registered out loud, returning his gaze to the confident one. "So, will you tell me now what your punishment should be?"
"I will accept anything your lordship casts upon me. I am willing to pay the price for my wrong doings and theirs" The guard replied, standing tall. Loki watched him for a moment and stood to his feet, circling the guard.
"Do you fear me, guard?" Loki asked, intrigued to know the answer.
"I do not, my lord" He replied.
"And why is that, oh ye with such confidence?" Loki stopped and whispered into the guard's ear.
"My first and foremost duty is sworn to the All-Father. I fear him, yes. I fear you not, but a challenge yes, you do appear" The guard replied, honestly.
"You have nerve to speak to me with such distain. I should be angered, disgusted, yet I find myself intrigued at your lack of reverence for me. Indeed, apart from my wife, I have met no other than you. Tell me, from whose household do you come?" Loki said, raising an eyebrow, now facing the guard.
"From Lord Gaisha's my Prince"
"Ahh, one of the All-Father's attendants? You must be then, I presume, Young Gerathaim, the soldier that Gaisha prided himself on so during the All-Father's meetings of conduct?" Loki said amused.
"I am he, my good lord" Gerathaim replied.
"Well then, this is certainly a pleasure. My mind tells me to punish you for your lack of duty and protection of my son, yet I find myself amused at the company that stands before me with unrelenting confidence. I seem I cannot bring myself to cast any lot on your shoulder's, for I know how dear your father is to the All-Father, and to bring shame on you would be to bring shame on your father, and that is not of my decision. You seem to have saved yourself, young Gerathaim. Your stout heart has twisted my intentions. Tell me Gerathaim, if I am not to cast judgement upon you, then will you take my offer of becoming my guard? For I know my brother has taken to private escorts when leaving the palace to wander the streets of Asgard and beyond. I have not till this day found a guard suitable for such a job in protecting me, and my family. I would bring great honour to your household to be awarded with such a position" Loki asked expectantly.
"I shall, whole heartedly accept, my prince. I shall serve you" The guard replied, bowing.
"Are you not going to thank me for not casting judgement upon you?" Loki said mischievously, raising an eyebrow.
"I am thankful for the position, that is all my lord" The guard replied and Loki laughed.
"Why does your sheer lack of respect not infuriate me" Loki snapped lightly, annoyed at himself, and then broke into a laugh, waving his hand, shaking his annoyance away. "Come, dear Gerathaim, walk with me to the healing chambers, I wish to know more of you" Gerathaim nodded and walked behind Loki, his hardened expression slowly fading into a smile behind Loki's back as he was silently thankful for his mercy and the new found position that was granted him. The two men walked side by side through the halls of the palace of Asgard, towards the healing chambers, exchanging words of a light hearted sort.