Prince of Asgard (Loki x Reader)

Chapter 20 - Loki

*The following chapter is from Loki's POV.*

It had been weeks since Y/n had left. My days have mostly been melancholy. Her absence has affected me in more ways than I had anticipated. I was in the delusion that maybe I'll be okay. No doubt, I had overlooked the maybe. The memory of the day she left is perhaps one of the clearest ones I have.

Once I was done updating my journal, a heavy weight of guilt and remorse settled in my gut. I had finished two bottles of the finest and most intoxicating alcohol that night. I just couldn't bring myself to face Y/n after what I had done but as I was drifting to sleep, I knew two things clear as day; I love her and I have to apologize to her.

I was determined to act on that plan the next morning but as the sun came by, I was still splayed on my bed. I changed quickly and went to her chambers to find them empty. Her fragrance still lingered so she couldn't have been long gone. I searched the entire castle twice before spotting her on the Bifrost, speeding towards Heimdall.

Going as fast as I could, I was about to leave the castle when father asked of my presence. He made me and brother welcome Saura, the King of Yaana, and then sent us away. I reached Bifrost as soon as I possibly could, yelling out her name as she disappeared into the light.

My throat ached as Heimdall passed onto me the fact that she was gone. My knees gave away and I had to grab myself from falling completely apart. I couldn't do that, not in front of Heimdall, at least.

That night three more bottles of the same alcohol found their way past my lips. Oh y/n, I miss you terribly.

But now that it's been a thing of past, I'm doing better. I've busied myself by perfecting my magic, reading up on any and every book to make it stronger. The surge of power I felt when Y/n was amplifying the magic was beyond any addiction, it had me wanting for the feel of it. I felt weak and powerless without her support. But that is exactly what I am not. Dependent. I pride myself in my independence and so independent is what I shall be.

Thor, somehow, didn't take her absence too well either. I overheard him raising his concerns about the effect her absence may have on me. But of course, I've conveyed it to him that I am perfectly fine without her and that it was a good riddance.

"You see, mortal lives are nothing but pain, brother dear."

"But I know you, she had your heart."

"For the last time, that is none of your concern." And that was the last word by me. After that we didn't talk about her.

Heimdall has been acting weird, like he's holding onto something. But on the good side, Father struck the deal with Yaana and now we're going to get the aid of their technology. What itches me is our side of the deal. I haven't seen any precious item out of Father's vault and I know better than to ask him. Heimdall could tell me, but he refuses to even acknowledge any enquiry on that matter. His awful silence makes me dread the cause of it.

I have met King Suara quite frequently in the months after the exchange. I, being the only nobility in Asgard who is tech savvy, had the full responsibility of the materials of Yaana. Of course, I wasn't trusted to be left alone with them because the range of abilities their equipment offered, it had me hatching a lot of mischievous plans. I could trick and exploit all of Asgard for centuries.

The stuff they left didn't work unless some nobility from Yaana was present, which is absurd because in the eventuality that we may need to use it, we couldn't wait for them. I smelled something really foul in their exchange and was willing to alert Father, but he was acting all too busy so I let it rest. I'll try collecting more evidence and then maybe discuss it with Heimdall. He understands me and has been, strangely, quite relenting regarding me since the day Y/n left.

Today, I shall be visiting Yaana formally to meet Suara and his son, Shuaya, to mark the completion of three months of the exchange. From what I've heard, the Father-Son duo were strict yet great rulers. Shuaya had a throne waiting for him as soon as he conquers any planet in the Nine Realms with the obvious exception of Yaana itself. But if he conquers Yaana itself, he'll have the throne anyway. It's a weak test of strength and character, but then again those people have been deprived too long of their basic needs to care about trivial matters such as character.

Heimdall waited for me at his usual place. I was accompanied by two soldiers who were carrying peace offerings. The bridge took us to Yaana, right in front of the castle gates.

We were welcomed by the diplomats and led to their version of the Grand Hall. I was informed that the King himself couldn't make it, but I'll meet the rest of the royal family. They led me right outside the gates of the hall, I shall be on my own from here.

As I entered the hall, with my smirk and confidence ready, a familiar fragrance filled my nose, bringing back a bittersweet recent past. At the end of the great white and red corridor, the silhouette of a woman was visible on the throne. A foolish thought crossed me, I was a clown for hoping her to be Y/n but if it meant I could see Y/n again, I was ready to be even that.

Clearing my throat, I sent my confidence down the hall, "I am Loki, of Asgard. I come in peace and offer Yaana the regards of Asgard and Allfather Odin."

"I know who you are and why you're here."

My breath shuddered as I recognized the unmistakable voice of y/n from across the Hall. I quickened my footsteps and took a slow and full look at her. She was absolutely stunning in her white and red robes, with the crown sparkling on her head. I couldn't take my eyes off her. She was absolutely regal but her features were on the edge, they weren't soft. She wasn't smiling.

What in the Hel's name had transpired here? I had to know, I had to ask.

"Wouldn't you give me the pleasure of your introduction? After all, I do mean something." A wink and a smirk punctuated my request.

"I am Y/n, Queen of Yaana. And you, are nothing."