Chapter 99

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Loki's POV

That night, all of us stayed nearby at a hotel. I had my own room since Valkyrie wanted her own room and there was only so much room in the rooms we had. Korg and Miek were used to staying together and Thor asked if I would be alright on my own since he wanted to keep an eye on the two. I said it was fine. I wanted to be alone for the time being.

It was late when we made it there. It had been a bit of a drive. I only said a quiet goodnight to the others before going inside my room. I sat on the bed and let my face fall into my hands. My head hurt and so did my heart. I didn't even know what to do with myself.

I felt sick and weak. Everything finally started to cave in around me. The weight of it all was so real. I had already cried for her, but this was hitting me a lot harder now. I missed her so much already. It was so much worse than before.

"Damn it...I...how could I let it come to this? I'm so sorry... I failed you, Izzy. I promised you..."

Eventually, I decided to take a shower. I didn't know if it would help, but I assumed nothing could. I tried to accept it, but how could I? I had never expected to care about someone like this. It was tearing me apart. I could hardly focus on trying to bathe myself. I didn't even care.

I changed into something more comfortable, laying down and staring at the ceiling. This was familiar to me. Even when I had been in that damned cell, I remembered nights when my mind had wandered to her. Ever since that night when she had made me laugh and smile, I had been entranced by her. I had denied it so heavily, but it was that night I had seen what everyone else had proclaimed about her. She was special and she had captured my heart right then and there.

"...Why did you do this...just for my sake? What am I supposed to do without you? How can I ever belong somewhere else? How can I be happy this way?" My questions were met with silence. I swallowed again, feeling the tears rolling down my face. My throat became slightly sore after a bit. I knew I had to stop or else I would never be alright. But I'm already ruined...

I decided to leave. I didn't know where I would go, but I needed to be somewhere else. I don't think I actually cared where. I used my magic to disguise myself for the time being. I didn't want anyone to recognise me.

As soon as I was far enough away, I changed back and my magic gave my a simple outfit. I kept walking, not feeling the cold breeze around myself. There was so much swimming through my head. It was more than I felt I could handle, especially on my own.

I remembered some of our best nights together. There were times when I would find her in the garden, playing with the fish in the pond. She had learned all of their names. I couldn't remember any of them. I had found it silly, but now I wished I could remember more. I didn't want to forget a single detail, but I'd lost so much already.

There was another time when I hadn't been able to find her all around the palace. She had nearly given my a heart attack when I eventually found out she was perched on top of the palace. Her love of high places was one that I didn't like, but now I found those memories sweet. I had been afraid for no reason. Izetta was always perfectly capable. 

However, my favorite memory of our many nights on Asgard was one when we had gone to her tree. We had not been together very long. I had yet to learn all about her adventurous personality. Both of us had been relaxing, at first, before she'd gotten restless. What she had suggested next surprised me.

*Flashback*

"Hey, let's go exploring!" 

"Exploring?"

"Yeah! Come on!"

"Izetta, I've lived here all my life. I know Asgard better than- Izetta?" I sat up straight as I saw her racing along the beach already. "Izetta! Wait! Wait for me at least!" I rushed after her as she laughed and kept running.

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