When Loki awoke, his wounds had miraculously healed. He looked around and saw nobody by his side. This was how it was supposed to be.
Alone. Forever.
Loki sighed and sat up. He magicked one of his shirts on himself; green as it was his signature colour. He got off the bed. He didn't need permission to leave.
He walked down the hall, mindlessly minding his own business. It wasn't until he bumped into the same guard that pushed him out of the window.
Loki was in fear and before he knew it, the guard shoved Loki into a nearby room and locked the doors. It was a windowless room. Loki was terrified now as he saw the guard facing him. The guard magicked both of their clothing off, which Loki didn't know that he could do. He backed away into the wall, scared as ever. That only gave the guard to corner Loki and he carefully touched Loki's face. Loki gulped in fear. He didn't want this. The guard slipped on a cloth gag onto the shaking prince and then proceeded to carry him to the bed, tying his limbs to the bedposts. Loki knew that this was much more intense than last night. He wasn't able to shout for help this time. He had tears going down his face as he braced for the worst.
The guard climbed up on top of the fearful prince and almost instantly thrusted himself into his hole. Loki cried out in pain, tears going down his face. He couldn't do anything as he felt the guard thrusting into him, in and out he slowly went. Loki tried to tell him to stop, but the cloth gag on his mouth prevented him to properly speak. He tried to break free from the chains he was in but it was much too strong. He could only lay there. He eventually accepted his fate and lay there silently, his tears escaping his eyes. He knew that he wouldn't be able to get over this.
The session lasted at least an hour. The guard got off Loki and magicked both of their clothing on and released Loki from the chains and gag. He unlocked the door and walked out.
Loki tried to calm himself down after what had happened. He wiped the tears off his face and stood up. He was in so much pain from this. He just had to accept this as normal. He took a deep breath and walked out of the room, walking down the hall once again. He was sort of walking funny because of the pain he had just endured, but he wouldn't tell anyone about it since nobody trusted him enough to even believe him.
He saw two guards coming towards him and straightened himself out so that he looked formal to them and not someone who was weak and in pain. "Prince Loki, your father requires your presence." One of the guards says to the young prince. Loki gulps and follows the two guards silently. He knew what was coming and he feared it the most.
As the doors opened, his official royal title was announced. Loki gulped and stepped inside, he bowed at the staircase of the throne. "You wanted to see me, father?" He asks, trying not to show how nervous he was. The Allfather looked down at Loki and began to speak. "I have heard about the ordeal that has happened to you and have decided on not letting the guard to be fired. I assume it's been lies due to how untrustworthy you are these days."
Loki was in shock about what his father had just said. He stood up straight and looked at his father angrily. "There were witnesses!" He shouted angrily. The Allfather had found that as an excuse and dismissed him. "NO! I DID NOT LIE IT WAS NOT A TRICK! YOU HAVE TO LISTEN TO ME-" "SILENCE! YOU ARE NOT WORTHY OF ANYTHING AND YOU CERTAINLY DO NOT HAVE THE RIGHT TO DO SUCH A CRUEL ACT TO YOURSELF!" The Allfather shouted as he cut Loki off. Loki looked to him in tears. He couldn't believe what his father had just said. He felt sick and weak. All he could remember was inaudible shouting as he fell to the floor in a heap, hitting his head on the cold, golden floor. Blood seeped out the side of his fragile head as he passed out, slipping away from the realms.
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Behind His Closed Doors
FanfictionThe young prince of Asgard should necessarily have a normal and happy life within the palace walls. But is he really happy with how he lives?