Burdens

Intentions

Rain pounded down upon the dark windows. The electricity has been out for about hours now... I believe it's about 1 am in the morning... I could be wrong though... I've lost track of time. I couldn't sleep; I haven't been able to sleep.  My mind is consumed with thoughts of only him... the possibility of him being something much more powerful; of him being a god unnerved me.  Confronting him about it scared me. I wanted to run away and not even worry about this... but I still waited for him.

After three long months, the front door opened. I could hear him walk in and move towards me from behind. A pit in my stomach grew as he stopped right in front of me. He looked down upon me, emotionless and thinking deeply. It took every inch of self-control I had to not leap into his arms.

"You look like you have been dreaming, my dear" His voice shook me to the core.

"Perhaps..."

"I hope your dreams have been filled with me, for you have filled mine..."

"Is this how you say hello after three months with no word from you?" 

"I have tried to, my sweet, but it deemed impossible to contact anyone from where I was."

"And where was that?" I looked him straight in the eyes, but Loki raised an ayebrow at me and chuckled.

"Darling, does that truly matter at the moment?"

"Yes, it does Loki." I took a deep breath, preparing for the battle ahead.

"Elsa, please... I am tired and don't wish to go down this route" he spread out his arms, "Now come into my arms, my darling" 

All self-control vanished as I basically jumped into his embrace.

"That's better" Loki sighed as he stroked my tousled hair and then lifted up my chin to study my face, "Poor snowflake, have I really been worrying you so much that you've ceased to sleep?" Loki shook his head as if in mock disappointment. "No... That's not it. There is something more here."

He knew.

"What else is troubling you my dear?"

"Nothing" I kept a calm tone, even though inside I was a bundle of nerves and fear. Even with the simple beat of a butterfly's wings I could completely unravel. 

"Go ahead and lie darling..." Loki's eyes taunted me as a Cheshire cat grin grew on his face, "but you could never lie to me... And you know that."

I had no choice, but to confront him...

"Who are you, Loki?"  Loki's grasp on me tightened.

"You know who I am" he chuckled.

"I don't know if I do, Loki" I removed myself from his arms and stepped back, "I don't know if the man before me, is the one I've come to known. Or if it's just a façade..."

"Then tell me, Elsa, Who am I?" His blue eyes filled with curiosity.

"Loki, the god of mischief, Son of King Odin, and Prince of Asgard." The air around us started to cool as ice formed at my feet. "That is exactly who you are, please correct me if I am wrong." 

Loki chuckled as gold light spread over him. His business suit dissolved into black and green leather along with gold plating. A green cape draped over his shoulders and a gilded helm with curled back horns adorned his head. He bore the exact same silhouette as the figure in my dream. My eyes widened in amazement... I could not take my eyes off of him.

"Then look, my sweet mortal" he grinned with pleasure, "Look with those lovely eyes of yours and bask in the glory of a god."  

His stance instantly became predatory as he moved forward, making my knees weak. This was all so overwhelming... I refused to believe it before, but now with him like this right in front of me, with all signs pointing towards the truth... It hurt.