Frozen Tears Once Shed | Loki FanFic

Chapter 3: Check Mate

Author's Note:

To anyone who actually enjoyed the first two chapters enough to check this one out,  thank you ^-^ the whole process is new to me and I'd love to hear feedback on things I shouldve done differently, or things I did well!

~Whatsernameydg

Laufey's words cut like knives, because they were completely true. You can act as tough as you want, kill as much as you want, did anything you want. But it wouldn't change the fact that you had no place in any of the realms. 

"Renegade?" came a wispy voice from in front of you. You averted your gaze to where the voice originated from, your eyes to see Loki sitting on a chair in front of your large stone fireplace. Your room was larger than your study. The head of your bed was against the same wall as the door. It was big enough to sleep four comfortably, though you enjoyed sleeping with a great amount of pillows. The blankets that were draped neatly over the sides were not blankets at all, but furs in various shades of brown. The entirety of the room was earth-toned. It had a warm, inviting feeling despite your hardened intentions. There were also torch sconces that helped illuminate the area. The whole wall opposite your bed was absolute glass, a large floor to ceiling window. There were also thinner windows lined up on the other walls. You had various leisure books and art utensils spread across your nightstand.

"Oh, did you need something?" you asked wondering why he was in your room and not his. You swiped an arm across your eyes to dry up any rogue tears that were on the brink of slipping out as you steadied your flustered breaths.

"No I'm okay, I've just been thinking about what you said to me earlier. How there are people more monstrous, and further passed the point of no return than I, and those people must pay" Loki said, getting up from his cozy leather chair and walking toward you.

"Is that so? I'm glad you found something to contemplate in my absence." You said, taking a step back. Loki placed hand against the door behind you, fully closing it.

"What's on your mind" Loki asked, looking into your eyes, puzzled.

"Nothing, nothing at all" you say in an unwavering tone.

"I heard Laufey…. Why do you deny something is wrong anyway?" Loki holds you against the wall for a moment looking deeply into your volatile eyes.

"Your eyes…" he silently muttered but never looked away from them before you spoke up.

"What you heard Laufey say is nothing that pertains to you, you should just get some sleep, I'm sure you haven't had a decent one in a long time" You walk passed him and towards the windowsill, looking out at the falling snow with a blank stare.

"I'm in no mood for resting" Loki said, trying to keep the conversation going.

"I'm in no mood for chatting" You reply in a monotone voice.

"Why can't I read you? Most everyone I can just look at them and know everything, but not you. I can't get the slightest bit of information." Loki states, shrugging his shoulders.

"I'm not like most everyone.." you reply, not breaking eye contact with the falling flakes.

"True, you're cunning and powerful, not to mention the fairest creature I've ever laid eyes on, a queen, I suppose you are just too different." Loki says, adverting his eyes back to the crackling flames that danced in the fireplace.

"Too different…" you mutter to yourself, completely inaudible.

Should I tell him? Will he think me weak if I do? Of course he will, because I am indeed weak, he's been misinformed…. this is just Loki's silver tongue, he doesn't care in the slightest. He's playing you, that's all he will do...but what if he opens up? We could….no…no… that wont happen… this will be rather one sided… but I just might walk off the edge of Jotenheim if I must remain this enclosed….But it is something I must bare. Weakness must only be met with strength, I will bare the force of the weight that hangs over my heart and mind.