Loki

Pre-Gaming

Loki brought me back to Freyja's rooms. She had apparently been fretting on where I had stormed off after leaving her with the god of storms.

"You look happy." I teased.

She glared at me, arms on her hips. "I had to fight Thor."

Loki hummed. What I wouldn't have given to see that fight. "Given that it hasn't started raining, that must mean Thor won."

"He always does." Freyja countered. I watched both of them speak, the conversation much like Classic Pong. "I had no choice. He was already upset about Morgan leaving in a huff. He wanted to be insulted by her dismissal!"

That made them acknowledge me. Loki gave me a side stare- something like a proud quirk on his lips.

"Lady Freyja and I were having a discussion. He interrupted. I decided to end the conversation by going to the library." I replied. My smile came as warm and bright. He knew what happened after the library.

His grin told me he did indeed know what happened next. "He won't give up on meeting you."

I waved it off. "That's a headache for later."

"It's a headache I'm still dealing with!" Freyja snapped. "The library? You went to a library, why?" River Song asking me about libraries was not a topic I liked. It was more than a little upsetting, so I just ignored it. "Don't tell me-"

"You weren't giving me answers so I had to get my own." I answered. "Thanks again for that, Loki."

Loki gave a quick nod of his head. "You're welcome."

Freyja kept looking between us. She didn't seem surprised that I had found him. She had given in to the fact that if it inconvenienced her, I would probably do it. Twice just to prove a point. She was so easy to irritate.

"But I know why I was brought here." I began, moving to stand by the wall. It gave me the chance to look at both of them without being in the middle. Loki took some steps forward, while Freyja moved to lean on her bedpost. "I'll help but I need the full facts."

"What could you be lacking?" Freyja asked. "You've had five hours here."

I tilted my head. No need to tell her about Loki and I's trip. "Did you miss- Nope. No time. Loki. Tell me everything you know about Thor's coronation."

"I told you everything you-" Freyja complained.

"No. You told me everything you wanted me to know. I need to know everything else." I turned to Loki. "If you don't mind?"

Loki shook his head. "Ask, Queen Morgan, and you will receive." He sighed, folding his hands together. "He's nervous. He denies it, but he has been quiet lately. He is not ready for the responsibility of being king."

"Like...he's not ready to grow up? Wants to still be a prince that can do fun things like spar and go on adventures?" I suspected.

"Exactly." Loki confirmed. "Mother has made it no secret she expects much of the more 'boring' affairs will be handled by me, in the name of Thor's advisor. Thor is too used to that- to taking my help or using my words and benefits. He is in for a shock for matters that won't accept my say- or even that his say won't be what Asgard needs."

I nodded, taking it all in. Sitting down, I waited for Loki to continue.

He did. He went on and on about all the ways Thor fell short. The many lessons skipped out on as a boy, the behaviors unbecoming of a new king that Thor had been playing up for ages. Loki made a point to say that Odin wasn't at fault for this poor decision. Rather it was what everyone expected to happen. Made king by popular vote.