Rightful Place (Loki Fan-fiction)

Chapter Three

     The doors to the throne room busted open as three guards, a woman, and Loki all entered. Loki glanced around the room, taking in everything, still trying to answer his own questions. The most important one at the moment was, where was he?

"Un cuff him now." She said as the doors began to close. The guards took their precious time freeing him, but Loki acted as if he didn't care.

"Guards, leave us." With one quick bow, the guards did as they were told and swiftly left the room.

"I have some simple questions for you." Loki stood in silence, waiting for her to continue on.

"What do you call yourself?"

"What business do you have with knowing my name?"

"Just wondering." Loki scanned her up and down, trying to see any sign of danger or threat. But when he couldn't seem to find anything, he decided to answer her question.

"I am Loki."

"Loki what?"

"That is none of your concern." The woman nodded and slowly turned to walk towards the throne seat.

"You are a man trying to hide his identity, no?" Loki gave her no more than a blank stare. She was trying to get answers, which he was not at all happy with freely giving.

"I will give you the answers that you desire, it you give me information as well." The woman pondered on his deal, but soon spoke.

"Deal. What is your full name?"

"Loki Laufeyson. Where am I?"

"Ah, you are Laufey's kin. Pure Jotunheim blood."

"Answer my question." The woman held up her hand to stop him from speaking.

"All in good time." Loki growled.

"We made a deal."

"Yes we did, but you were the one who failed to say when or where I had to answer your questions." Loki felt himself beginning to grow impatient and frustrated. Never before had he, of all people, been so tricked; besides by his parents, that is. It was time for him to turn the table and play his cards.

"You are very wise and quick with words. You must be of high power." The woman smirked and crossed her arms.

"I was once." Loki smirked back, he got the answer he needed.

"If you are no longer in power, than what gives you the right to speak to me, of royal blood, the way you are, puny woman?" The woman bit her tongue. She had given him the answer he needed to over rule her. Now she had no choice but to go to plan B.

"Guards!" She yelled, hoping that everything would go as planned. The guards busted through the doors and stood at attention waiting for further instructions. She hated having to come to this, but there was no other way to get the answers that she needed. This was her only choice.

"Bring her in." The guards glanced at each other, then back at the woman.

"Madam, are you sure that that's the best idea?" The woman sighed and stared at the guard.

"She is the only way. Now go." With that, the guards bowed and then headed back out the way they had came.

"Who is coming?" Loki said easily hiding his fear of who she had sent for. The woman looked back at him with sadness in her eyes.

"The one who brought you here."