I stared at my food. I couldn't remember what this food was called. It looked like ham and smelt like ham. I knew Asgardians didn't call it ham.
I watched as Odin ate his food. He seemed so disinterested by it. He sat differently in his chair. I mean not straight almost like he was tired.
I picked up the fork and plunged it into the ham. I grabbed a knife and cut it into small rectangular pieces. I picked one up and popped it in my mouth. I chewed slowly.
It had been a long time since I had been here. Nothing compared to the time before.
"What are the humans like?" Odin crossed his arms in front of him.
I chewed my ham thinking about the appropriate words.
"Difficult, and uneasy, yet they know how to live and not die, it was strange, I almost thought they were civilized after living so long with them," I set my fork down and stared at my food. I didn't want to make eye contact with him.
"Civilized, but not yet, what a peculiar thing to say," he chewed more food.
Had I said something wrong?
Why did he say peculiar? Odin didn't say that.
Actually Loki...
I chewed more food. I think in those moments I pieced it all together. I realized everything. I stopped eating and felt a lump in my throat.
He said things differently.He even sat differently!
"If you will excuse me," I stood up. Odin nodded slowly. He seemed confused.
He knew I knew. I rushed out of the room. I ran to my own.
Odin wasn't Odin. He may have been Odin when I came back the first time but now.
Odin was Loki.
How could I not have noticed before? How did no one notice?
Loki was alive. I threw myself on the bed I started hyperventilating.
No no no!
I tried to calm down but every thought went back to Loki.
I started to cry. How could he not tell me?
Did he think I didn't care? That his death meant nothing to me?
Did our love mean nothing to him?
I went to the window and looked out at the stars.
But if Loki was Odin.....
Where was Odin?
