Princess of Frost- Book Two of The Asgardian Avenger (Loki/ Avengers fanfic)

Realization

Katie's POV

Several guards surround a man in chains. They are headed toward the throne room. And from the energy I get, I know that it is Loki.

I immediately teleport myself into the throne room, behind Odin's giant golden throne. Frigga sees me and sits by me, holding my hand tightly.

Odin clears his throat. "Loki, I have important news."

"Obviously important enough to drag me in chains out of my lovely prison," Loki responds.

"Loki, I have no time for your word twisting, just listen."

"I'm listening."

Stand by me, princess. It is required. Odin sends into my mind. Obediently,  I stand up and slowly walk next to his throne, fixing my crown. I stare at the ground.

"As you know, Thor was recently married, which entitled him to the throne. But, he was unsure that he wanted to take the position of king. So I gave him time to decide on this."

Frigga stands next to me now, trying to keep me conscious. Something is bothering me, and it isn't Loki.

"He has come to a decision. Loki, adopted son of Odin, Allfather and king of Asgard, you are to be king," Odin's voice rings through the great room.

"What is the catch?"

"What do you mean?"

"Allfather, there is always a catch for the villain. Always."

I hear wind howling, and it makes me uneasy.

"You have to be married to your true love."

Ouch. Is he saying that I am not his true love? The howling has picked up.

"That seems too good to be true, but I accept my duties as rightful king of Asgard as I follow the correct terms."

Frigga nudges me, and I snap out of my strange coma. Loki is out of his chains now, and I run towards him, not sure exactly what I am doing.

Soon, I am in the familiar embrace that always gives me butterflies.

And in the very moment that I am in his arms, the faceless people surround me. My focus turns to them.

One reaches out to me, its white face staring through my soul. I reluctantly grab his hand. It whisks me to a room. A painting hangs on the wall.

The painting is of Loki and I, obviously king and queen. I stare blankly at it until my vision blurs. The faceless man cups my face in his hands and everything spins back into focus. The throne room. The familiar guards. And the people, only these ones have faces.

Are you alright? Loki asks in my head.

I need to lay down.

Loki nods, glances at Odin, and picks me up gently, carrying me to my room.

He lays me down in my bed, pulling up a chair and holding my hand.

What happened? he asks.

I don't know how to explain it, I will just let you look.

He nods, and I let my mental barrier fall. I can immediately feel his energy, cold and quiet, filling my mind. I just let him see all my thoughts.

Everything. My mother, my father, growing up with SHIELD, the Avengers, my depressed thoughts. Absolutely everything.

Loki squeezes my hand tighter.

I have one dark, sad mind.

My love, I had no idea...

That was the plan, I tell him. Now he knows everything about me. He is the only one that does.

Do you want to see into my mind?

Do I really? Do I want to know his thoughts?

Yes. I say, a little nervous.

If it gets to disturbing for you, tell me. I nod, and he lays down next to me.

Suddenly I can feel all the thoughts open up to me.

Loki as a baby, held by Odin.

Loki as a child, being stuck in the shadows.

Loki not too far back, finding out he was a frost giant. And Odin falling into Odinsleep.

Loki coming to Earth. And meeting me.

Proposing, leaving, being thrown into the dungeon. Now the thoughts feel empty, as if being without me emptied him. Then, I visit him in the prison and his thoughts fill with love.

Then, a thought hits me hard. As soon as we are married, we will be king and queen.

Are you okay? Loki asks.

Fine, just... tired. But it is still daytime, and I have done my fair share of sleeping.

Are you sure?

I really want to sleep. I need to clear my mind.

The light outside the window grows dark all of a sudden.

Do you want me to leave? he asks. I tighten my grip on his hand in response.

Everything in that moment falls into place, and for once, I feel okay.