Illusions | Loki & Jane

11. Brothers

It was hard for Odin to see his son getting hurt, but as the King of Asgard and the protector of the Nine Realms, he had to make sacrifices. He was forced to make decisions for the greater good, even though if it would hurt himself or his loved ones. It was the burden he had to bear. He exhaled slowly, letting himself sink into the throne, why did it have to be her out of all people in all the worlds? He thought, rubbing his eyes wearily. He was anxious about Loki and how he would manage his loss, nevertheless his fears seemed to be groundless, after nine months the Demigod appeared to be his old self again. What the Allfather didn't know was that his adopted son was not at all like his old self. Loki had been locking himself up in his chambers for a while, until Thor had forced him to join his battles again, thinking he was merely bored. The fights distracted the God of Mischief, especially since he enjoyed using his skills once more. Little by little he had started mocking people with his magic again, finding the fun in seeing his fellow Asgardians scratching their heads confused, spinning around bewildered or even being petrified out of fear. He had not been creating illusions for over three years and now, after his experience of love and loss, he did nothing else, which was a way of overcoming his pain by embarrassing innocents, laughing at them when they reacted to his illusions. Probably it was not the healthiest strategy, however Odin had never known him any different, for him it was nothing to be anxious about. He even dared to hope that the visions of the clairvoyant had been wrong and Thor was ready to be crowned. He truly wanted to believe that he didn't have to implement his plan, which he had forged out nine months before, because if he ought to, then he would hurt both sons and his wife even more. Maybe the Allfather didn't have to intervene and force his son to become mature, he would have faith in both of his sons and that Thor would be ready and Loki would provide him with council, just like Frigga always believed.

All of them wander around and have no clue about life. Loki thought, standing at the balcony, sighing annoyed. He was looking down on the people that walked past the palace. All of them pretend to be innocent, but sadly they are just naive and manipulative, I could overrun them all. Yes, the Demigod seemed normal and himself, he was laughing, having fun with his brother and Thor's friends everyday, however he never showed the frustration that was hidden behind his bright eyes and facade of mockery. He had never forgotten about his love and the more time passed, the more he began breeding anger. It was Thor's easy life that offended him. The God of Thunder had not to worry about anything, being served all day long, treating everyone around him as his slaves and never being in the inconvenient situation of making difficult choices. He was living in a golden cage, how could someone like that become a great king? No, something had to happen so that Thor would finally get to know life and could learn how much it hurt. Unfortunately nothing would happen by chance, so that something was going to be up to him.

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"Another!" Thor howled, tossing the empty mug in the firebowl, standing proudly in front of the flames. Loki had been waiting for his brother behind the curtains of the throne-room. He was dressed in his armor and helmet with enormous horns, his green cape was waving in the air, while he walked. The God of Mischief appeared from behind the cloth, smirking at his brother, who strode across the aisle, boasting his armor with a red cape and his hammer, Mjolnir. He came to a stand in front of the entrance that lead to the throne and his coronation.

Loki walked up to him and placed himself next to him, facing the same direction as Thor. He glanced at the blond from the side with a grin. "Nervous, brother?"

Thor burst out in a laugh. "Have you ever known me to be nervous?"

"Oh, well, there was the time in Nornheim." He chuckled.

"That wasn't nerves, brother. It was the rage of battle."

"Ah, I see." Loki said sarcastically.