L . Laufeyson ★ Loki X Reader Oneshots

III. The infertile queen

 ▷My apologies for errors and typos 

 ▷ "I could be your family." 

   ▷  Request summarized- Reader has not able to provide an heir for Loki after being married for two years. She started to doubt herself, frustrated, while Loki tries to calm her and keep her encouraged. In her mind, Loki will replace her with another woman who can give him offspring.

It had been two years since Loki had taken his descent to the throne and made you queen of Asgard. No one was happy with his decision to marry you especially not the Asgardians who thought to have a mortal queen was viler than a frost giant king. Eventually, they accepted it on the terms that you would produce a healthy heir to secure the line of succession.

Something you have failed in doing repeatedly marking you in the history books as the infertile queen. You had tried everything to please your people and your husband, teas, herbs, a change in diet, pills, treatments, and prayers yet nothing worked. 

Last year you had the first miscarriage of your marriage that left you devastated and depressed. You knew Loki wanted an heir; no he needed an heir to please everyone and prove his reign would be a good one and all you were doing was holding him back. 

Of course, you wanted to please everyone as well but you really did want to be a mother and have a baby of your own to love and care for even if it killed you. Every day you would see young girls pregnant with unplanned children that were not even wanted and it made you so envious. Why do they deserve to have children they will not love as much as you would if they were yours? 

The pressure of this rested heavily on your shoulders not knowing who you could trust with your grievances you kept it all bottled up inside. You knew Loki's trusted advisers were suggesting to him that he should take another bride an Asgardian bride. 

Since you kept failing your one duty as the queen you wouldn't be surprised if he did find someone else and just keep you around for sex. It wasn't in his best interest to still have you around if you were so fucking worthless.

 He had suggested that you could both adopt but you knew deep down he didn't want that and hell the entirety of Asgard would revolt if you did. A knock came on your chamber door, "Your Highness it's me Becca are you awake?"

 You had chosen her as your personal handmaiden over a slew of amazing choices, she was just shy of 17 and her mother and father were both ill. Her being the sole earner in her household inclined you to choose her over all other options. "I am, you may enter," She opened the door holding a sleeping five-month-old baby boy in her arms.

 "I'm so sorry your highness my mother was feeling really bad today so I had to take my brother with me to." Your eyes locked on the sleeping child yearning to touch him, "What is his name?" you asked while she closed the door halfway and walked into the room more, "Derk, my mother named him after my grandfather. What would you like to wear today?"