"We were betrothed?" Loki asked, moving foward to hold on to her again.
"Your mother Frigga persisted against it, and just before we were old enough to meet Odin called it off. I think he realised that Thor and Lady Sif weren't going to pair off happily... and he didn't want you married before the future King," Halldora explained.
"Oh," Loki stammered as he took in what you had said.
"That's it?" she asked, wondering how she could have been so stupid as to think Loki would react in any other way.
"I just," Loki stammered, his voice soft and unsure, all it's usual sly confidence gone. "I just never knew someone could, could love a monster like me," he said, making Halldora push away from him.
"I don't love you," she said, turning away from him, "Not anymore."
"Don't lie Lady Wordsmith," Loki suddenly snapped, though more in a protective way than a mocking way.
"Why not?" she asked, suddenly angry with him, "I mean, it's my game isn't it? Or rather, it's your game that I was practically brought up on, and then that was all that was left of us. You, you abandoned me Loki, I'll never forgive you for that."
"When did you start calling me by my name? I thought it wasn't as important as who i am now," Loki said, slightly hurt by the way she'd said his name for the first time.
"What's important now is that I never want to see you again Loki," she said. Pain was ripping through her body just as guilt and sadness almost burst Loki's heart. What had he done to this poor, beautiful creature?
"Well, like last time Lady Halldora," Loki said, too upset to use pet names now, "You summoned me."
"Yes," she said, a new strength coming into her face as she gave him a cold expression. "Piss off Asgardian."
As soon as disappeared from her sight she collapsed to the floor of her chambers, finally letting herself sob uncontrollably. He didn't care for her, that was clear. And now she'd lost him forever.
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Silvertongue & Golden Wordsmith (Loki Fanfiction)
FanfictionLoki isn't the only one who can teleport people. He knew that. What he didn't know was that there existed someone who could match his flare for speech and cunning.