A Changed Man (A Loki fan fiction)

Words that will never know sound... (1)

Loki's POV:

There is something unnatural in the calmness.... Its almost fake. It feels like surrender. 

I hadnt seen Danielle in hours, but she had to know what this was about. I was sitting on the railing of the balcony, looking out at the lights.... Bonfires dotted the ground, and in the horizon, Folkvangr glittlered in lights... bright, but very elegant. It reminded me of my first dance with Danielle at a party she went only to make fun of people. The Bifrost, as always, constantly changing colors... green, pink, blue, gold... 

Everything seemed normal. What then, gave me this uneasy feeling?

Still wondering, I left my chambers and was aproached by two guards. 

"We are to fetch you to the Queen's chambers at once, Sire."

"Where is Danielle?"

They looked at each other. "You must go see her." 

"And Father..?"

"He has fallen into the Odinsleep, Sire."

Oh Danielle.... what have you done. 

I pushed the heavy doors open, and Frigga lay on her bed, sobbing. 

"What's wrong!?" I rushed to her side and took her hand.... still sobbing, she told me about Odin and Danielle.. and Thor. 

"Mother... where is Danielle!?"

"Do you not care for your brother!?"

"I have known about Thor ever since I knew about myself." I ignored her shocked expression. "Tell me where they are."

"They left."

"LEFT!?"

"Thor and Danielle. They've gone."

Panic hit me. "Jotunheim?"

"I warned you not to stay with her." she accused me. "I told you she is bad for you, and she has brought dishonour to this family. She has spelt nothing but...."

"SHE did not bring dishonour, Odin did.... She is only trying to provide Thor with what he deserves."

"Banishment? Death? A broken heart?"

"A MOTHER! Something I never had."

As soon as the words were out, I realized what I said and saw the hurt in her eyes. But there was  something else.  Words of songs that voices never speak. Words of captured men that voices never speak. Words of wisdom one craves but will never hear. Words of love a desperate, dying mortal pleads to hear. Words that will never know sound.  

"Mother, I didnt mean..."

"I am not your mother... Loki. I have no child."

She sadly stared at the scepter in my hand.... I hadnt realized I summoned it.. and faded away. 

It wasnt even her. It was an illusion. 

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