Unlike Loki

Chapter 58

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(Loki)

When I woke up, sun streaming through the windows, I found Anna sprawled across the bed, her hair a tangled mess. I smiled. She was alive and here beside me.

I hadn't slept much, one thing after another going through my head. For a while, it was still shock over Anna being alive, actually alive. I had kept looking beside me to make sure she was actually there. Then it turned to thoughts over how she didn't even flinch at my true form. No one took lightly to a Frost-giant, and even if she didn't know what that was, she still should have been able to tell that it was an unnatural, ugly thing. Yet, she didn't even bat an eyelash. Then my mind wandered to the words of Lady Maleah, and what she had said about Anna, about us.

I looked over at her again. I still didn't understand why I was so attracted to her. Yes she was beautiful, but the women here on Asgard were unbelievably so. It's not that she had power, because so did the women around me.

So why her?

Why was I feeling myself let my guard down? I was feeling myself slowly fall apart and feel weak, as of all my ruthlessness was slipping away. I was evil.

That's what had been put into my brain for almost the last decade.

I was worthless and cruel. I was the trickster everyone knew me to be. I was the shadow to the God of Thunder, and the tossed away son of the All-Father. I was born a Frost-giant. I was unwanted there just as much as I am here.

I may be King now, but it is a role I took by force, for the most part, anyway. I had asked Odin for forgiveness, although I didn't care if he have it to me or not. But we made an agreement. Since Thor felt that he was better off as a galactic protector than as a King, the role of the throne automatically fell to me, the next and only kin. But Odin had to be the one to grant it. And if he didn't, I would take it.

But, to my great surprise, he did.

When I asked him why, after all that I had done, he told me,"We all make mistakes in our lives; it's bound to happen in the 5 millennia that we exist. But I believe you can be good again, Loki, that you can make your wrongs right."

I don't know if he was right or not.

Odin decided to go and travel the realms, sometimes meeting up with Thor, who was protecting them. But, even after all this time, I still didn't feel like the King of Asgard.

I felt like the baby-sitter.

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She rustled in the bed, so that she ended up on her side, facing me, her mouth slightly open.

I got up slowly. I wanted to let her sleep until she was ready to wake up. And I didn't care if that was three days from now. The physician had ordered me to bring her to him, but I am the King around here. I will not let him go and kill her again, just because he thinks that she is bad for my health.

There was one particular matter we needed to discuss first. 

And that was the fact that Anna was indeed alive.