Last bit, guys! Book 2 will still be here, though. I just won't update for a couple weeks. Hope y'all enjoy!
Epilogue
I sat where the Bifrost had just a year previous. Heimdall (assumingly) had gone to rest. In my mind, Loki fell over and over again. That look in his eye…It was hopeless. He thought he could never be loved, that Odin never did. It set me off into another wave of sobs. Everything…Everything I knew just slapped me across the face that day and there was nothing I could do about it. I tried so hard in vain.
“Astrid.” Thor said behind me. He sat next to me, looking at the same space I was. “It’s hard to believe he’s gone, isn’t it?”
“Why did he just let go? If Odin didn’t care, then he…”
“His pain and greed clouded his judgment. There was nothing any of us could have done. By the time we knew what was happening it was too late.”
“I know, it’s just…”
“I know…I know far, far too well…But do you want to know what? You stayed with him to the end. He and I were fighting against each other, but while you didn’t fight me, you didn’t fight him either. You were still his friend when he needed one.”
“I should have reached down and grabbed him before…”
“Then you would have died as well.”
“It’d be better than living with regret!” My eyes snapped up to meet his, the raw emotion of guilt and pain, and brokenness shining through. “I could have tried harder but I didn’t. What if I could have saved him?”
“You were there until the end. You never lost hope in him. Stop blaming yourself for his decisions.”
“I know, but…it’s just hard.”
“I can tell. You miss him almost as much as Frigga; surely just ever so slightly more than me. Do you wonder why that is?”
“He was my best friend…”
He cocked a grin at me. “He was my brother. You’re argument is invalid.”
“Than what are you suggesting?”
“I’m just saying that there are only two people who could miss someone more than a brother: the mother and the lover.”
I both felt myself paling and blushing. “Oh, no…I would never…He…I’m just a servant…”
“Servants also don’t normally get snappy the days after their master takes a woman to their chambers at night and servants don’t comfort their masters in times of struggle… And is it true that you were not affected by the information of Loki’s origins?”
“Of course I was affected. It explained a lot of things.”
“But you didn’t fear him.”
“I don’t love him, either. At best I am…was a friend to him.”
“But what was he? How he felt is of no consolation.”
“Listen, Loki…he’s gone. It doesn’t matter-”
“My liege.” Egil called from behind us. “Heimdall has news…about Loki.”
My heart skipped a beat and by the look on Thor’s face, his did as well. “What is the news?”
“Not good, but it is known that he lives.”
“He what?” Thor and I said. Mine was almost of horror. Thor looked at me, his eyes twinkling mischievously.
“Thank you, Egil. You are free to go.” Thor told the guard.
“Of course.” Egil smiled at me. “Astrid. Good to see you.”
“As always.” I responded. With that, he left Thor and I. “Not a word, Thor.”
“I didn’t even try to speak.”
“If you tell him anything.”
“Tell who what?”
I growled and slapped his shoulder in jest. “Just go to Heimdall, you oaf!”
A million thoughts rushed into my mind while I walked down the rainbow bridge. However, one thought stood out most of all.
Loki’s alive…
…and I’m in love with him.
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