Chapter 3
Loki woke up early as usual. He looked over to [Y/N], her back was against Loki and the covers were hiding away her figure. Loki couldn’t see her clearly but he could tell for sure that shewas asleep. He wished that she was up, he wanted to see the brightness of her eyes, hear the melody of her voice. But he also didn’t want to disturb her, remove her from the peaceful land of dreams. Well, what he really wanted was to go and cuddle next to her, feel her warmth. But that was inpossible with the impact proof, magic proof, in fact, everything proof prison wall between them. If Loki had the ability to break down one of the walls of his cell a week ago he would pick the front one separating him from theoutside World, without a doubt, however right now he would break down the one separating him from [Y/N] without hesitation.
Loki cought a glampse of hisreflection on one of the glass walls and wonderd what [Y/N] thought about him. He wasn’t handsome and charming like Thor, he was plain and ordinary looking. Hell, he was way worse then ordinary,he was a monster in disguise. And appearently, he wasn’t even desireble in frost giant standarts. He remembered Odin’s words “small and weak” “ unusually small for a frost giant” “left to die on a rock”. That must be why Laufey let him to die, he didn’t want a weak and pathetic son, unworthy of becoming the king. Loki’s mind was in a deep and dark place and he didn’t hear [Y/N] the first time she spoke.
“Good morning, Loki!”
“Loki, hey! Knock,knock! Are you there?”
“Mhmm, good morning.”
“Hey, are you okay?”
“Yes, I am.”
“Are you sure? You look… stressed.”
“Yeah, don’t worry, I was just, I got lost in my thoughts. So, how are you? Dis you sleep well?”
“Yes, I did. How about you?”
“Me too.”
[Y/N] stood up and stretched.
“I missed Strawberry.”
“You missed what?”
“Strawberry, my horse.”
“An interseting name for a horse.”
“Well, I was a child and she was a pony back then so it was fitting. But don’t let the name fool you, my girl is the best horse of all realms.”
“Heheh, is she?”
“Yes, she is. And she is very smart and sensitive. We have a connection you know.”
“ So you are bonded with her?”
“Yes, we can feel each other. She always know where I want her to go and what I want her to do and I can tell if she is tired or thirsty or if she is in not feeling like running.”
Loki looked at [Y/N], he was still unable to comprehend how she could even exist in the same universe as him. She looked at loki questioningly as he started laughing.
“What is so funny?”
“You are a fairy princess with wings and a horse named Strawberry who you share a two sided bond with and you are in prison next to me.”
“When you put it like that I sond like a moron.”
“No, you…”
Loki’s words were cut as [Y/N] flicked casting her spell. Loki looked at her in awe . She was on a majestic white horse waering tight pants, leather boots and an armor top, her hair in a single braid. There ws a quiver filled with arrows strapped to her leg and a bow attached to the saddle. She looked so badass, so dangerous that Loki was out of words. She also looked extremely sexy, it was a different kind of sexy then her usual appearence with her ball gown dresses and corsets which Loki also loved.
“For the record, this is how I go to horse riding.”
Loki stayed quiet, admiring [Y/N] until she quit the illusion.
“That looked way badass then, fairy princess and strawberry, I give you that.”
“No Loki, what you saw was the fairy princess and strawberry and they were badass. Stop with your prejudice. Being called Strawberry doesn’t stop a horse from being big and strong, as being called frost giants doesn’t make a species evil and being called fairies doesn’t make another good.”
Loki was resenting [Y/N]’s comments about frost giants, it was hard enough for him without the one person he wanted not to see him as a frost giant the most, commenting on about it all the time.
“Aren’t you bored of these frost giant comments? Because, I know I am.”
“I.. I didn’t mean to upset you. Sorry.”
“You didn’t upset me.”
“Clearly I did. It is just that I can’t understand why it is upsetting you so much. I can guess that Odin wasn’t a great father and learning that you had been lied must be suck but I can’t understand why are you reacting like this.”
[Y/N]’s words caused Loki to snap.
“Why it is upsetting me so much! WOULD YOU LIKE TO KNOW WHY IT IS UPSETTING ME SO MUCH [Y/N]! Because I spent my whole life trying to win the approve of Odin, I tried and tried and worked but nobody loved me or supported me or even respected me as a Prince not Odin, not the warriors and not the Asgardians. I wasn’t good enough, Thor was always better then me. He was worthy, charming, strong and I wasn’t! I wasn’t any of these and I wondered and wondered, why. Why I wasn’t like Thor, why people loved him smashing around while they were repelled by my magic? My mother tried her best with me, but even with her I didn’t truly belonged. And my dear brother kept me around of him and his friends because he probably felt pitty for me. Then, I learned that I wasn’t right from the begining, I was the wrong I had been looking. People probably sensed my true identity, they could probably sense that deep down I was a monster and that was why they never liked me. And I learned that even the other monsters didn’t want me. I was the fucking prince and they left me to die on a rock. Probably because I was so small and weak that Laufrey was ashamed. They were all so ashamed of me, so disgusted that not one soul had picked me up. I wasn’t even worthy of being killed right there. Odin got me just because he saw me as an opportunity, nothing more. If he knew the future, I am sure he would just left me there to die and leave. ”
Loki sinked to the floor, panting, unshed tears filling his eyes. With the way [Y/N] was looking at him, he wanted the earth to crack into two and swallow him. The pity in her eyes the last thing he wanted especially from her.
“Oh, Loki, I am so sorry. I am so sorry that you feel this way. But you are wrong, you are so wrong. Didn’t anybody tell you anything other than Laufrey is your father? Let me tell you the real story about you. Loki, listen to me! Hear the story, your story, from the Jotunheimr’s perspective.”