Stormsvarte fjell!
Loki, in his royal regalia, steps out of his room and is greeted by bows from his guards. They have a slight questioning look regarding the scream they heard in the morning, but they dare not voice it! If they've learnt anything form being at Loki's guard, it is to never question anything that may even slightly imply weakness. Although having nightmares is a very normal affair, even within the royalty, even expressing concern for the young prince will definitely NOT be appreciated by him. Young prince has always been very conscious of his image and they don't blame him. They've seen him tirelessly work, train and obey all commands and still not get an inch of recognition by the thankless warrior realm. Worse, they've seen him be ridiculed by his own brother and friends for his mage practices, even though they mave have been life saving! No wonder the Younger Prince doesn't want anyone even utter a word about his nightmare, though he looks spooked today and has taken way too long to get dressed and come out his room.
Loki can't help but cringe at his reflection, every time he sees himself in any mirror. Maybe he should have worn either his future-self's attire or the end of the time attire with black horns, it looked so mature, dope... Instead here he is, looking his naive oh so innocently self with charming hair, smooth skin...
His steps take him towards the Royal dining... It was Lunch time already and Thor, the only time he spends without his friends Four, Frigga and Odin would already be there! Oh he so wishes he he could skip this compulsory not- family meal time! It was a ritual he used to enjoy as he got to speak to his family without the presence of any other. He so wishes to skip it... Norns know, he might burst in anger with Odin so much as even tried to question him regarding his absence in the morning and tried to keep his pretence of a concerning father!
He enters the dining room and finds all three of them already seated, awaiting his arrival exactly what he didn't want! Ugh..Three.. Two.. One.. Here it comes..
"Where have you been, son?" Odin is the first one to speak.
And obviously Thor can't stay shut, "I didn't see you at the training either! You should have seen brother, all of the warriors have already started bowing to their future-king!"
"Are you hail!" Of course, Frigga would note he was not feeling himself, how could he, he had lice through this and way beyond, hell, he doesn't even remember how he would normally respond...
"I'm hail." That's it he's not speaking anymore and decidedly ignoring any other questions.. Please don't ask or say anything stupid before I think of patricide and fratricide again...
"Brother?"
Stop saying that Thor!
"You didn't say, where were you?"
Come on, I'm supposed to be God of Lies, can I not spin one on the toes?
"I was practicing a scrying spell... I didn't notice that so much time had passed."
Frigga looked at him in confusion. She knew he had never been interested in scrying and had never given any regards to Volva and Seer, especially after one on Vanaheim had told that he would kill Balder, which he didn't. The idiot died on his own by getting himself a papercut from a stupid mistletoe... His bleeding wouldn't stop and he didn't take help from the Healer.. Too proud being Balder, the Braver, to ask for help!
Odin, instead voiced his confusion,
"Why would you Scry? You never took interest in those forms of seidr.."
Alright, now you're asking for it Odin.. Let's see the old man lose his face colour..
"I've been having dreams of cold, frigid, storm black mountains.. Voices of a crying baby.. Worse.. Screams of dying and battle.. I had them as a child but I thought they were nothing but imagination of a child, but they have been becoming stronger and clearer... As if a battle approaches... I fear Frost Giants may be plotting against us, as I saw snow and battle.. And what better time than when the entirety of Asgard is preparing for the Power shift, completely distracted and drinking away in celebration?"
Ooh! The satisfaction of seeing both his parents blanch at every word he uttered. While Loki's eyes were trained in front of him, taking in the reactions of his parents, and his parents eyesight completely attuned on Loki's face. Nobody saw the sudden wrath developing on Thor's face or the storm brewing outside.