Lokisdöttir. · Y/n story by @Holland37

Loki

pushing off the mantle, silver-black robes pooling around him as he stands straighter ...Y/n.

The fire crackled. A log shifted in the grate, sending sparks spiraling up the wide stone chimney. Silence pooled into the room like water through a breached hull.

Thor

frowning, glancing from Loki's face to the door Brother? Who is—

Loki didn't answer. His eyes were fixed on the half-open door. On the face peeking through.

???

from the largest armchair near the fire, a man with a metal arm shifts forward Uh. Who's the kid?

Frigga

rising slowly, a warm, knowing smile spreading across her features Oh, Loki.

The Allmother's voice was soft. Almost relieved. She set her goblet down on a low table.

Loki

voice clipped, controlled You're supposed to be in your chambers. a pause Studying.