i do not want jotunheim

Gates of Glory, part 3

Loki x Reader

Originally posted by avengers-of-mirkwood

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The palace was soon in disarray - when the news of Thor’s journey to Jotunheim broke, the All-father was furious. The peace that had been established between the two realms after a long and bloody war was vital to Asgard’s prosperity. To risk it that foolishly was everything but thoughtful.


Y/N turned to the guard who entered her chambers: “At your service.”

“The Queen wants a word with you” the guard announced. Y/N nodded and walked towards him with a calm smile.

“Bring me to her, then.”

Frigga looked worried when Y/N entered the room: “Y/N.”

“I heard you wanted to see me, my Queen”, Y/N replied and lowered her head: “How may I assist you?”

“Did Thor tell you what he wants to do in Jotunheim?”, Frigga asked, “Does he want to start a conflict?”

Y/N pressed her lips together: “I am deeply sorry, my Queen, but it seems like Thor did not want my counsel with respect to this journey. He did not mention a word.” Y/N knew that was practically a lie as she knew why Thor went to Jotunheim. He didn’t tell her, that was true, but she heard it, anyways.

“Loki went with him, did he not?” Frigga asked.

“They are brothers in both politics and battlefield, so yes, Loki is with Thor”, Y/N replied, “Why, if I may ask, is that especially worrisome? Don’t you trust your son to return alive from Jotunheim?”

“Not at all, he has something no one else in their group has; pure strength doesn’t stop a frost giant easily”, Frigga muttered worriedly.

“I’d be honestly surprised to see Mjolnir fail to tear such a creature apart”, Y/N couldn’t help but to grin a little, “I can assure you that your sons will return from Jotunheim. Whatever happens afterwards, I do not know.”

“Jotunheim is a dark place one does not want to go”, Frigga spoke quietly, “Their king, Laufey, is a beast, cruel and calculating. They need their casket if they want to flourish yet again, it’s the only way for them to return to their former strength.”

“The casket is save in the weapons vault. The destroyer will keep it save”, Y/N replied and added a sentence in her mind: Unless, of course, a member of the royal family decides to hand it over.

“Once they do return, I want you to talk to my son”, Frigga spoke, still obviously worried.

“Loki?”, Y/N asked to specify. Frigga nodded. “What about?”

“You’re brilliant, Y/N. You don’t need me to tell you”, Frigga replied before leaving. Y/N frowned. What was it with Loki that worried Frigga so much?

But Y/N didn’t manage to talk to Loki right after their return. Because Odin had to get them out of Jotunheim, from what Y/N heard. He was furious. Y/N had never seen the All-father like that. Shouting at Thor, telling him that he wasn’t worthy of both throne and hammer, stripped him of his powers and banned him from Asgard. Y/N watched the spectacle from afar. It didn’t take long, then, Thor was gone. Y/N had to admit, better banned than killed. Y/N was about to talk to Loki when she realised that he was not walking towards his chambers. His face was blank, slightly confused.

He was walking towards the weapons vault.

Y/N decided to follow him. She hid behind a large rock inside the vault and watched Loki walking towards a blue glow omitted by the casket of Jotunheim. Y/N frowned. She knew it was dangerous to touch the casket, it was unbelievably cold. She saw him hesitating, then he lifted the casket.

“Stop!” That was the All-fathers voice.

“… Am I cursed?”, Loki asked without turning around.

“No”, the All-father replied calmly.

“What am I?”, Loki asked darkly.

“You’re my son”, Odin replied, his voice was steady and calm as ever.

Now, Loki turned around. Y/N’s eyes widened a bit: His face was blue, no, his entire body was. “What more than that?” Loki asked with a hissing voice as the blue started to fade. He started walking towards the All-father: “The casket wasn’t the only thing you took from Jotunheim that day, was it?”

Odin stood at the top of the staircase, Loki made his way to the bottom of it.

“No”, Odin finally spoke, “In the aftermath of the battle, I went into the temple and I found a baby. Small for a giant’s offspring. Abandoned, suffering, left to die: Laufeyson.”

“Laufeyson”, Loki repeated quietly without looking into the All-father’s eyes. Then, he turned his head towards Odin.

“Yes”, Odin spoke.

“…Why? You were knee-deep in Jotun blood, why would you take me??”, Loki asked overwhelmed.

“You were an innocent child”, Odin replied quietly.

“No, you took me for a purpose… what was it?”, Loki wheezed darkly.

Odin looked at Loki without saying a word, his face was basically emotionless.


Y/N pressed her lips together as she watched the tragedy unfold. For once, she felt sorry for someone.

“I thought we could unite our kingdoms one day, bring about an alliance of eternal peace. Through you” Odin finally replied.

Loki looked both confused, sad and shocked: “… What?”

“But those plans no longer matter”, Odin added.

“So I am no more than another stolen relict, locked up, here until you might have use of me?” Loki asked hurt.

“Don’t you twist my words!”, Odin replied, but didn’t answer the question.

“You could have told me from the beginning, why didn’t you??”, Loki’s voice was unusually shaky. Y/N had never seen something even close to this.

“You’re my son”, Odin spoke, “I only wanted to protect you from the truth.”

“What, because I am that monster parents tell their children about at night?”, slowly, Loki’s voice turned from broken to angry as he added: “You know, it all makes sense now, why you always favoured Thor all these years ‘cause no matter how much you claim to love me: you could never have a frost giant sitting in the throne of Asgard!” Loki stood above Odin who had placed himself on the ground where he appeared to have lost consciousness. Loki stared down at him, when he realised what was going on, he yelled: “Guards?! Guards, please help!”

Y/N was called into the king’s private quarters by Frigga. Y/N stood outside the room where Odin was asleep, but with a spell, she could watch Frigga and Loki next to Odin’s sleeping figure.

“…So why did he lie?” Loki asked quietly.

“He kept the truth from you so you would never feel different. You are our son, Loki, and we’re your family. You must know that”, Frigga replied barely audible, “You can speak to him. He can see and hear us even now.”

“How long will it last?” Loki asked dryly.

“I don’t know. This time, it’s different. We were unprepared”, Frigga replied.

“I’ll never get used to seeing him like this”, Loki replied, “The most powerful of all beings in the nine realms lying helpless until his body is restored.”

“He’s put it off for so long now that I fear…” Frigga didn’t end her sentence and instead said: “You’re a good son. We mustn’t lose hope that your father will return to us. And your brother.”

“What hope is there for Thor?” Loki asked darkly.

“There’s always a purpose to everything your father does. Thor may yet find a way home” Frigga spoke softly.

Loki stood up without another word and walked towards the door.

That’s when Y/N and the guards surrounding her opened the door. The guards bowed to Loki, who stared at them in confusion. The guards’ leader appeared with Odin’s sceptre and walked towards Loki. He kneeled before him and held the sceptre so Loki could take it. Loki stared at the sceptre and raised an eyebrow in insecurity and confusion.

“Thor is banished. The line of succession falls to you”, Frigga spoke clearly and added silently, “Until Odin awakens, Asgard is yours.”

Loki turned back to the sceptre, stared at if for several seconds and his face turned blank, deprived of insecurity and doubts.

Quietly, he took the sceptre. Once he held it, Frigga spoke: “Make your father proud.”

Loki turned to Frigga with the sceptre in his hands with a quiet, barely visible smile before Frigga added: “My king.”

Y/N pressed her lips together and, against her will, to say the least, bowed down to the man who was more friend than commander to her. The guards around her did the same, but there was an uncomfortable and eerie silence in the room.

Y/N arose from the ground, cleared her throat and spoke: “My king, may I have a word with you?”

Loki’s gaze pierced Y/N, but he made an accepting gesture with his hand: “You might as well.”

In a room close by, separated from the guards and Frigga, Y/N and Loki stopped to talk.

“I come to you more as a friend than as the warrior I am to you now”, Y/N began and carefully watched Loki, “But I must tell you about a certain observation.”

“Go on”, Loki replied and raised an eyebrow.

Y/N muffled a sigh and said: “Today morning, during the attack on the weapons vault, Heimdall could not see the frost giants-”

“He might grow tried from his long service”, Loki commented confidently.

Y/N looked him straight in the eye: “One does not just overlook a group of giants. One, maybe. But not a group. No, this was magic. I know the spell to disguise creatures like this, and I know that only very few people can execute such a spell. The timing of their arrival seems too planned to be a coincidence.”

“What is it you try to say?”, Loki’s voice was unusually harsh in tone.

Y/N huffed: “I’m trying to say that you and me, we both know what really happened. Without their casket, no frost giant could execute such a spell. You know I am no Asgardian. I can use other spells, elements for my magic than an Asgardian magician. I remember the day we first met, you attacked me with ice multiple times. It’s not impossible for an Asgardian to control ice, but it’s draining their strength. It seemed to come natural to you.”

His face tried to stay blank, but there was an expression of mild shock to be seen.

“Now, I know why my magical powers are enhanced. When I was a child, my mentor took me to her secret hideout deep within the coldest region in the nine realms, Niflheim. She brought me to one of the roots of Yggdrasil”, Y/N remembered, “The tree of life. She broke off just a tiny piece of it, took it home to Vanaheim, where she used it on me. A part of Yggdrasil lives within me. But you, I’ve always wondered why your powers were so remarkable”, Y/N smiled at his startled reaction, “But I suppose I found an answer. The magic of ice, the little resemblance you hold to both Thor and Odin.” Y/N smiled in triumph: “You are not from Asgard.”

“ENOUGH! Don’t you dare say another word, you wretched creature!”, he hollered. But Y/N ignored the insult and his interruption.

“You, my king, are from Jotunheim and your source is that casket they wanted to steal”, Y/N continued.

Loki grabbed her collar and pulled her close to him: “I swear on the life of my father, if you do not keep your mouth shut, I personally will assure you are executed!”

“Which father? Odin or Laufey?”, Y/N asked calmly, provocatively.

“You better watch your back-”

“No, Loki”, Y/N replied, “You’re an excellent liar, even better with tricks, but this time, you made a mistake.” Y/N stepped back: “You just confessed to a crime that involves treason. If it hadn’t been for me, Heimdall would have heard our entire conversation.”

Loki’s face reflected his disbelief: “What-”

“But I made us invisible to his eye, which means, till now, just you and I know what you’ve done. Going to Jotunheim, disguising some of their men and bringing them to Asgard to get Thor banished”, Y/N summarised, “Is enough to get you into a cell in the dungeons until the day of your death. So, unless this is the fate you wanted for yourself, you won’t threaten me.”

Loki glared at Y/N: “I thought you and I were something close to friends.”

“I never said I will betray you”, Y/N spoke, “But I will neither be your slave, nor will I be your pet.”

He pressed his lips together: “So what is it you want?”

“I want to know your plan”, Y/N replied with a sly smile. 


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