“Aye, t’would be her indeed. I have several reasons for doing so. I would hope that this marriage would be a starting point in ending our eternal war with Jotunheim. Of showing that we can be at peace with one another. I am the one that broke that treaty to begin with, brother. I should be the one that fixes it…”
He had not recovered from the damage his reckless younger self had inflicted upon Jotunheim. Several of those deaths were tied directly back to he. Many of them worthless. They had been at peace with them for so long, and he just had to ruin all of that in a night of rage and discontent. Without considering any possiblities whatsoever.
‘Perhaps..brother..“
A pause.
“Perhaps if I make ammends the Jotun’s would start to accept you once again, as well. For truth is that I would love to see that happen See that none are left that despise you so.”
But Sig..Sig herself was magnetic. A force he could barely begin to describe. ‘I think her abuse is more tied into the desire to keep herself and her people safe. She has no reason to trust me, and letting her guard down would have proven foolish in the past. Tis a reasoning I can comprehend. Sig has captured my attention in a way that no lady before she could. However..if you do object I will naturally spare you the pain.’
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Loki’s lips thinned. Here was a subject that remained infinitely sensitive to the Trickster God whose blood was Jotun. He knew, on some intuitive level, that Thor strove to mend the ravaged treaty not only out of a newly acquired sense of responsibility, but also out of obligation to LOKI.
“Whatever you choose to do,” and the words formed sticky on his dry tongue, difficult to expel, “know … that you needn’t put yourself at risk to prove anything to me. I am well aware that you see in me your brother … and not a …”
Beast. Monster. Subhuman. Abomination. Any of the above.
“Not a … thing … to be looked down upon. But if you are in love with this woman,” and he nodded at Thor, encouraging candor, “then I would not stand in your way for the Nine.”
“I do love Sig” He admitted. “Though whether she loves I is yet to be seen.”
He could feel Loki’s trepedation about this, how could he not? When the image was so clear about his brother’s face? He so wanted to right things with the Jotun’s. Make peace at last..and Sig.his heart seemed to thump with new vigor at the mere mention of her name.
But he studied Loki, carefully.
‘If the venture upsets thee, than it is not one I shall undertake. I desire for their to be no rifts between myself and you. And I refuse to let a spouse get in the way of that. Or create any chaos. You brother, are my priority. You shall remain so.“ Reaching out then to touch Loki’s shoulder. “Remember that, I’ve made that promise to thee, and I intend to keep it. Regardless of what might come to pass that threatens it.”
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Loki’s lips thinned patiently.
“Brother, believe me, I know that I have a jealous nature, but Sig is not among those who have threatened me during past encounters. My protestations are wholly on your behalf. What I do propose, however, is an encounter between your chosen and myself. Perhaps if I come to know the lady as you do, my reservations toward her will dissolve.”
{ And if she even vaguely intimates ill will toward you, I shall merrily e v i s c e r a t e her. }
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