Loki has wanted worse than this through the long centuries of their brotherhood, and he has hated Thor and hated himself more for the unending pain of it. And yet now his hands are like naked white blades raised to sever the last of warmth and feeling between brother and brother once irrevocably twined. He does so with gladness upon his heart, and nothing more: for finally Loki-king has subjugated the past, and made it into no more than a kingdom reduced to naught but chipped marble and stone.
Loki smiles, his lips drawing back from his teeth. ]
I might give you all that I own, crown and kingdom and the promise of false brotherhood that you still crave. [ And though his voice is soft and lilting, there is brutal strength in his arms when he yanks the chain taut, pulling Thor to him, dragging him across the gilt floors. ] Or I may give you nothing at all, and name your service my due right as your king. Which path will I choose? [ Oh, he sees the heat that pools in Thor's eyes, beyond the broken citadel of his heart. And it does little more than amuse him. Thor's desires have become secondary, after all. ] I wonder.
no subject
Not worth its pursuit.
Loki has wanted worse than this through the long centuries of their brotherhood, and he has hated Thor and hated himself more for the unending pain of it. And yet now his hands are like naked white blades raised to sever the last of warmth and feeling between brother and brother once irrevocably twined. He does so with gladness upon his heart, and nothing more: for finally Loki-king has subjugated the past, and made it into no more than a kingdom reduced to naught but chipped marble and stone.
Loki smiles, his lips drawing back from his teeth. ]
I might give you all that I own, crown and kingdom and the promise of false brotherhood that you still crave. [ And though his voice is soft and lilting, there is brutal strength in his arms when he yanks the chain taut, pulling Thor to him, dragging him across the gilt floors. ] Or I may give you nothing at all, and name your service my due right as your king. Which path will I choose? [ Oh, he sees the heat that pools in Thor's eyes, beyond the broken citadel of his heart. And it does little more than amuse him. Thor's desires have become secondary, after all. ] I wonder.