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“The difference between grace and mercy is simple.
Mercy is not getting what you deserve, and grace is getting
What you do not deserve.”
As Loki walked around the palace, he made his way to the gardens. He still couldn’t believe that Thor had simply let him go without a punishment. Yes, he had sentenced Loki to imprisonment in the palace, but it was no different from what his life had been before he’d escaped to Jotunheim. There was no added stipulation, there was no privilege removed. Nothing had changed.
He continued to walk, lost in his thoughts, until he heard someone come up beside him. Glancing over his shoulder he saw that it was Frigga.
“May I join you?” she asked.
Loki nodded. “Of course,” he replied, and the two continued to stroll through the variety of trees and flowers.
“I am pleased with Thor’s d
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Thor sat upon the throne, waiting. He had made his decision regarding Loki, but even now there was still lingering doubt in his heart. Was this truly the best choice? As much as Loki deserved such severe punishment, Thor was not sure he could condemn his brother. They may not have shared common blood, but they were still brothers.
With a sigh Thor rubbed his forehead. He had made his choice. As king, he must be able to make a decision for the good of the realm, not to ease his sentimental heart.
“Thor?” he heard someone say from his left.
Thor looked up quickly to see his father standing there, watching him. “Father,” he said, standing quickly in respect. “I did not think you would be here for this.”
Odin slowly stepped forward. “It may not be a pleasurable time but it is of great importance to you as king.” He said.
Thor nodded slowly as he looked out and stared forward. “Do you think I will make the right c
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“All the clocks in the city began to wear and chime.
Oh let not time deceive you, you cannot conquer time.”
W. H. Auden
The fever broke the next day and from there Caedra’s health returned at a rapid rate. She was still the quiet child she had always been, but Loki could once again see the energy and life gleam in her eyes. She didn’t say much of Jotunheim and of course Loki would not mention it, but it seemed that Caedra would have little or no difficulty continuing in life. Loki had never doubted that the child was strong, but even he was surprised at how well she could handle something so traumatizing.
The days passed quickly and Caedra was becoming more and more impatient that she could not go outside. Loki could not explain to her why she could not leave, nor did he intend to try. He knew t
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It had been hours since Loki had been dragged out of the throne room. Just how many hours it had been, he didn’t know, and at this point, didn’t care. He had been screaming and fighting the whole way back to his chambers, and even then he had banged on the door for hours after, all the while continuing to shout and scream. He didn’t care that ultimately it did him no good. He just wanted out. He needed out.
He only fell silent when from complete exhaustion he collapsed on the floor between the door and bed. When he awoke a few hours later, he was still alone, though he could tell that someone had entered while he had been asleep. A tray of food had been placed on the table, as well as a bucket of ice and a think, sturdy cloth.
Loki stood up and glanced down at his hand. It was badly bruised and slightly swollen, especially around his knuckles which had carried the brunt of the force as he’d hit Thor.
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The dungeon in Asgard was the same as it ever was. The place had been built by Odin’s grandfather, and though its foundations were ancient, its magic was strong and furnishings just as ornate and lavish as the rest of the palace.
Loki sat in the same cell as he had before, waiting. He sat close to the “window” of magic and leaned his head against the wall, tracing the runes that glowed across the window with his finger. Like always, he thought of Caedra. Though he knew she was safe wherever she was, he still longed to have her back.
He’d heard no word from Thor since he had been locked away. He expected it wouldn’t be much longer until Thor had decided his fate and would sentence him. Loki had little hope that Thor would show him any mercy. Though often in the past his brother had tried to reason with him and give him another chance, Loki was sure that Thor would not show him clemency this time. He should never have, but then again
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Riyah sat alone in the dark, her back pressed up against the cold stone walls. She sniffled softly, the torrent of tears of hours gone by little more than a few sobs now. An involuntary shiver ran down her spine – from the cold or in fear, she could not tell at this point. What had happened to Loki? He had said he would return for her. He had sworn he would come back. But he was gone now. How could he return? She had tried repeatedly to search for him, but he was out of her sight, and she feared he was dead. Loki had the skills of magic to shield himself from her sight, yes, but even with what counter tricks she had learned, she could still not see him, and it scared her.
Riyah didn’t necessarily trust Loki, even now. What trust she had was out of necessity for her own survival. The god of Mischief had taken her, and without him, she would not survive any attempt to return home to Asgard. She wanted to hate him for what he had done. She wanted to
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A FEW DAYS LATER
The hours of the night passed quickly and the first rays of the morning light began to show through the window. The warm light on his face made Loki open his eyes slowly. He had found peace in his sleep, which was not something he could usually find when awake. Sif’s words from the prior night still haunted him. He wondered how much this man Gallan knew of his niece. Not much, it would seem since he had not come for her, and Sif insisted she was the only one that knew Caedra was even related to this man. But Loki could never be careful enough. His bargain with Sif could be easily broken by either person. Even so, Loki couldn’t say he was completely ungrateful that she was giving him something of a chance to keep Caedra.
He glanced down and smiled. Caedra lay curled up against his chest, her hair a tangled mess in her face. She breathed steadily and (more importantly) peacefully. Over the past week she’d had a few more night
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The small cavern was little more than a room carved out of the rock. It was filled with all sorts of items from weapons to books and scrolls. Loki carried Caedra to a small bed that was shoved against the far corner of the room, gently placing her down as he turned and began to search for the enchanted stones.
Sif glanced around the room as she sat on the edge of the bed by Caedra, keeping a close watch in case the child’s condition might worsen. “What are you going to do, Loki?” she asked softly.
Loki paused and glanced at her. “What do you mean?” he asked as he continued searching.
“About Caedra. She is in need of care and attention that we cannot give her here.”
“I’m well aware of that, Sif,” Loki snapped as he continued rummaging through the mess around him. He stood and looked back at her. “I’m taking her back to Asgard.”
“Loki, you know what will happen if you go back,
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“Where are they?” Thor asked Heimdall, his patience wearing thinner with every passing moment. They were in the throne room again, alone, save for Tanrys.
The guardian was well aware of his king’s impatient and tensed state, but he remained as monotone as ever. “They have fled the Jotuns, though they will soon be discovered. Lady Sif has been provided with proper clothing. The cold is no longer something she has to fear.”
Thor stopped his frustrated pacing and stared at Heimdall curiously. “How could she have gotten new clothes there?” he asked.
Heimdall’s golden eyes found their way to Thor. “Your brother is a master of magic,” he reminded plainly.
Thor gritted his teeth. Even the mention of Loki angered him. “I should have known better,” he said, more to himself than to anyone that might have been listening. “I should hav
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After handing Loki over to the Frost Giants, Titus quickly rejoined Lucius and Dronicus, who had taken Caedra further away. Titus had not wanted to risk the child seeing Loki and of course making far too much noise. He did not wish to kill the child, though if she saw Loki, he might just have to. What he had said to Loki was true – he would not kill an innocent child. But what could be defined as “innocent”? That was a question that no one could truly answer.
“We must keep going,” Titus commanded to Lucius and Dronicus absently as he walked past them, hardly caring that they had stopped.
Dronicus, as always, was the first to complain. “Can’t we just have a short break? We’ve been going on forever.”
Titus paused and turned sharply back towards him, his red eyes glaring. “No!” he snapped. “We must keep going, or do you wish to die out here in the cold? Don’t think that the Frost Giants are the o