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The Lost Prince of Jotunheim

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Thrym led them all quietly, and in no particular hurry, through the village. Natasha, Clint, and Bruce noticed how all of the villagers, even the children, were watching them closely. "They don't seem happy to see us," Bruce muttered a little uneasily, once again wondering whether it was wise for him to tag along. He had wanted to go and see another planet and how they lived differently from humans on earth, but now he worried that the Hulk might make an appearance and he had the sense that would not be a good idea.

Before anyone could answer him, if anyone had planned to, a snort from the front drew their attention to see Thrym observing them before waving a reassuring hand to the watching villagers. "They are not worried about you, just the Asgardians. The last time Asgard's crown prince came uninvited to Jotunheim he was trying to start a war with us. And before that their king waged war on us, stealing the Casket and our youngest prince." Thrym informed the Avengers.

"Loki was never stolen!" Thor responded angrily, offended by how this Jotun insisted on constantly speaking this lie. "My father found Loki abandoned and saved him. As for the Casket, he had no choice but to take it as we couldn't trust that Laufey wouldn't try to invade Midgard again or use it to try and wage another war."

"Asgard had already defeated us, King Laufey had surrendered, there was no need to take the Casket or keep it for as long as he did or for you to attempt to restart a war!" Thrym roared, turning back to glare at Thor before focusing on his task, he had been ordered not to start a fight, merely to escort. Thor looked as if he was about to argue, but shut his mouth when he felt a hand on his shoulder and heard Steve Rogers whispering in his ear.

"Now is not the time to start an argument, we still need to speak to the king and it wouldn't be wise to do so while you're angry. Calm down Thor." Thor did, but he glared angrily at Thrym's back as they drew closer to the palace. Like all of Jotunheim the palace showed signs of recent repairs and Thor still did not know how he felt about this. Though he felt certain that Odin never intended for Jotunheim to perish and that they had attempted to reconcile their differences after both Thor and Loki's attack on Jotunheim it still didn't change the fact that Loki had stolen the Casket from them. Asgard never gave it back and it was not for Loki to return it to them, but was Thor to condemn them for it? To condemn Loki?

This was a good thing... wasn't it?

"Alert the king that our visitors have arrived and seek audience with him." Thrym alerted the nearest guard before turning back to the Asgardians and Avengers. "All of you, follow me, except those four," he pointed towards Sif, Volstagg, Hogun, and Fandral and called out to another guard, "Prince Loki has asked that these four are to stay away from the throne room. Show them to one of our receiving rooms for guests where they may at least stay warm."

Thor gave them, mostly Sif, a look in case they planned on arguing. Thankfully, even though Sif still made a face, they stayed quiet and moved to follow the guard. Volstagg threw Thor a reassuring look, letting him know he'd keep Sif and Fandral in check. Thor was glad for that.

Once Sif and the others were out of sight Thrym threw the grand doors before them open and stepped into the throne room with Thor and the others following. Thor's eyes immediately searched for Loki, finding him standing beside, who Thor suspected to be, Byliestr. All three of them, Thor still refused to acknowledge Loki as a prince of Jotunheim even though he knew he was by birth but still unable to relinquish the idea of Loki being his brother and only his, stood tall with their arms behind their backs. They looked much the same as they had when they had first greeted the group and Thor could have sworn he recognized the look of mirth in Loki's blood red eyes. Still his brother then, finding amusement in watching Thor about to attempt to negotiate peacefully.

Thor turned his attention towards Laufey, still as sinister and cold looking as Thor remembered and he felt indignation rise inside him as he thought about how this man, this monster, left Loki to die and, most likely, took him back only because Loki now possessed the Casket. Yes. That's what must have happened. Loki had to reveal that he had it in order to save himself and to be taken in. But why was Loki playing along with their lies and accepting them? Even if he was angry at Odin he had to know that Laufey was the true monster here, the one who had never cared for him and abandoned him. Surely Loki hadn't forgotten about that.

But he couldn't think about that now.

Thor reluctantly got down on one knee, bowing to Laufey and kept his head down until he was sure the others had followed his lead before lifting his head to address the king as respectfully as he was able to. "King Laufey, we have come in behalf of both Asgard and Midgard to request for help."

Laufey merely looked down, focusing his gaze on Thor, before a sharp smile slowly spread on his face, reminiscent to the one that Loki usually wore when he was humoring him. In fact, Thor recognized that same smile from Laufey from when he had first arrived to Jotunheim with the Warriors Three, Sif, and Loki. And even though Laufey is much bigger and menacing looking and resembled his two oldest sons more then he did Loki... the resemblance was still there. How did any of them miss that?

Because Odin had kept the truth of Loki's birth hidden.

"So the boy who sought to start a war now wants help. And why should we help? If Asgard and Midgard are requesting help surely they are the only one's who are facing this danger, why should we concern ourselves with this. Especially when we are currently in the process of fixing our realm after centuries of being without the Casket, the very heart of our realm and the source of our power and all because of Asgard wanting to hold us under their power. We have only just started reparations, we have no need to offer help or to lend it. Least of all to the likes of you, boy." Laufey sneered at him.

"I understand that you must put the needs of your realm first and though you are right that only Asgard and Midgard are facing this unknown threat it might not stay that way for long. It could easily target Jotunheim and the other nine realms as well. And we only really need Loki's aid, not all of Jotunheim's." Thor quickly spoke and knowing that he was probably coming off as being slightly more brash rather then contrite and as much as he knew it would not help to gain King Laufey's help Thor could not help it. All he wanted was to grab Loki and take him far from here to where he'll be safe.

Laufey growled, low and menacing, as if sensing Thor's desire and he noticed how the two princes, as well as Thrym and the few guards that stood in the throne room, tensed up. Loki, however, seemed perfectly at ease at was staring down at Thor in nothing but pure amusement much to Thor's annoyance. He opened his mouth to shoot a remark at Loki only to stop dead at another growl from Laufey.

"You dare to think that I would ever let my youngest son fall into the hands of Asgard again after he has just been returned to us."

"Asgard is Loki's home." Thor cut in forcefully and stepping up from his position of kneeling on the ground.

"It was his prison," Laufey snarled, his eyes narrowing in his fury, "and he will never set foot on Asgard again or anywhere else where your thief of a father will lay hands on my son again. Leave. Now." The last word was said in an authoritative hiss. But Thor did not seem prepared to relent and before he could speak and anger Laufey even further Loki stepped forward.

"Perhaps," Loki spoke, his eyes on his father, "before we demand their leave we should first ask them what danger they speak of father. And why they think my help is needed."

"Loki." Laufey spoke in a warning, but soft tone and Loki seemed heartened by it and stepped closer to his father's throne, closer then to where his eldest brother Helblindi was standing.

"We need only listen, it is no guarantee that I will go with them and offer them my aid, simply to make sure that the danger they speak of won't reach us here. Jotunheim is still repairing itself, it could not stand against an outside fight, should one come."

Laufey let out a resigned sigh, one that Thor recognized when others gave in to his brother's words, no matter how much they did not want to for they knew that what Loki said made sense. Laufey turned back to glare at Thor before letting his eyes take in the Avengers before focusing his gaze on Steve Rogers and choosing to address him. "You're all mortals from Midgard are you not? What is this threat and why come to us for help?"

Steve wasn't sure whether he was expected to stand up or remain kneeling but seeing as how Thor was standing and no one had seemed to take offense to that he stood up and nodded his head towards Laufey, letting his gaze sweep over Loki and his brothers before settling back on the giant king. "We are from Earth, yes, and what we understand the threat comes from someone who goes by the name Malekith."

"Malekith," Laufey interrupted and even Helblindi and Byliestr shot each other a questioning look, though Loki's face remained blank and neutral. "The dark elves were all wiped out by Asgard," here Laufey shot Thor another hateful glare, curling his lip in disgust, "The Golden Realm is always quick to put others in their place. Malekith is long dead and no threat, his very name nearly forgotten in the long and bloody history of Asgard's vanquished foes. Leave, now."

"They weren't all wiped out." Thor spoke up. "We were mistaken about it, confident that we had but several escaped and were hidden away. They snuck onto Asgard and attacked us, it seems while they were away they picked up a few new tricks and weapons that we were unaware of. They came in search of something they believed to be hidden on Asgard. They," Thor looked towards Loki and Loki met his gaze, his eyes tightening and his hands clenched into fists by his side as he could easily guess what Thor wanted to tell him earlier. "Malekith killed our mother."

Loki shut his eyes.

He felt... he felt conflicted. Frigga, like Odin, had lied to him about who he was. She kept the truth from him and he could not forget, or forgive that, even if she had said that she had wanted to tell Loki the truth of his parentage when he was still young for she hadn't. She simply took Odin's lead and kept him in the dark and when Loki learned the truth had simply wanted Loki not to question his place in their family as if it were that easy. As if Loki had not felt every day of his existence that he did not belong. Loki couldn't help but be angry at Frigga as well for, just like Thor, she had never once attempted to reach out to Loki here on Jotunheim. To find out the truth of what happened to him and he could not forgive her for that either.

But Loki still loved her. He still saw and felt that Frigga was his mother for she had always shown him more love then Odin ever had.

It was Frigga who had taught Loki his magic. To fight when he kept being chased out of the training rings by Thor and his friends and their instructors. Frigga who had praised him for his gifts and his abilities and his victories over Thor. It was Frigga who visited him whenever he had been injured on one of his trips with Thor and made sure to check on him until he was well and healed. It was Frigga who kept him company when Thor and his friends did not want his company and he was too stubborn to admit how much that had hurt him. It was Frigga who seemed most relieved to see Loki again when Thor dragged him back to Asgard in chains and Frigga alone who had looked crushed when Odin had given his verdict.

It was Frigga keeping silent and not attempting to contact him, no matter what Odin had ordered, that hurt him deeply for he felt that she should have either way.

Frigga was his mother and he wanted to avenge her.

"I'll go with you." Loki looked down at Thor.

"Loki." Laufey hissed.

"But I won't set foot on Asgard."

"There will be no need for that," Thor said to Loki and happily ignoring Laufey, "Midgard is Malekith's next target."

"Why? There's nothing on Midgard."

"That didn't stop you from trying to take over our planet." Loki heard Clint mumble and turned his sharp, red, eyes to look down on his former archer and felt his upper lip curling slightly. Seemed as if the archer hadn't yet pushed that aside, though he imagined that could go for all the mortals.

"Enough!" Laufey bellowed loudly and stood from his throne and Thor and the Avengers couldn't help but look wide eyed at his imposing height. All ten feet of it. "Loki, you are not leaving Jotunheim and I will hear no more of this. Thrym, take Loki to his rooms and keep him there. Guards, take these cretins and show them out. I want them all gone before the night falls." Laufey ordered.

"Father, wait!" Loki protested slightly in disbelief as Helblindi grasped his arm and passed him over to Thrym who quickly dragged Loki behind him and out through a set of doors.

"Loki!" Thor made to follow after him but two guards stationed themselves in his path and stared down at him with stony faces. Thor glared at Laufey, tired of these niceties. "You cannot keep him here against his will! Loki wants to leave and I will not allow him to stay here any longer with the likes of you."

Laufey made a low and menacing sound, practically a growl, before saying, "Careful little prince, or will you make the same mistake you made the last time you came to my realm and demanded things you had no right to demand?"

"Just as you have no right to keep Loki your prisoner!" Thor shouted and ignored both Steve's and Tony's attempt to get him to settle down. Natasha and Clint were both watching the guards with wary looks, they were not yet threatening them, but they had all stepped closer and Natasha could see them preparing to strike as soon as their king gave them his word. Bruce noticed as well and deeply wished he had stayed behind as he did his best to remain calm.

"My son is no prisoner here-"

"You left Loki to die!" Thor shouted even louder, shoving Tony and Steve away and stepping closer to Laufey. Both Helblindi and Byliestr stiffened and the guards pointed their weapons at Thor who paid them no mind. His gaze was on Laufey and Laufey only. "You abandoned him when he was nothing but an infant! An infant! You left him to die alone, frightened, and vulnerable and my father found and saved him! Took him into our home were Loki became our family! He is my brother and the only reason you took him back was for the Casket he had stolen from Asgard! If it wasn't for that you surely would have attempted to kill him again so don't you dare claim any concern over his well-being when you care not and are simply brainwashing him and forcibly keeping him here!"

A very strained silence settled heavily over the entirety of the throne room following Thor's outburst. Followed by the crackling sound of ice, seeing another layer of frost being added to the already frozen room and bringing the already low temperature down even lower. It wasn't difficult to see that the cold was emanating from King Laufey, and even his sons, and though Thor could hear the other's starting to shiver a little harder, felt the urge himself to shiver, he could not feel any regret for lashing out as he did at Laufey. Not when every instinct told him to run down any Jotun that stood in his way until he found his brother and took him away from here.

"I'm not leaving without Loki." Thor swore. He vaguely heard Clint swear as well somewhere behind him as well as the low murmur of Natasha's voice, he couldn't make out the words though.

Laufey let out a low and long hiss that his eldest sons echoed with low growls before they both moved to step down towards Thor. Only to be stopped by Laufey throwing an arm out and beckoning with his head to fall back, his gaze never leaving Thor's. He pulled his lips back harshly from his teeth, looking nearly murderous with rage as long buried memories resurfaced, still far too fresh in his mind, leaving an aching pain deep in his chest. An old wound that still refused to heal. 

Memories of finding his mate bleeding and lying dead in the snow and their newly born son missing, believed to be dead as well. Mourning them both and knowing that their deaths came at the hands of Asgard and unable to do anything as the Casket had been taken and Laufey had signed a peace treaty. They buried his mate, Farbauti, alone as they had never found the body of his infant son. His infant son that Laufey had never laid eyes on. Had never gotten to name him or know if Farbauti had already named him. He mourned a son he never met because of Asgard and now their prince was demanding he hand over his son who was alive all these years, having been stolen and named by the Allfather. 

Loki.

His youngest son.

He was back in Jotunheim. He was learning the truth of his heritage and his people. The truth of who he was and what his role in his home realm and royalty is and what he meant to his people and family. Unlearning all of the lies the Allfather and Asgard had taught Loki throughout the long years that Laufey believed him dead. Loki was at last opening himself to the truth and becoming comfortable in who he really is and Laufey would not give Asgard any opportunity to erase all of Loki's progress simply because they still see some use from him yet. 

Laufey took a step forward so that he was practically looming over Thor and said in a cold voice, "I lost my youngest son to Asgard before and I will not lose him again. Especially as he had been banished from Asgard and we have no ties or alliance with your realm. As for Midgard, your father made it abundantly clear we were not to have anything to do with it and we will not. Handle your threat on your own, my son will have no part in this. We are done here." Laufey then made another gesture with his hand and all the guards immediately moved towards Thor and the others.

"We are not done here!" Thor protested as Steve and Tony held him back, furiously whispering at him to keep calm before he makes things work. Natasha took that opportunity to slip in front of them and called out, "Your highness, if I may, I would like a chance to speak with you."

Laufey considered her for a moment before signaling the guards to halt in their tracks, though keeping a wary gaze. He looked the Midgardian woman over briefly and saw in her that she was not to be underestimated. This was a woman who was used to working in the shadows, gathering knowledge others did not, and who dirtied her hands. There was a cunning intelligence in her eyes, one that reminded him of Loki. 

"Speak." Laufey commanded.

Natasha bowed her head in answer before speaking swiftly and precisely. "I understand your anger towards Thor and his home, I will not speak or argue on his behalf, but I will speak on behalf of Midgard and hope that you will listen to me." Natasha waited a moment and, despite an answering growl at the mention of Thor, neither Laufey or his sons made to interrupt so Natasha continued speaking. "It is true that we do not know what danger this Malekith poses as we have not heard of him, but you have, and so... can you honestly tell me that he is someone you should dismiss so easily? That even if he doesn't have his sight on Jotunheim yet that he won't eventually? Those like Malekith don't simply settle for less. Are you prepared to take that risk when your home is still recuperating?"

Laufey bared his teeth but he didn't disagree with her. Though it had been many, many, centuries ago Laufey still remembered when Odin's father had set out with the entirety of Asgard's army to defeat and eradicate Malekith and his dark elves. What Malekith was after... Laufey could not remember but he knew, even as bloodthirsty as Asgard was and is, they did not slaughter an entire race just to slaughter. And that Malekith managed to escape with his life was no small feat.

Laufey scoffed and sat back down on his frozen throne. "As you have said, Jotunheim is still recuperating, why should we help either of your realms? And why should I allow Loki to help, what help do you need from him?"

"We are not asking for all of Jotunheim," Steve stepped forward next to Natasha to speak now that Thor had calmed enough to simply glower as the king rather then continue shouting at him. "We know now that you are all busy rebuilding your home and we would not dare ask you to take your focus or resources away from that when we can still handle it. We simply need Loki's help. Your majesty." 

"Why?" Laufey hissed, growing ever more irritated that no one saw fit to answer him, "Why do you seek Loki's help in this?"

Natasha and Steve spared a quick glance towards Thor before focusing on the king again. Thor still hadn't explained why they needed Loki to them. He had simply come back to Earth, speaking of the danger, and insisting that they needed Loki and shouted over their protests that he had just set an alien invasion on them and it was still too fresh a memory to many. Especially Clint. And as much as they all liked Thor and trusted him... they couldn't help but wonder if his insistence that Loki's help was needed was purely a selfish desire on his part to seek his little brother out and pull him away from his banishment. A punishment many thought was too small for the crime he was being punished for.

Helblindi noticed the quick glance Natasha and Steve threw at Thor, his face crumpling in suspicious anger, but before he could speak up Thor did.

"Because he has valuable knowledge that we need." Thor sounded very stiff but he at least refrained from shouting.

"What knowledge?" Helblindi countered.

Thor threw him a quick glare. "None of your concern."

"None of mine-!?" Helblindi started when Laufey spoke over him, "Then my answer remains the same: no."

"We, the Avengers from Midgard, are asking for Loki's help. Not Thor or Asgard," Tony spoke up and moved so he was standing next to Steve now instead of Thor. "And I really think you should reconsider your answer."

Laufey narrowed his eyes as he asked, "And why is that?"

"Well, for one," Tony began, "unlike Thor we have no love for Loki so you can all be reassured that once Loki's help is no longer needed we will be more than happy to return him back to you."

"Or he can simply stay here and you can all leave and never return." Helblindi countered roughly.

Tony let a wide smile appear on his face as he pointed a finger at the eldest Jotun prince and said, "Consider it recompense."

Helblindi and Byliestr both stiffened and Laufey sat up straighter on his throne, sneering at Tony as he asked, "Recompense for what? Asgard had already dealt us a blow centuries ago when we had invaded Midgard long ago. Jotunheim owes no recompense to anyone."

"Loki, however, does," Tony added and when Laufey merely narrowed his eyes further Tony said, "guessing your precious baby boy mentioned his own attempt to conquer Earth. Or, uh, Midgard. Must be a family thing," Tony shrugged, "and last we checked he didn't really face any consequences from it."

"He was banished-" Helblindi started but Tony made a sharp noise to cut him off.

"By Asgard, not us. That was Asgard's punishment for him but, frankly, that doesn't seem like a very satisfying punishment after all the lives and damage Loki caused on, uh, Midgard and we don't feel like justice has truly been served on our side. But worry not big bro," Tony raised his hands up to show that he meant no harm by saying what he did and also chose to ignore the sound of Thor grinding his teeth behind him. Any family drama he felt he needed to settle he could do so with Loki and when they were no longer on this goddamned frozen planet.

"I'm not suggesting a harsher sentencing or anything like that, just a gesture of recompense in the form of Loki's helping us in whatever we need his help on and once we no longer need his help then we will consider everything between us good."

Laufey let out an irritated huff of air through his nose but he stayed silent. He could not deny Loki's actions on Midgard and yet....

"It doesn't matter to me whether or not you all hold a grudge against Loki for his actions. Your tiny realm does not have the means to travel through the realms nor any true means to try Loki. And, no matter what Asgard is, they've already cast their verdict against Loki and will not care for yours."

"Then how about we strike up a deal? Or an offer, if you would prefer that. From us, not Thor or Asgard." Tony added in quickly before he could be dismissed. 

"What could you possibly offer that would be of any worth?" Byliestr spoke up, not bothering to hide the disdain in his voice as he stared down at Tony. "Anything we have need of we can do with the Casket, our own skills, and Loki's. We don't need anything from mere mortals who are only here through Asgard's gatekeeper."

"What about tech?"

"Tech."

"It's one of the few things you don't have, as far as I've seen, and I don't think you can get that from your Casket. And every thriving civilization needs to have developed their own technological advances and building tech is what I do. Let Loki come with us back to Midgard and he and I will both work together to design and build any kind of tech that he will feel will benefit your entire home the best."

"And you think that'll be enough to persuade us?" Byliestr snapped. "What exactly do you expect to be of use to us? You cannot build us a Bifrost."

"Like I said, I would be working with Loki and I'm sure he'll know what kind of tech would benefit you all the most in exchange for Loki helping us."

"Leave." Laufey ordered.

"Your highness, please wait-" Natasha started again but Laufey spoke over her.

"Return tomorrow and I will have my answer then."

"Father!" Helblindi and Byleistr protested but Laufey ignored them both and stood up from his throne, turning and already heading out as he said, "But we're done for today and I highly suggest that you stay away from Loki until I give my answer. Find accommodations somewhere else, neither of you are welcomed to stay here." Laufey disappeared behind the doors and Helblindi and Byleistr both shot them all angry glares before following after their father.

The Avengers were all escorted out by the guards and met Sif and the Warriors Three outside and Sif immediately asked, "What happened?"

"We are to return tomorrow." Thor practically growled as he continued walking and the others rushed to follow him. They made it to the outskirts of the village before it became clear that they might have trouble looking for a place for all of them to stay the night as most of the villagers had already settled in to take shelter from the incoming storm. 

"Should we maybe seek shelter in one of the caves, I don't think anyone will be offering all of us a place to stay for the night." Fandral suggested lightly.

"We can't, none of us are properly bundled for the cold and we will likely freeze overnight. Particularly Thor's Midgardian friends." Hogun shut down the idea quickly and said, "perhaps we should go off realm and simply return to Jotunheim tomorrow."

"I am not leaving Jotunheim without Loki, not even for a night." Thor said, still somewhat angrily. "And if we leave now Laufey will think he won."

"Because you did so well talking with him in such a calm and diplomatic matter. I simply can't believe that my father didn't go along with your demands." A cool voice spoke through the bitterly cold wind.

"Loki!" Thor's face broke into a huge grin as he and the others turned to stare at him. "Are you ready to leave with us, brother?"

Loki grimaced, crossing his arms over his bare blue chest, a large, pure white fur cloak thrown over his shoulders. The only protection against the cold he had. "We are not brothers, Thor, and no, I'm not going anywhere when my father has not yet decided for himself. I'm simply here because I knew none of you would be able to find a place to stay for yourselves so I'm here to help with that. Follow me."

"And we should trust you why?" Sif asked suspiciously.

"Freeze out here if you wish," Loki called back over his shoulder, already walking quietly through the falling snow, "I don't particularly care. But those who do wish to stay somewhere dry and possibly near a fire can follow me."

"A fire? Fuck it." Clint had already wrapped his hood tightly around his head but he was still shivering fiercely from the cold and his face, fingers, and even toes were already starting to go numb. So if he had to follow Loki of all people to get to some warmth then fine. Better then freezing. Natasha stared after them both before reluctantly following after them. Tony and Bruce followed after them with Steve trailing behind.

Thor had a hurt look on his face as he stared after them but made no move to immediately follow.

"Thor?" Sif, Fandral, Volstagg, and Hogun stayed back with him and stared at him to see whether or not he would follow after Loki and his mortal friends. But Thor merely stood where he was, frowning down at the frozen ground. He just didn't understand. None of this was supposed to happen and he couldn't help but be angry at Loki for being so difficult. For indulging Laufey and acting as if Odin, their father, was the one who was in the wrong. For being so willing to turn his back on them all.

"Two years with no contact from any of my so called family, not even a letter!"

Thor shut his eyes. He wasn't going to turn his back on Loki, not again. Loki was hurt and had done what he needed to survive but Thor would remind him that he still was family.

Shaking himself slightly Thor hurried to catch up to Loki and the others and saw that Loki was leading them all towards one of the more homier looking buildings, one that seemed slightly larger then what Thor took to be the houses. Loki approached the door and gave two quick knocks before stepping back and looking expectantly at the door. A short moment later the door opened to reveal an older Jotun with leathery skin and wrinkles, yet a warm look in his eyes as he spotted Loki and offered him a welcoming smile. A smile that turned somewhat bewildered as he spotted the mortals and then cold as he turned his gaze to Prince Thor and his warrior companions. He wore what seemed to be a robe over his leggings and, unlike Loki, he was wearing shoes. Possibly slippers.

"Prince Loki." The Jotun spoke warmly towards Loki who offered him a bright smile.

"Eivind. Pleasure to see you, I hope I didn't wake you or your husband."

"Not at all, my prince, not at all. I was simply helping my son to finish cleaning up in the kitchen but if there is something you need..." 

"Unfortunately yes, and I offer my deepest apologies, but I'm sure you have heard that we had some unexpected visitors today who spoke with my father earlier today." Eivind gave a brief nod and Loki shot him another smile before continuing. "Well it will appear that they are not yet done discussing whatever needs to be discussed and my father has invited them to return tomorrow to continue. He had, however, refused to give them rooms inside the palace and I was wondering whether you had some rooms to offer them? Three rooms should be more than enough, if you are willing."

A deep frown appeared on Eivind's face as he looked over Prince Loki's... "guests". Loki, sensing his displeasure, quickly assured him that no danger would befall his family or their inn and a couple of palace guards would come early the next day to escort them all back to the palace.

"Just for tonight?" Eivind asked.

"Just for tonight, Eivind." Loki assured the innkeeper, apparently. With a heavy sigh Eivind agreed and opened the door wider before heading to what seemed like a rickety wooden counter to get the keys to the three rooms Loki had requested. As Eivind did that Loki turned to face the Avengers, Sif and the Warriors Three, and Thor.

"Well, this is where I leave you."

"Loki, wait!" Thor reached out and gripped Loki by his upper arm. "I want to talk with you."

"We have nothing to talk about at this moment."

"How can you say that? After everything that has happened? Here, on Asgard, you, and mother. And you're just going to walk away when we can have a chance to talk privately." Thor's grip tightened slightly and Loki hissed, pulling his arm out of Thor's grip.

"You turned your back on me for two years, surely you can wait a single night." Loki hissed before disappearing out of sight.