Elizabeth left the people who would discuss the "War of the Nine Worlds" alone. It seemed at first that she would stay and listen to everything, but Odin noticed that his warriors were too distracted by the words she had said earlier. There was nothing else to do but bring Elizabeth out to see if they were no longer so "red-faced" and would concentrate on their duty.
— Heimdall, please escort Elizabeth to her room.
— Of course, your majesty. — Heimdall escorted me outside, and I started talking to him.
— You know, you see everything... Do you know if those present have never had sex? — She stops a second — It's not awkward watching "Everything"... you know. Do you listen and see the whole process of "making a baby"? Because it doesn't sound very nice.
— Are those really important questions for you? — He answered
— No, I just say them to annoy... and it works great. — I raised my thumb
— Of course, we're going to get to your room soon.
— I noticed... did you know that according to the books, you are "son of Odin" and "nine giant women" who fed you boar blood?
— What?
— That, and a Nordic tradition says that "Heimdall descended to earth and fathered three lineages from three women: princes, subjects, and servants.
— Don't you find it strange to believe such things?— He answered me
— I don't believe them. In fact, many of them sound stupid... but it's fun talking to you about it. It seems to bother you a lot.
— Something... How do they make up so many stories?
— Humans are... strange, but they have a great imagination.
— Clearly...
— According to the stories, you will die at the hands of Loki — I blurted out without thinking — Calm down... it won't be like that — I grimaced, a bad death from my point of view.
— Thanks, now I know how I'm not going to die — I saw the guard, despite what I had said to him, he wasn't upset... You could even say he was about to smile.
— Well... It's a good thing you weren't born that way, isn't it? — I said — It's pretty bizarre, think about it. "Odin fell in love with all nine of them, so madly in love that he married them right then and there, and they combined to give birth to a beautiful baby named Heimdall." — I winked as I said that — "The nine mothers proceeded to feed the baby the strength of the earth, the moisture of love, and the warmth of the sun, a diet that proved so nurturing that the new god grew to full size in an incredibly short time and ran off to join his father in Asgard.
— It's a bad story... very bad.
— Yeah, well... The Gods in the Earth stories used to mess with everything that moved. Seriously, everything.— I said, remembering other stories — You know... Maybe Loki will kill me, but, well, it doesn't matter. Supposedly, to distract a giant who was building the walls of Asgard, Loki transformed into a mare in heat so that the giant's horse wouldn't help him. — I started to laugh — Loki became "pregnant" with a horse, and from that, Sleipnir was born. Odin's 8-legged horse. — The guardian's face showed that he was trying not to laugh.
— Nice story...
— Yes, although in all the stories it was perfectly known that he was not the son of Odin.
— Well, this is as far as I go. — He said when we were in front of my room
— Ok— I looked into his eyes
— Do you have a question? — He looked at me doubtfully.
— Did I go too far by asking Loki, Thor, and the warriors if they've never had sex? — That wasn't the question, but it didn't matter.
— A bit...— He thought about it — But it's fun — He gave me a small smile and left.
— Ah, it doesn't matter anymore... I already said it — I went into the room and lay down. I was tired. Maybe he'd laughed too much. — Goodnight, Benjamin, — She said to her stuffed animal and fell asleep... even though it wasn't even dark yet.
When she woke up that same day, she had to go eat with the Kings. They asked her how her day had been and if she had "had fun." It was really strange for her to be asked that. Why were they so amused by the situation? Was this such a punishment for her son? How could you let them bully your child? Who knew. She went blank after Thor asked her a question.
— So... in love with my brother? — Seemed to be getting revenge for what she had said earlier.
— Do you find my son attractive? — Odin followed him
— Adopted daughter? — Frigga asked
— I — I thought about it. Were they making fun of me? Did they have this all planned? How do I respond? — Well, you could treat me like an "adopted daughter." But it's weird. — I sighed. — I find Loki much more attractive than you, Thor. — I said, looking at him. — Much more so, in fact. So if... if I were really "the new adopted daughter," it would be like being in love with my brother.
— I didn't expect you to be so direct — Thor looked at me — I'm prettier.
— No... you're just very muscular and blond, so you might be able to charm a lot of people. But I don't find you all that attractive. Although you're more attractive than your friends.— I thought for a bit — These are two steps below Loki and others... — I fell silent.
— Don't you care what he did to your world?
— Nope, well yeah... But he didn't do it on purpose, the mind gem.— Stop — The scepter had brainwashed him, and I saved most of them. While you were busy fighting.
— And Coulson?— Asked the blond
— That was a low blow.— Couldn't I tell him what had happened to him? No one knew. — It hurt a lot.
When they mentioned Coulson, it was all over. I didn't continue talking, and they didn't intend to talk to me anymore. Apparently, they understood "my loss."
The next few days, I spent training with Frigga and annoying Loki. I didn't have much else to do when Thor was going from battle to battle with his friends. I had found a rechargeable battery in my backpack... At first, she didn't believe it would work "with sunlight," but it did. She had started using her cell phone every day. It distracted her a little. It was already October, and she had already learned almost everything she had been taught about magic.
— How long did it take you to learn magic? — I ask Loki as we enter the cell.
— Hello, how are you? It's good to see you again, Prince of Asgard. I'm so sorry to interrupt you while you're reading. — He speaks, looking at me
— I'm not going to tell you that, "sorcerer of lies." — I answered him.
— Your visits are becoming less annoying. — He rolled his eyes
— I don't have much left to bother you with, I wasn't planning on being here for so long... I don't have enough material to keep bothering you. — Sigh
— Are you thinking of leaving?
— The truth, yes. — I looked into his eyes — I don't have much left to learn about magic, your mother says I'm moving too fast. Unfortunately for me.
— What's so unlucky about you? You'll finish this task they have you doing... "watching me." You should be happy.
— That only makes me sadder. — Sigh — Do you know more about magic than your mother?
— Why the question?
— To know if you want to teach me.— I said, moving my shoulders — My time here is almost over.
— I only know a few things that my mother didn't teach me... the rest is all thanks to her.
— Well, now I'm out of plans.
— I don't understand your sadness. — Loki had stopped reading a while ago.
— You won't... Do you like music?
— And that question? You're going to sing to me.— He looked at me curiously.
— No — I sat down next to him on a kind of step and went to the music folders I had on my phone. — Do you like anything in particular?
— I don't know the music of Midgard Elizabeth — He spoke slowly. He didn't know what the girl next to him was up to now.
— Wow, you said my name — I raised my gaze and our eyes met — Excellent. Okay, I guess I'll put on some slow music so I don't scare you.
— How could music scare me?
— You have no idea — I look for music in English — How many languages can you speak?
— Many— he replied
Loki didn't know what was going on; he was prepared to respond with stupidity and hold back a laugh at some nonsense his companion would say. But she didn't seem like she was going to do that; she had a sad face. She wasn't at all like the other days.
No questions about "his children," who, even though she told him every day they didn't exist, always came back the next day with the same thing. No nicknames like: "Lying Blacksmith," "Shapeshifter," "Silvertongue," "Cunning God," "Transformer," "Sky Traveler," "Skywalker," or "God of Bad Luck," and "God of Chaos." No strange jokes, nothing about how she looked today. Not even the wink she always gave. She was distant, and he didn't understand why.
It really upset him that her stay was about to end. Why?
He looked into her eyes and sat down next to her. He didn't even know when he'd gotten so close to the mortal; he just did. He expected her to move away when he was next to her, but she just stood there.
— Since I don't know what music you like, I'll put the one I have in this folder, it's in English... but if you know another language, I could put others. — Elizabeth smiled at the man beside her. — Okay, let's get started.
Ask me why my heart's inside my throat
I've never been in love, I've been alone
Feel like I've been living life asleep
Love so strong, it makes me feel so weak
Are you lonely? (Are you lonely?)
Our fingers dancing when they meet
You seem so lonely (are you lonely?)
I'll be the only dream you seek
So if you're lonely, no need to show me
If you're lonely, come be lonely with me
Lonely (are you lonely?)
Passion is crashing as we speak
You seem so lonely (are you lonely?)
You're the ground my feet won't reach
So if you're lonely, darling, you're glowing
If you're lonely, come be lonely with me
Underneath the pale moonlight
Dreaming of a circus life
Carousels and Ferris heights
I'll be yours if you'll be mine
'Cause I'm lonely, I'm so lonely
If you hold me, I'll be your only
Are you lonely? (are you lonely?)
Our fingers dancing when they meet
You seem so lonely (are you lonely?)
I'll be the only dream you seek
So if you're lonely, no need to show me
If you're lonely, come be lonely with me
Are you lonely?
Passion is crashing as we speak
You seem so lonely
You're the ground my feet won't reach
So if you're lonely, darling, you're glowing
If you're lonely, come be lonely with me
The God remained silent throughout the entire melody, watching as the girl beside him murmured the song. For some reason, he wanted to hear her sing; something about it drew him in. He couldn't concentrate until he heard the last verse, and the brunette looked at him. For the first time, he noticed her eyes; her face was so pale that he couldn't stop wondering how that color was possible.
— Did you like the song? — Elizabeth whispered, looking at him. The God was slow to respond.
— Yeah — He whispered to her, as if they were sharing a secret.
— Excellent — She smiled at him and continued — So... Do we listen to music like that or with a different rhythm? Or another language?
— I... — The prince thought about his next words — Why do we listen to music?
— To pass the time... of course. — She answered very quickly — I know, I'll put on a song that reminds me of you
— Me? — That confession surprised him — How can something remind you of me?
— You'll see.— Elizabeth looked at her phone for the next song to play. Before pressing start, she thought about whether it might upset her companion... but she played it anyway.
Insane, inside
The danger gets me high
Can't help myself
Got secrets I can't tell
I love the smell of gasoline
I light the match to taste the heat
I've always liked to play with fire
Play with fire
Play with fire
Fire, fire
I've always liked to play with fire
I ride (I ride) the edge (The edge
My speed goes in the red
Hot blood (Hot blood), these veins (These veins)
My pleasure is their pain
I love to watch the castles burn
These golden ashes turn to dirt
Again, no one spoke for the duration of the song. He found it funny that the song reminded her... of him. It was too funny. He thought about laughing or saying something to upset her. He didn't say anything, not a word. He stayed like that for what seemed like minutes.
When the song ended, Elizabeth expected a sarcastic response or something like that. She got nothing, just silence. She remembered all the Avengers videos she had with music like this in the background. Great edits, from great fans. Maybe she'd look for them when she got back to her room. She still hadn't seen everything she'd remembered.
The silence lasted a long time; it wasn't awkward. But... she decided it was time to talk.
— So — I look at my companion — Can you make your "armor" appear?
— What? — He asked slowly, that was a strange way to end a not-at-all-awkward silence — Why that question?
— I want to steal your cape — I answer, moving my shoulders — It's pretty
— The cape — He started laughing — Why don't you steal it from someone else?
— Because they are golden, like everything here... and yours is green
— Thor's is red — He said with a little jealousy — Why don't you take it from him?
— And why should I?... I don't like his cape — She crossed his arms — I like yours, since you are imprisoned, would you give it to me?
— Let me think about it... No — He gave a smile to his punishment — I would never give it to you
— But how bitter you are, God of mischief. — Elizabeth stood up and walked over to Loki's seat — Keep reading as much as you want, I don't have much to say to you today. I'm going to bed.
— Here? — He asks doubtfully
— Yes, here — I point in front of him, it was a kind of bed.
— I thought you should keep an eye on me. — He said with a smile
— I'll see you... In my dreams — The everyday wink arrived, and God found it funny.
— If I dreamed of you, they would be nightmares.— He said as he took his book
— You would love to dream about me — She settled — I know.
That was all that was said. Elizabeth fell asleep, and Loki continued reading, glancing every so often in the direction of his "guest." He found it quite amusing when his mother arrived and saw Elizabeth sleeping.
— Are you tired? — Asked
— She said she would watch me in my dreams— He answered without giving it importance
— Is it fun to watch her sleep? — Frigga asked her son — Do you like it?
— Are you serious? — He answers — Of course not, it's annoying... just get her out of here before she continues to pollute my place.
— Well, wake her up. — The queen looked at her son — I'm not going to enter, you move her.
— I — Loki didn't know what to do, go move her? — Do you want me to touch her?... No, thank you — His mother started to laugh. Was she making fun of him?
— Of course, I never said you had to touch her. — She looks at him — you can... take off her support and let her fall on her own — She replied, hoping her son wouldn't do that.
— I'm not going to do it; she could kill me.
— She's not going to kill you... she hasn't done so far. — Her son looked at her in the strangest way possible — and boy did she have opportunities.
— I won't wake her up. — He said quickly and looked at the book. Had she had the chance to kill him?
— Okay, then we'll stay like this until she decides to wake up. — I looked at Elizabeth, and it was clear she wasn't going to wake up soon. — Mmm, I'd better go. When she's awake, I'll come back.
— Wait, you can't leave her here.
— Why can't we, brother? — Thor stood before them — Fear of not being able to control yourself — He started to laugh, if he thought it was fun to bother him. Maybe spending so much time with Eli had done him wrong.
— Control my desire to kill her? — He replied — I don't have much patience, don't tempt me.
— You didn't kill me on Earth; you even prevented a Chitauri from piercing me. — Elizabeth spoke sleepily — You won't kill me now — On her way to the exit — You are the worst. I don't have your energy. I am a mere mortal, and you woke me up. I hate you — She said as she was leaving
— She didn't even say hello to me.— A wounded Thor spoke when Elizabeth had already left the dungeons.
— You'll have to find a girlfriend who loves you more, Thor. — Said Loki, laughing
— Why do you always say she's my girlfriend? Jealousy? — He replied — Maybe I should tell her she is. What do you think, Mother?
— It would be wonderful if we were family. — The Queen replied.
— Would you let him go out with the mortal? Please, it's impossible. — He said — Odin would not allow it.
— Yes, he would. He loves having her living here. Just like me. I wish she had come sooner. — She sighed and walked away. — Goodbye, son.
— Will you ask her? — The God of deception asked with doubt.
— Of course not — He started laughing — She made it clear that she was more attracted to you, brother — He walked laughing all the way out.
— What? — Loki spoke to himself. Did she say that? — You left everything in a mess, Mortal — He said, looking at where she had been sleeping — I won't be able to finish my reading anymore.
Loki just sat where Elizabeth had been minutes before. It was still obvious she'd been there; the warmth of her body was felt.
He sat there for hours, not saying anything, just thinking about what had happened today. He didn't want to go to bed, but after a few hours, he did. He noticed a very sweet smell when he put his face on the "bed."
He found it annoying and told himself he wouldn't be able to sleep.
The opposite happened: for the first time in months, he slept without any problems. Without thinking about anything, forgetting that he was in punishment, forgetting that many wanted his head. That night, he slept peacefully.