Thanos sighed deeply, looking at the infinity stone sitting in the palm of his hand.
The purple stone glimmered, the light catching on the faucets of the stone. It looked so innocuous, just sitting there, a shiny bauble that most wouldn't look at twice, but held within it was power beyond reckoning.
He realized now that he had been careless, entrusting the retrieval of the space stone to someone as conniving as Loki had been a mistake, a costly one.
The plan had seemed so elegant at the time. Use the mind stone to control Loki's actions, then manipulating him into retrieve the space stone for him.
The plan had obviously fallen apart the moment he gave Loki the scepter. He still wasn't sure how, but Loki somehow circumvented his mind control, and now had both the mind and space stones in his possession, and most likely the reality stone as well.
He checked his console, noting there was still no communications from Proxima and Cull, and after so much time had passed, there was only one conclusion he could draw. Both of them were dead.
His trusted generals were lost because he had underestimated Loki, a heavy price for his hubris, something he couldn't allow to happen a second time.
He thought back to their first meeting, having seen nothing of note from the Asgardian, apart from his arrogance. Either Cull or Proxima should have been able to defeat him easily, and together the battle should have been a foregone conclusion.
It left only one possibility: Loki had not only learned to use the stones proficiently in battle, but also had a tool to harness their power. Which meant the power stone alone would not be enough to defeat him, not when he had the mind stone to turn his armies against him, and the space stone to escape if the battle didn't go his way, and that didn't account for the devastation he could cause with the reality stone, which he suspected was already in his possession as well.
"No," Thanos said quietly, thinking aloud. The power stone was not enough, and that was assuming he could even find Loki to begin with. That left only one possibility: the soul stone.
"You called for me father," Gamora said, walking into the throne room, observing her 'father' carefully. He had been quiet as of late, too, quiet, and it had her worried.
Thanos looked up, a small smile on his face as his favorite daughter walked in. "The soul stone," he said, leaning back in his throne. "How goes your search for it?"
"I.. I haven't found it yet, father," Gamora replied, her face calm, but internally panicking.
"You've had time, daughter," Thanos replied, his voice low, but easily carrying across the cavernous room.
"I understand, father," Gamora replied. "But it's been hidden for millennia, possibly longer. I've followed every lead, investigated every rumor, but all of them have led to nothing but dead ends."
"Not all of them," Thanos said, regarding his daughter shrewdly. "You're hiding something from me, daughter, out with it."
Gamora's eyes widened every so slightly before schooling her features again, feeling the walls closing in around her. She couldn't tell him the truth, that she'd found where it was, but she also couldn't deny she knew something. It would only confirm his suspicions.
"The Collector," she said, meeting Thanos's eyes. "He is the only one I haven't questioned."
"And why haven't you?" Thanos pressed.
"He has eyes and ears everywhere, even here father," Gamora said, thinking on her feet. "If I go to Knowhere, he will know, and so will everyone else in the known universe. I didn't think you wanted that kind of attention."
Thanos sighed, leaning back on his throne, resting his chin on his fist, deep in thought. He couldn't afford to tipoff Loki. With the ability to travel anywhere instantly, he would have little chance of retrieving the stone before Loki, but he couldn't afford to wait, either.
Loki's search would eventually end the same way as Gamora's had, and sooner rather than later he would come to the same conclusion, and seek out the Collector himself.
"Secrecy is no longer a concern," he finally decided. "We will go to Knowhere, and question the Collector together."
"Together, father?" Gamora questioned with a raised eyebrow, trying to understand what had his so bothered. "Why the sudden interest in the stones?"
"I am not the only one searching for the stones. There is another, and they already have at least two in their possession," Thanos revealed.
This time Gamora couldn't keep the shock off her face, her eyes going wide. Even one stone resurfacing was enough to draw attention, but multiple stones? How could it have gone unnoticed for so long?
"Prepare yourself," Thanos said, rising from his throne. "We leave immediately."
Gamora nodded, "yes father," she said, projecting an air of calm, but on the inside she could barely contain her panic.
Mentioning the Collector had just been something she said to buy her more time, but she didn't think he even knew where it was, nor did she think he could keep a secret like that under wraps for so long.
***
Loki looked down at Carol, a smirk on his face as she struggled to get free. "Mimir," he called out, his AI lowering the bars of the cage, but still binding Carol's hands and feet.
He moved in front of her, making a show of getting a bottle of oil, and dipping the balls inside them to lubricate them, chuckling lightly as Carol finally figured out where he intended to put them.
"Don't you dare!" Carol shouted, her eyes widening as she struggled to get free. "Damn it Mimir! Let me go!" she demanded, but received only silence from the AI.
"Shh," Loki said, rubbing Carol's back as he moved behind her. "You're going to enjoy this. I promise."
"No, I won't!" Carol growled indignantly, glaring over her shoulder at Loki.
"We'll see," Loki smirked, lining up the first ball with Carol's puckered asshole.
Carol yelped as Loki pressed the ball against her asshole. Whatever he coated it in was both cold and slippery, and with her asshole already stretched from having her plug inside her for so long, she could do nothing to stop him from putting it inside her.
"There, that wasn't so bad, was it?" Loki teased, lining up the next ball with Carol's asshole. "This one is a little bigger, but I think you can handle it," he said with a wink.
Carol glared silently over her shoulder at Loki, knowing there was nothing she could do to stop him.
Just as Loki said, it was larger than the last one, but not overly so. She clamped her ass tightly closed, determined to keep this one out, but with the ball already lubricated, and how small it was, she couldn't offer up much resistance as it slipped inside.
Carol groaned, feeling the second ball push the first one deeper inside her. It wasn't like her plug at all. She could feel the balls wriggle and move inside her, even as Loki lined up the next ball with her back entrance.
She could already tell it was larger, this time noticeably larger than the first two. She bore down on the ball, determined to at least keep this one out, but that was when she got her next surprise.
She felt the balls inside her ass warm up, feeling almost pleasant inside her, the heat helping to loosen her muscles further.
She let out a keening moan as Loki took advantage of her distracted state, easing the third ball inside her asshole, feeling it wriggle inside her along with the other two.
"So responsive," Loki murmured approvingly, running his fingers along Carol's slit, feeling the dampness between her thighs.
"Uggh," Carol groaned as Loki teased her pussy lips. She rolled her hips, trying to escape his fingers, only to stop, letting out another moan as the balls moved around inside her when she did, adding another dimension to her growing pleasure.
It was like the balls had a life of their own, with even the slightest twitch of her body setting them off.
She arched her back, shaking her head as she felt Loki line up the next ball with her asshole. She tried to keep it out, tried to wiggle her hips out of the way, but it did no good. Her asshole was already slick with oil, and with steady pressure, the next ball eased inside her despite her best efforts to stop him.
It came as no surprise to her that this ball was also larger than the previous ones, feeling the ring of her asshole stretch to accommodate it, then close around it as he pushed the widest part inside her.
Carol moaned, feeling the balls slide even deeper inside her as Loki lined up the next ball. "Ugghh," she groaned as Loki pressed it against her asshole, the infuriating smirk on his face as he did. "It's too big," she pleaded, "too much, ughhh!" she groaned, feeling a dull ache as he eased the next ball inside her, stretching her even wider than her plug.
She let out a ragged breath as Loki pressed it firmly against her asshole, feeling her asshole slowly open up to accommodate it.
"GOD!" she groaned, feeling a surprising shock of pleasure as she wiggled her hips, trying to push the balls out.
She could feel the sweat on her brow, her breath coming out in short gasps as the dull ache slowly faded away, the balls now moving inside her without her having to do anything, stimulating her in ways she had never expected.
Loki looked down at Carol's glistening pussy, her excitement on full display as a smirk worked its way onto his face.
He placed his hand over her molten core, earning another mew of pleasure from his slave as he did, feeling her press her needy cunt against the palm of his hand as she rocked back and forth.
Keeping gentle pressure on the ball, he eased two fingers into her slick pussy, pumping them slowly, his eyes filled with lust as Carol's pleasure filled moans and grunts filled the air.
Carol's eyes went wide, feeling the dual pleasure of Loki's fingers pumping away in her needy cunt as the balls wriggled inside her ass. She felt so full, having already lost count of how many balls Loki had pushed inside her already.
"Uggghhh!" she let out a deep groan, arching her back as Loki curled his fingers inside her throbbing cunt, as he pressed down on her clit with his thumb, all while applying steady pressure to the ball, slowly easing another one inside her.
She let out a loud, keening moan as the ball stretched her asshole even more, the widest part inside her now as the dull ache returned, but with Loki's fingers pumping away inside her slick cunt, it only added to her growing pleasure.
She gasped for breath as her asshole closed around the ball, trapping it inside her along with all the others, hating that Loki was right, that she was actually enjoying this despite how demeaning it was.
"Good girl," Loki praised, picking up the pace as he pumped his fingers into her dripping cunt, giving her a few moments to adjust to her new friends before he put the last ball inside her.
Carol moaned and grunted, mews of pleasure escaping her lips as the balls continued wriggling inside her, each one Loki added, deepening her pleasure as she straining against the metal shackles holding her in place.
She let out a whimper, feeling Loki press another ball against her asshole. She felt it stretch her to the limit as he eased it inside her, the dull ache turning sharper, even as Loki eased a third finger into her dripping core.
"Beautiful," Loki said, taking in the enticing sight of his slave on all fours, her body practically vibrating with pleasure as he finished pushing the last ball into her ass.
She looked wild; her tousled hair framing her face, and a thin sheen of sweat glistening on her skin as she whimpered and moaned, writhing in bondage.
"Captivity suits you Carol," Loki said huskily, curling his fingers inside her cunt as he pressed down on her clit.
Carol gasped, looking over her shoulder at Loki as the balls sprung to life, not just wriggling inside her anymore, but pulsating and vibrating now.
She let out a ragged breath, unprepared for the spike of pleasure deep inside her. She had never experienced something like this before, and with Loki's fingers pumping away inside her overheated pussy, it was too much to bear.
Without even realizing it, she rocked her hips back and forth, quickly falling into rhythm with Loki's probing fingers as her pleasure skyrocketed, but disappointingly, it was still not enough to make her cum.
"Pl-please," she groaned, locking eyes with Loki, her need for release overriding all her other senses.
It wasn't just Loki's talented fingers pumping away inside her, or even the balls vibrating inside her ass. It was so much more than that. The feeling of being restrained, being overpowered, feeling completely helpless and at Loki's mercy that really drove her libido.
It left her aching for more, and willing to do anything to get it.
Loki met Carol's eyes, pulling his fingers from her dripping cunt silently. She was ready.
Carol bit her lip, groaning. She knew what Loki wanted, knew he wouldn't give her what she needed unless she said it. "Please.. Master. Ugh!!" she moaned, feeling the balls pulse powerfully with each word she spoke. "Let… Ugh! Ugh! Your… Sl-slave cum!" said, screaming out the last part.
Loki smirked, looking down at his slave proudly. He didn't even have to say the words this time. "Alright, my slave," he said indulgently. "but only because you asked so nicely," he said, freeing his cock.
He gripped her hips, lining up his cock with Carol's dripping core, then leaned forward, pushing his length inside her.
"Uggggghhh!" Carol groaned, arching her back as Loki pushed his thick cock into her molten core, her pussy stretching to accommodate him.
She hung her head, her breaths coming out in short gasps as he sheathed himself inside her with a single stroke. She was so wet, so ready. It was nearly impossible to think about anything else.
She could feel Loki's thighs pressing against her ass, the balls vibrating and pulsating inside her, and Loki's strong fingers digging into her hips as he set a steady pace, thrusting his cock into her quivering pussy with long, slow strokes.
She shut her eyes tightly, her toes curling, her fists clenching and unclenching as the pleasure coursed through her body.
"Ugh! Ugh! Ugh! Ugh! Ugh!" she grunted, dropping down to her elbows as Loki pumped his cock even deeper inside her.
She moaned with delight as Loki suddenly picked up the pace, hitting just the right spot, her slick pussy welcoming him back with each thrust. "Ugh! Ugh! Ugh! Ugh!"
Loki breathed deeply, Carol's mews, and grunts of pleasure turning him on even more, and the way she wiggled her hips, looking over her shoulder at him, so desperate for release, so wanton. His cock felt as hard as steel as thrust inside her.
"GOD!" Carol moaned, pushing her hips back to meet Loki's thrusts. She strained against her bindings, no longer concerned with freeing herself, but pulling Loki closer, to press her lips to his, to feel his tongue inside her mouth as he took her in only the way he could. "Ugh! Ugh! Ugh! Ugh!"
She was just on the edge of release, the voice in the back of her head that always warned her about giving in to Loki going silent as her pleasure continued to mount.
"Please," she moaned wantonly. "L-let… your sl-slave Ugh! Cum. Let y-your slave Cum. Let your slave cum!" she repeated, her pleas turning into a mantra as she grew more and more desperate, her body practically aching for release.
Loki slammed his hips forward, his thighs clapping into Carol's ass as he took her pussy, pistoning his cock inside her with hard, powerful strokes, feeling his own release fast approaching.
"Ughhh!" Carol moaned, her eyes widening. She was so close. All she could focus on was the dual pleasure in her ass and pussy, everything else fading to the back of her mind.
"Ugh! Ugh! Ugh! Ugh! MASTEEEEER!" she screamed out, thrashing against her bindings as she finally came.
Loki held onto Carol's hips tightly, continuing to slam his cock into her cum drenched pussy, grunting as he picked up the pace. He was close, but he held himself back, wanting to make this moment memorable for his slave.
Carol whimpered and moaned, her head hanging low as Loki continued to slam his cock into her sensitive pussy, and despite how hard she came just a moment ago, she felt herself getting aroused all over again.
The combination of Loki's thick cock and the balls pulsating inside her ass, driving her wild. "Ugh! Ugh! Ugh!" she grunted, falling back into rhythm with Loki.
Loki breathed sharply as he reached down, grabbing the end of the string sticking out of Carol's ass. He pulled slowly, smirking as Carol's whole body went rigid as she let out a guttural moan as the first ball popped out of her ass.
"UGGGHHH!" Carol screamed, arching her back as her pleasure hit a new plateau.
"See," Loki said smugly. "I told you would like it," he added, pulling on the string again as he pulled another ball from her ass.
Carol groaned, looking over her shoulder at Loki, hating that he was right, and worse, there was no way for her to deny it.
Her breath came out in short gasps as Loki kept up his relentless pace, hammering his cock into her quivering pussy. She could feel another orgasm coming, and it felt like it would be even more powerful that her last one.
Loki slammed his hips into Carol's ass, popping out another ball at the same time. It was incredible. With the toy inside her ass, her pussy felt even tighter, practically milking his cock each time he thrust inside her.
It took all his concentration to hold back his release, but it would be worth it when he pulled one last orgasm from his slave's slick cunt.
Carol gasped for breath, letting out a loud keening moan as Loki tugged on the string again, slowly pulling another ball from her ass, astounded that he had lasted this long, the sexual prowess of her captor turning her on even more as she struggled against her bonds.
Loki grunted loudly, finally reaching his limit. He pulled sharply on the string, pulling out the last few balls one after the other as he slammed his cock into Carol's quivering pussy, erupting inside her.
Carol's eyes went wide as she screamed out in delight, feeling Loki's hot cum flood her pussy, setting off another powerful orgasm inside her as the last ball left her ass.
"LOKIII!" She screamed out, riding out the wave of pleasure as she slumped forward, breathing hard.
She let out a soft moan as Loki leaned back, his cock popping out of her well fucked pussy.
She slumped forward a moment later as Mimir finally released her wrists and ankles, her eyes feeling heavy.
Too tired to protest, she leaned against Loki's chest when he picked her up in his arms, carrying her to the bed.
She had cum so hard that last time, harder than she'd ever cum before, and she couldn't help but dwell on the reason why. She liked it, liked it when Loki held her in his arms, when he took what he wanted from her, and the feeling of helplessness and the deep arousal that came along with it.
She thought how it felt, having the cool metal wrapped around her wrists and ankles, how she strained against her bonds as Loki took what he wanted from her. It made her feel alive in a way she had never felt before, far surpassing even the heat of battle.
The feeling was intoxicating, hedonistic, and deeply erotic all at the same time. To be controlled, to be dominated, while still feeling safe, and even protected in Loki's arms.
"Go to sleep, Carol," Loki murmured, running his fingers through his slave's hair as he lay down behind her, pulling her into his arms.
Carol nodded along, too tired to speak as she leaned into Loki's touch, her eyes fluttering closed.
***
Carol sat up with a start, looking around in confusion. "What?" She said out loud, her eyebrows furrowing in confusion. The last thing she remembered was falling asleep in Loki's arms.
Then her eyes widened, realizing where she was, Lady Danvers's hotel room. She was back in her dream, but with one major difference. She was in control of her body.
She stood up quickly, looking at herself in the mirror, moving her arms back and forth, making sure she wasn't imagining things, but it was true. For the first time since her dreams started, she wasn't simply a passenger watching helplessly as everything happen.
She looked around her suite, wondering what had changed, how this was possible. She picked up a glass, holding it in her hand, feeling the weight of it, then dropped it to the floor, watching it smash into a million pieces. It all felt so real, as if she were awake and back on earth.
Her eyes narrowed as she spotted a letter on the table and quickly snatched it up, skimming through it. It was from Loki, she should have guessed by the flowing script and the high quality paper it was printed on.
She frowned, seeing that Loki had booked an appointment for her at a spa, and could already guess what 'treatments' he had arranged for her. She rushed to her suitcase, knowing how this would end for her if she stuck around waiting for Loki to show up.
She quickly got dressed, haphazardly throwing the rest of her clothes into her suitcase. 'I have to get out of here,' she thought frantically, knowing that Loki would have someone watching her, most likely the hotel staff themselves.
She wheeled the suitcase to the door making her way to the elevator, pressing the button for the ground floor, tapping her foot impatiently as she waited for the elevator to descend.
As the doors opened, she looked around the lobby, cursing when she saw the front desk. It was right next to the main entrance. She looked around, hoping there was a back door she could sneak through.
"Lady Danvers," the maitre d' called, immediately spotting her. "Are you checking out?" he asked in an overly friendly tone, leaving his desk with a practiced smile on his face. "Let me help you with your bag," he offered, reaching down to pick it up.
Carol shot him a glare, pulling her bag back quickly, but didn't stop at the surprised look on the man's face. She hurried past him, going out the front door, leaving the dumbfounded hotel employee behind.
She walked up to the first taxi she saw, and leaned down as she thought furiously, wondering where she could even go. She needed to put as much distance between herself and Loki as she could, but without knowing where she was, that would be difficult.
"Where too, lady?" the cabbie asked, looking up at her.
"The train station," Carol decided. "Open the trunk."
"Need any help with that?" the cabbie asked.
"No, I'm in a rush," Carol replied briskly. "Open the trunk. I can take care of it myself."
"You got it, lady," the cabbie said with a shrug as he pushed the button for the trunk release.
Carol quickly wheeled her bag to the back of the cab, lifting it into the trunk before slamming it shut, and getting into the back of the cab.
She breathed a sigh of relief as they pulled away from the hotel, but kept looking out the window, checking if anyone was following her.
They were in a big city, and there were lots of people, all of them traveling in different directions, but she wasn't going to take any chances.
She glanced at the name badge for the cabbie with a frown, wondering if she was being too paranoid. The cabbie had just been sitting there outside the hotel. Was he a real cabbie or someone sent by Loki to keep tabs on her?
She got an uneasy feeling in the pit of her stomach as they drove down the road. She looked in her purse, finding a wad of cash and a few credit cards.
The credit cards were obviously no good. The last thing she needed was a paper trail Loki could follow. When the cabbie stopped at a set of lights she opened her door, jumping out of the cab.
"Hey lady!" the cabbie shouted. "What do you think you're doing? I thought you said you wanted to go to the train station!"
"I changed my mind," Carol said, fishing out a pair of bills from her purse, throwing them at the surprised cabbie. "That should cover it," she said before turning on her heel and walking into the shopping mall they stopped in front of.
She walked through the mall, keeping her eyes peeled for anyone following her, but it was mostly empty, with only a few people milling about, which wasn't surprising this early in the morning.
Finding a bench, she sat down, taking stock of the situation. Lady Danvers had made a deal with Loki, one she never intended to keep, and neither did Loki.
The two advantages she had was that unlike her other dream counterparts she knew exactly what Loki was capable of, and she was in control of her body, but that alone wasn't enough to beat him, and if she ran into him now, she would lose, just like her other counterparts did before her, and to make matters worse she didn't have Lady Danvers's memories or skills to help her either.
The train station had been a good idea, but she'd made the mistake of telling the cabbie to take her there. She couldn't risk going there now. The risk was too high. She thought furiously, wondering where else she could go, somewhere Loki wouldn't think to look for her.
Looking around the mall, her eyes lit up, spotting a souvenir shop. She walked over, spotting a map on the counter. After paying for it, she made her way back to the bench, opening up the map.
'Airport,' she thought, relieved. It wasn't too far away. She dug through her purse, finding her passport as well. Smiling, she looked through the stamps of all the countries she'd visited.
She couldn't go to any of those places. They would be amongst the first place Loki would search for her. She got up, walking through the mall until she found a different exit.
'This is going to work,' she thought confidently. She didn't have a plan. She had come up with everything on the fly. There was no way for Loki to predict what she would do, or where she would go, but the sooner she got out of the country, the safer she would feel.
She flagged down another cab, giving instruction to the cabbie to take her to the airport. As she sat back, she couldn't help but wonder what would happen next.
This was all a dream, she knew that much, and she would eventually wake up, but what then?
That was when another thought struck her. Would she wake up at all? Thinking back to all her dreams, she had always woke up after Loki defeated her, but if he wasn't there at all, what would happen?
She looked out the window, thinking deeply about these dreams for the first time. They had all started after Loki captured her, and they all ended with her defeat, capture, and ravishment.
Loki was adept at mind manipulation, somehow locking away both her powers and even her military training, her mind going blank every time she tried to use either of them, but it went far beyond that.
He could plant mental suggestions in her mind, ones she wasn't even aware of, not until he pointed them out to her, but at the same time, it wasn't without limit.
He couldn't alter her memories, or control her thoughts, but he could read her mind, as he'd proven when he returned the memories the Kree stole from her.
She frowned, wondering how it was all possible. How could Loki have these abilities? Where did they come from? Her eyes suddenly widened as another realization struck her like a bolt of lightning.
'The Mind Stone!' she thought. 'That's how he's done everything! He had it when he captured me! The dreams are coming from him!'
Her frown deepened as she considered the implications. Why was she only coming to these realizations now? The truth had been staring her in the face from the very beginning. How could she have missed it all this time?
Carol growled as the next realization struck her. She hadn't missed anything. It was Loki's doing. He gave her a mental suggestion, probably multiple suggestions to ignore the truth staring her in the face, but it still didn't explain why she was realizing the truth now. What was different?
She thought furiously, trying to come up with an explanation. Was this Loki's doing as well, another one of his elaborate games? But why would he want her to find out the truth? And why now? What did he stand to gain by revealing everything now?
That was when the next realization struck: the reasons for the dreams. He wasn't just playing with her; he was training her. Each one of her dream versions learned something, or knew something beforehand that she then learned in order to please him.
Carol glared out the window, beyond furious at the realization. He had been controlling her the whole time, playing on a level she hadn't even been able to comprehend.
'Until now,' she thought, finally seeing the piece she had been missing. The suggestions he'd planted in her mind had been in her conscious mind, not her subconscious, and her subconscious had been working overtime to reconcile it, putting all the pieces together as she learned about the infinity stones.
The new realization left her with even more questions. If this was all a dream constructed by Loki, how had she been able to buck the script? She doubted Loki planned for something like this, for her to up and leave without warning.
The only explanation was that Loki wasn't in control of the dream, not fully, but he had an advantage over her dream counterpart. He knew it was a dream, and he was in control of his actions, while she had been a passenger, able to see and feel everything but not interact directly with the dream world until now.
Loki may not even realize she knew the truth. He could be operating under the belief that something had spooked Lady Danvers, and she ran, but what could she do with that?
Regardless of what happened in the dream, Loki would still be in charge in the real world. Was there even any point to fighting him here? So what if she escaped him? She would still be trapped on the ship with him regardless.
She knew she couldn't escape him, not really. Loki would eventually work out where she was. It was just a matter or time, but there was also the fact that in her dreams she could actually fight him. Safira had actually attacked him, and so had Lady Vers.
They had both lost, but neither one of them had her military training, and the dream world they were in resembled earth. Neither one of them had any powers or magic. It was the first time there was a level playing field between them.
'What would winning mean?' she thought, curiously. She thought back to how difficult it was to focus on these thoughts when she was awake. Was this her subconscious's way of breaking the mental suggestions Loki gave her? 'It must be,' she concluded.
Then the next thought occurred to her. How was she supposed to beat Loki? She doubted running away would be enough. Her dream selves had been trying to defeat Loki in battle. Maybe that was the key.
It was after her dreams about Safira and Lady Vers that things changed, when a part of her, however small, accepted her defeat.
She leaned back in her seat, really thinking about how Loki had beat her each time. With Safira, he had taken her by surprise, hitting her with a dart before she even realized what happened, and everything had gone downhill from there.
With Lady Vers, it was another surprise attack, but not by Loki himself. It was his soldiers, and later his servants. She had still fought him in the end, without magic, but had still lost.
In the end, it had been her arrogance that had cost her both times. She had thought of herself as the superior warrior, not taking the fights as seriously as she should have, and paid dearly for it.
'It's going to be different this time,' she promised herself. She wouldn't allow her arrogance to cloud her judgment again.
***
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