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Release your hold on me, witch woman. Asgard wishes me returned and you do not stand as strong as Heimdall to bar my path.

You've taken madness for your mantle if you do not see enough of my kind walking your world already.

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We do not call it a merry feast until four tables have broken and three warriors have sworn a blood feud.

[kingofwishes]

And I consider it a nice evening when I manage to clear my throne room out through the windows via my boot. [Similar, perhaps. Not identical. There would always be more chickens in the Goblin Kingdom.] You are Thor. I've heard of you.

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And you are a king. I have not heard of you.

[kingofwishes]

The Aesir. [He said the word with a touch of bitterness.] Have seldom visited my kingdom. I believe you call the realm where I rule... Aelfheim? I am the Goblin King.

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It is true, the álfar have their own land and their own rule. You are king of a land I do not see often.

[kingofwishes]

Unsurprising. After the great war, most kingdoms cut ties with mine. After all, rare is the race among my kind that can touch iron. They hold grudges. [And he would let them. Without so much as a blink.] But from what I've seen, now the Aesir cannot govern their own.

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Do not weep for them. When the time is right, we stand our ground and wait with weapons at the ready.

This is fun, but my ability to be awake has just run out. I'll be back later!

[kingofwishes]

From what I've seen, it's been your weapons that have caused all of this. But this may well not be the time to discuss such things as blame as much as it is time to discuss consequences.

sleep well!

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Careful, little elf. You want of the Aesir?

[kingofwishes]

Years ago, it would have been quite nice to have a bit of assistance against those who wished to kill all my kind for no more reason than pride. And years ago, it would have been rather thoughtful of the lot of you not to twist a good soul into something that attempted to destroy the realm that all of ours need to survive.

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But that is years ago, and this is now.

[kingofwishes]

And now you have quite the mess to clean up, don't you. A mess of your own making. [His brows lifted, mockingly innocent. His tone was almost careless.]

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I know my doings and I know my faults. And you will come to know your own.

[kingofwishes]

As if I need you for a mirror, Aesir. I know my flaws intimately. I sleep with them every night.

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Then give thanks that your bed isn't bare.

[kingofwishes]

Mm, because one's faults are such good company. Really. [He gave Thor a flat look, one eyebrow raised - disbelieving. Either the Aesir was so dim that he hadn't caught the meaning or he was attempting a joke at Jareth's expense. And as yet, the Goblin King wasn't sure which was true.]

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If you do not know to make the good of them, they will make the ill of you. So better men have told me.

[kingofwishes]

How can one make more ill of one of the true monsters of the world, Prince?

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There is always room for harm.

[kingofwishes]

Is that so? Then tell me which it is, Thor. Do I harm myself by not knowing my faults or by knowing them so very well? You seem not to be able to make up your mind.

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The harm is from acting on them.

[kingofwishes]

A flaw, a fault, is a part of one's self. It influences everything you do. [He paused, glancing toward Thor as if a realisation had struck.] Much like your insistence at being right.