dear_mun | On game #2 App (Throne of Shadows)

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On game #2 App (Throne of Shadows)

Once, I wished to travel across countless worlds in the name of war.

Now, there is only one place I wish to see. I would return there in peace. If you are to bind my name to yet another game, find one which sets me home. Not one comprised of a city of ill-appointed courtesans, with a traitor in their midst.

I have been kept from Asgard for far too long.

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[There it is. She is certain -- a thousand years in his company, in his lies. He is excels at deception. Is more skilled at wordcraft than Sif shall ever be.

But he lies to himself, too. Changes history as it befits him. And Sif does not.]

And there, Loki, is your mistake. Not a truth, but not far off.

[The hold on his neck loosens. The hold on her sword does not.]

You have never thought me better than this. You have always blamed me for favoring you ill, even when there was no such blame to place at my feet.

[ No; he will not lose so easily. She is not sure. She cannot be.

And, besides, there is one more truth left at hand. So his gaze on her is bleak, and when he says the words, perhaps they hurt him too: ]

I thought you better than Thor.

[ Thor: ignorant, shortsighted, passionate. All the reasons Loki loved him and hated him. Sif wanted to be one of them, wanted to be him, but she always understood more. She had no patience for Loki, and that was the greatest betrayal, because she had a true chance at understanding him. ]

I am not. And that is an honor.

[It is easy to believe a lie that is so deeply preferable to the truth. That the man before her is the man they lost. That his genocidal actions are, once again, mere possibilities.

But Sif does not doubt her senses. She ignored them for months, and Asgard paid the wereguild for it.]

In time, I believe I would have forgiven you Sansa.

[She shakes her head, and though not overt, there a sense of grief in her actions. Distant, and unimportant compared to what duties lie before her.]

That time has passed. You will not hold my trust again.

[ He did not hurt the girl; all he did was for the betterment of that realm. That she fails to see that damns her.

An honor, to be lesser than Thor?

-- In time, every Aesir will fall before Loki. And in Sif's, he will take delight. ]

Who? Who is Sansa? What have I done that is so terrible?

[ He slaps her hand away, as though in frustration. He is her Prince, and she should not touch him. ]

I will not play this game. If you know your actions, you have no need of my narration. If you do not, I shall not put them into your head.

[They have been speaking five minutes -- and already, he makes her tired. Resigned to the clear task ahead.]

It is not for me to sort out your lies. I leave that to Odin. My only duty now is to return you to Asgard.

And thank Odin for it, then. I am certain that he will know the truth. [ This is not a lie. ] And I wish nothing more than to return home. The Nysgod are nothing to me, and I worry for my mother, and my father, and my brother.

I can pledge to see you home.

[It is not a comfort -- merely a fact. She could do nothing other, now.]

To take a prisoner of Asgard is an act of war. Your father will respond in kind.