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Every night was pretty much the same. You woke up, donned your Asgardian garbs and began your journey throughout the palace.
You had always had a connection to the night; ever since you were a small babe. The way that the moon illuminated the sky had always brought a sense of peace over the normally bustling villages of Asgard--a feeling that few were ever lucky to experience.
Those few being you and the God of Mischief himself.
You and the younger Prince had been friends since the cradle, and have been pretty much inseparable ever since. However, at some point, your relationship--at least on your side--had moved from one of mere friendship to love.
You have no recollection of when your feelings changed; it had just suddenly shifted. In hindsight, though, this realisation shouldn't have surprised you; it was probably decreed by the Norns themselves.
They would do that to you--bestow the gift of unrequited love upon you. They had never been in your favour; the fates were never on your side. But if you were bound to love someone endlessly; at least it was your best friend. You could pretend that everything was fine...right?
You would have to put up your façade for tonight at least. Tonight, Loki was meant to meet you in the Gardens. You both were planning to have a discussion on Midgardian playwrights, and figure out which Bard truly was the greatest.
But as you finally entered through the arch of wildflowers and vines, he wasn't there. You sighed, maybe he had finally succumbed to the sleep that his body required.
Knowing that you would get bored sitting in the Gardens alone, you decided that it would be best to check up on him--purely to ensure that he was alright; not by any means to hear his soft snores as he peacefully slept.
Walking through the palace during the middle of the night was always a sight to behold. The way that the speckles of lights in the night sky reflected off of the shiny, golden walls made you feel as if you were walking straight through a fantasy novel.
However, what you saw beyond that beautiful picture was truly terrifying.
The throne room that usually held Odin, sitting on his throne, addressing the people of Asgard now echoed the anguished cries of the mischievous prince. Tears welled in your eyes as you came to the realisation that the Allfather was beating Loki.
A sense of anger washed over your being, and you began storming towards the doors. As you pushed the doors open, your steps ceased. Kneeling on the floor was your best friend, covered in his own blood.
"What in the Norns is going on here?"
Both sets of heads turned to face you, a flash of gratitude and fear appeared in Loki's eyes.
Odin cleared his throat, "Lady Y/n, your presence isn't needed here."
You were about to speak up when he conjured a vile of liquid and proceeded to pour it straight into Loki's new wounds; causing Loki to scream out in pain.
"Are you kidding me? My presence isn't needed? You are blatantly torturing your own son in the middle of the palace!"
How could a parent do this to their own son?
"This does not concern you, Lady. Leave. It is an order from your King." Odin demanded.
In an attempt to get you to leave, the Allfather once again poured the vile into Loki's wounds; his hoarse voice once again screaming out in agony.
That was the final straw. You were not going to stand here and watch the love of your life get tortured by his own father. You felt your eyes change from their friendly hazel to a colour as dark as a stormy night.
"You will not do that again. Ever." Your voice was dead calm; causing the hairs on both the Royal's necks to stand on end.
The King's eyes glared at you, "You dare speak to your King that way? I could have you executed for disobeying my direct order!"
You cackled, "I'd like to see you try, your majesty. Not even you can stop the Goddess of the Night when she's angered." Every single word was dripping with venom.
Odin growled, "Do not test me, night child. I'll have you executed by dawn."
He made his way towards you, finally leaving your poor Loki alone. You stood your ground. You refused to give him the satisfaction of seeing that his words had any sort of effect on you.
The only thing that truly matter was the poor soul--the love of your life--writhing on the floor of the throne room.
"You don't want me to test you, King Odin. I think we're way past that." You growled as you slowly began to bring your seiðr to the surface. Black wisps of magic began to form in your palms, slowly circling the centre of your hand.
"I think, Allfather, that it is you who shouldn't test me...or have you forgotten what I am also the Goddess of?"
The Allfather gulped. For a moment, he had forgotten what other title he had bestowed upon you. The Goddess of Pain flashed through his mind. You could inflict pain onto whomever you desired; you truly were not to be messed with.
"I'm glad that I finally have your attention, Odin." You spat. "Maybe now you'll come to your senses and stop inflicting pain onto someone who never deserves it."
You began making your way towards Loki, as he now desperately needed the attention of some of the palace's healers.
Odin coughed, drawing your attention to him. "That is where you are wrong, child. Loki is in the wrong this time."
You glared at him. "By all means Odin, please, enlighten me on what Loki has "done" this time!" He shifted his weight, clearly nervous. If you weren't so angry, you might've been proud of yourself.
"I have had several witness confirm that Loki was the one behind the destruction of the East Wing two nights ago."
You seethed, "Did those witnesses happen to be Thor and the Warrior's Three?"
He nodded, seemingly proud of his facts. That face instantly dropped when he saw the anger in your eyes.
"It's always about what Thor said, isn't it Odin? Have you ever thought about what Loki has to say about this issue?" You left no room for him to answer.
"No, you haven't; because you're too far up your own royal ass that you don't ever think to ask for Loki's opinion! And, for your information you royal pain in the ass, Loki was with me two nights ago--just as he always is--because he cannot fathom the nightmares that plague his mind from his time under Thanos!"
You took a breath, you needed to keep your composure. The Allfather did not get to see you cry.
"He tortured your son, you know. Forced him to try and take over Midgard in order to obtain infinity stones. And all that happened because he fell of the Rainbow Bridge because you are a terrible father!"
You drew your attention away from Odin after hearing Loki whimper. Tears began to build in your eyes, threatening to escape.
You pressed a sad kiss to his forehead and whispered, "I'm so sorry, my love. I'll take you to the healers now."
You once again turned to face Odin, who now had a look of terror on his face. "I- I had no idea." He said, seemingly ashamed of his actions.
"Of course you didn't know. All you care about is the Allmother or Thor. You never care about Loki." You shifted your eyes back to Loki and moved a piece of hair out of Loki's face.
"And to plague your dreams, it was Thor and his horrible friends who destroyed the East Wing in one of their drunken stupors. Maybe next time you believe your Golden Child, you'll ask if your son had any unbiased witnesses to back up his claim."
Then you teleported both Loki and yourself to the healing wing, quickly calling for healers to tend to your love.
~~~
Your slumber was disturbed by something shifting underneath your head. Quickly remembering the events of last night, you bolted upwards, and the emerald eyes of the love of your life greeted you.
Your eyes brimmed with tears and you grabbed his hand, "I'm so glad you're okay."
He smiled, "I am, thanks you to, Y/n. Thank you for standing up for me."
As his thumb wiped away the tears of your face, you took your chance.
"I would do anything for you Loki. I love you." After the events of last night, you didn't care if the feelings weren't reciprocated, you just needed him to know how much he meant to you.
The pair of cold lips attaching themselves to yours surprised you; but it felt as if you had done this a thousand times before.
Loki placed his forehead against yours, "I love you too, Y/n. More than you'll ever know."
He then took your lips again.
###BONUS###
As the two lovers basked in the beginning of something new, the entire palace was able to hear the yells of anguish and anger between the Crown Prince and the Allfather.
But the lovers heard nothing, too absorbed in each other's embrace to care. They finally were together, and only fate could now tear them apart.