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King Loki

Chapter 11

Chapter 11
"You've been ordered to go to the dining room." The guard told her, waking her from her slumber far earlier than she'd like. Cephera shivered as worry crept over her. She remembered her visit to Tony the night before and wondered if Loki had somehow found out.
She went the way indicated but was aware of the guard following close behind her. It wasn't often she was escorted since becoming the Kings attendant which gave her more reason to worry. When she reached the dining room the double doors were closed. She opened one and with a rude nudge from the guard she was forced to step inside.
The door closed behind her with a echoed snap. Cephera's heart stammered as she viewed the room. A long mahogany table stretched the center. There were only two chairs available. One at the very end and one adjacent to it. Two plates and two cups also laid out with shining silverware. But it wasn't the set up that unnerved her, it was her friend Agent Lana Lake sitting at the head of the table her elbows pressed to the surface and her chin resting in her linked fingers.
"Come in," Lana offered and moved the other chair out with her foot. Cephera walked across the floor slowly. What if Lana was working for Loki? What if she'd been recently brainwashed? A hundred thoughts ran through her mind and none of them were reassuring.
When Cephera reached the designated seat she sat, never taking her eyes off her supposed ally. Agent Lake's smirk never faulted, but it did change. Her face shining until the magic rushed downward and almost like someone shedding a suit, Loki sat in her place.
Cephera knew her mouth was slightly gaping in surprise. Her eyes wide and curious, yet also afraid. The way he looked at her with raw amusement unsettled her more than the possibilities of why he was Lana, or even what happened to her.
He reached out, grasped the collar around her neck and with a click it came right off. He tossed it in a bored fashion behind him. It hit the wall and clattered to the floor.
"You won't be needing that useless thing." He told her smoothly.
He knew. He knew it didn't work!
The realization hit her hard. Fear rose in her chest making her heart pound. "What have you done with Lana?" Cephera asked trying to sound as firm and assertive as possible given her current predicament.
"Agent Lake met her end a long time ago. Long before you ever came here. Her image became useful for finding spies and traitors among my ranks." His eyes sparkled as he watched her horrified expression.
"It was always you." She didn't ask it, she knew it was true. It made sense now, his amusement. From the moment she'd set foot in the Spire he knew everything because she'd told him everything. He'd toyed with her. Helped her make plans he knew she couldn't succeed in. He played her like a fool and a fool is what she was.
Loki leaned forward and grabbed a small bell on the table and rang it. Cephera sat there unable to move, unable to speak. She was dumbfounded.
"I had no idea Stark had friends in the outer worlds," Loki said pouring himself a glass of wine and adding the liquid to the cup in front of her as well. "I'll admit when you squeezed in through that window I expected you to be yet another silly freedom fighter. You certainly surprised me." He toasted his mocking compliment and sipped on his wine. "It's rude to leave someone drinking alone." He told her forcing her cup toward her.
"I don't drink," Cephera said, pushing the cup away and regaining her senses.
"You do as your king commands," he said as a matter-of-fact.
"You're not my king." She replied squaring her shoulders and sitting back to brace herself hard against the chair. He continued to look at her, his smile never wavering.
"No. I suppose I'm not." He replied. "Who is your king Cephera? Who rules your homeland?" She didn't respond. The conversations she'd had with Lana, or rather Loki, about her homeworld were short and she was happy for that now. "I suppose it doesn't matter. As you once said, he will not come here to help."
The memory of some of Cephera's first conversation with 'Lana Lake' came flooding back. "why?" Cephera asked confused. "Why go through this elaborate charade?" She looked at him with confusion plain on her face.
"Because I was bored and I wasn't quite sure what to make of you. Not sure if you could help me, or be a burden, or a threat. I have to admit it certainly made our night time chats more interesting. How eager you were to have a friend willing to help you." He smirked and Cephera felt like she might hit him any moment.
"And now what will you do with me?" She was no fool now. Her eyes were wide open. He revealed himself for a reason.
"You are mine now. You are my servant, and you and your power are going to help me." He didn't blink as a servant walked in with a platter of breakfast foods. There was silence until she was gone leaving them alone once more.
"What makes you think I'll help you?" She asked watching him casually fill his plate as though this conversation was normal. The platter held enough for the two of them, but Cephera was void of hunger.
"I have your friends for starters." His smirk widened. "Stark plays along with helping me, but he procrastinates so that I lose time. He knows I still need him to maintain that computer system of his, but you open up a whole new window. Why would I need Stark or his computer if I have you? If you are unwilling to help I'll torture them, slowly. Starting with the female just to see yourself and Stark suffer for both your insolences." He took a demur bite of ham.
"You can't control me with magic, so you use threats." She wanted to pretend his threats didn't matter, but they both knew they would.
"I use what works, and it does work, doesn't it?" He raised an eyebrow his fork midway to his mouth.
"You're despicable." She told him crossing her arms and glaring.
"I am a King in need of assistance." He replied cutting another sliver of ham and sipping his wine. "I cannot control this new bred of human, but you..., you can weaken them." He smiled.
Cephera had never thought her power to be used for such a purpose. "You said it yourself, this world will not go back to the way it was. Without me yet more havoc will be wrought among the people. Surely you can understand the importance of showing the good people that I am going nowhere." He smirked turning her words against her.
"I don't exactly think you're what this place needs either," Cephera growled.
"And yet here I am, the only thing keeping countless wars and death from destroying all that's left of practical civilization. Those who have bowed down to me live in peace. They have their homes, their families. Everyone could live that way if they just stop fighting. Think of those countless innocent lives that are effected by the ongoing war against me. Imagine how many more would be added to that list when everyone tries to take leadership if I am gone." His smirked irked her, his calm casual demeanor angered her.
"And how many countless innocent lives did you destroy gaining position of king?" She retorted.
"All wars have casualties. My question to you is how many more would you see paint this world in blood?" His question made her look away. She hated to agree with him at this point. She felt like being stubborn, but took a few deep breaths to calm herself.
"What do you even want to accomplish here? I've seen your day to day life, it's boring and frustrating. Why would you even want to rule humanity?" Thinking on it now, she felt this was a fair question.
"Humanity is in dire need of reorganization. For too long they've ran rampart in what they called freedom. Killing each other in the name of religion and to obtain higher status. Theift, rape, torture is not just part of their history, but of their present day. I plan to strip them of that freedom, uphold laws that will ensure a more peaceful living. To tailor them for a supreme life, for they only have short ones." He drank more of his wine.
Cephera honestly didn't buy it. Loki didn't seem like the kind of man who cared who was killing whom or even why. He didn't seem the kind of man who'd truly cared if this tiny world changed or not, but she also couldn't put her finger on his true reasoning.
"Say I help you and this world submits. Your subjugation is found. There will always be rebels. Always be groups of people determined to free this world of your reign. Do you plan to kill them all? And even without them, what then? You don't seem the type to be satisfied with tranquility in a world you clearly don't belong in." Loki set down his utensils and looked her square in the eyes.
"You needed't concern yourself with what I will do. You seem to think you working for me is an option when clearly it isn't. You will work for me. You will do as I say when I say it or your friends will pay the price." His face darkened, his humor disappeared.
"You'll find your faith in my power a sad mistake. I may be stronger than a mortal, but this new bred of human, as you call them, I don't know what they can do. I don't know if I have the energy needed to subdue them." She warned.
Loki leaned across the table toward her. "Then you best be near death in your attempt or face punishment for also delaying my plans by your insolence. I'm done with being patient Cephera. I'm finished with those around me thinking I am a blind fool to their antics."
She felt a force of power pulsate around him and it made her grow cold. The force of the power made her bones ache as it pushed against her own energy. She near gasped for breath and saw puffs of steam escape her lips as though she were in the dead of winter.
When his energy fell so did she. Her hands grasping the tables edge to steady herself as she coughed and tried to get ahold of herself. "Do not forget which one of us holds superiority regarding magic. I am the master of magic, and you are a mere novice." He'd stood from his chair. She could see his boots walking along the other side of the table away from her.
"If you're so superior, then why do you even need me? Why not do it yourself?" The words left her lips on a whim of defiance. She reminded herself of her sister in that moment.
He laughed from across the room. It was a sound she hadn't expected to hear. "A King need naught get his hands dirty when he has others to do his work for him." She crumpled to kneel on the floor as the chair finally slid from behind her slouched forward position. "You have free reign of the Spire until I summon you. The guards are aware to watch you closely and as you already know there are some people who simply cannot and will not be able to interact with you or you them." He sounded smug. She didn't bother looking up to his face. She thought instead of her visit to Tony and knew now what had happened.
'Free reign'.
As if he had a choice in the matter. His magic collar couldn't hold her nor anything else he would try to place upon her. He knew this and so his seemingly generous 'gift' of freedom was nothing more than uncontrollable circumstances. He could find a way to control her using magic that had no physical form, but of course that kind of magic was hard to cast and most likely not worth the effort on his part.
Of course, Loki had everything he needed to control her. She had no way to escape. She couldn't very well run and leave her friends behind. And he wasn't completely wrong when he spoke of all the innocent people who would get hurt in this current war, not to mention what would happen if Loki was defeated. All that weight had suddenly been thrust upon her shoulders. She cursed Loki for using her kindness to his advantage and cursed herself for having ever opened up to a stranger to begin with.

Notes

Comments

@fraychan
Hahaha. You are not the only one in this boat. :p

Yasumi Yasumi
9/17/15

Then anticipation is killing me lol I know you like to build up to it and I love that but I keep reading and thinking "oh god just realize you love her already" lmao

fraychan fraychan
9/15/15

@fraychan
I had not realized, I shall fix it. :0

There were so many more variables to look at that I hadn't considered until I began writing. :p

Yasumi Yasumi
8/27/15

Lol u realize u labeled chapter 3 as chapter 4 right? And ya I can see that. Its such a vastly different phenomenon that its hard to imagine precisely how itd be, realistically

fraychan fraychan
8/27/15

@fraychan

I have returned indeed!
I'm liking this so far as well. Trying to create a new world in which Loki rules is not as easy as I thought, which makes it super fun. :)

Yasumi Yasumi
8/24/15