Prince of Darkness, Part II

philosopherking1887:

This is the second of three (I think/hope) parts of my Lightbringer-themed giveaway fic for @shine-of-asgard. Part I is here.

Sorry this one is shorter… and sorry I keep getting bogged down in weird negotiations. I think I’m going to switch to Thor’s POV for the third part; gotta get things moving. And since the horizontal line doesn’t show up on mobile, I’m just using a bunch of hyphens.

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All at once the world snapped back into vivid reality. Laufey’s
eyes widened and he made a wet choking sound before he slumped back into his
chair. Byleistr rose so quickly his chair fell with a clatter onto the floor
and started to lunge at Loki; Hvedra was only a little slower to do the same.
Loki was debating whether to slide off the chair and shelter under it or try to
climb onto it to hold them off, but the sound of Helblindi’s palm landing
heavily on the table froze them all.

“Be still,” Helblindi said, unnecessarily.

“He murdered our father!”

“I have eyes,” Helblindi said. His flat tone never changed.
He trained his eyes on Loki; there was no anger in them. “Speak well,
Asgardian, and you may yet leave this room alive.”

“I alone can give you the Casket,” Loki began. He still felt
too unreal to feel fear. His mind seemed clear and sharp as the blades of ice
that still gleamed around Byleistr’s and Hvedra’s hands; a plan had taken shape
as swiftly and easily as those blades.

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