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The Truth of Lies	By : Narrie Category: Marvel Verse Movies > Thor Views: 2811 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Alright, so I'm going to try something new, which is put the questions people ask in review's into the author note section of the fic's so people who still have those questions but are too shy to ask will see the answer :)
(This is a review from the other site I post my stories on)
Review - Sounds good so far. Also, I do have to ask how much before Thor is this? Because Loki doesn't seem, to me, as someone that would rape a female until the Avengers. Otherwise, this story super awesome and me really excited for the next chapter.
My Response - Yeah I know it doesn't seem like it's plausible for him to rape someone but it will be explained in the next chapter I promise. I'm planning for it to be about 5 chapters before the events of Thor start to happen most likely. It all really depends on how fast their relationship develops, since I need it at a certain point before I continue with the movie plot lines.
So with that, please read on! I hope you all enjoy it.

The Truth of Lies
Chapter Two
I gasped for air as we materialized onto the roof of a building. It was warm and the breeze was just right. Looking around me, I saw the whole palace and city below us. It was truthfully breathe taking but the fact that Loki, the god of mischief, brought me to the most beautiful place I have ever seen was more shocking.
"This is where I come to when I want to be alone." He turned to me, "I'm sorry for not warning before I used my magic. I'm not used to bringing people with me so I never remember to warn people." I felt my cheeks blush. I will blame it on the wind if he asks. Luckily he didn't. Sitting down, he extended his hand out to me. I grabbed it as I slowly sat down on the domed roof.
"Isn't this relaxing?" Loki asked, you could tell he was in bliss. Finally able to breath and get away from the formalities of being a Prince.
"It must be draining, being a prince of Asgard for so long…" I covered my mouth as I realized I spoke out loud instead of in my mind. "I'm so sorry!" I exclaimed as I tried to recover what composure I still had left. "I tend to talk a lot in my head… it sometimes slips out."
Loki let out a hearty laugh. "Yes, it can be very draining and tiresome at times. At other times I enjoy it thoroughly." I smiled, thanking the stars that my question didn't send him over the edge. "Vayle, tell me about yourself. I would like to know more about you."
I was honestly shocked at the demand. I was not expecting him to want to learn about me, I was ready to just sit down and hear him talk about himself; yet I should have known that Loki isn't one to talk about himself when you first meet him.
"Well, I've had the normal upbringing of a demi-god. There isn't really much to say. Parent's were never really in my life but that's normal." Loki smiled and nodded.
"True, I guess nothing really exciting has happened in your life I take it?" I shook my head.
"I never really allowed myself to get close to others. I hated it when people lied to me as a child, assuming I was too stupid to understand what was really going on. My father telling me he would be back soon, my mother telling me she loved me. I became very vexed, so I never allowed myself to get close to people." Loki nodded as I spoke, either resonating with that I said or understanding on a sympathetic level. I highly doubt Loki is the sympathetic type.
"What caused you to be so vexed about it though? You must have known they just wanted to protect you?" His voice was just as smooth as the silk I had run through my fingers earlier that day. It made a part of me melt; along with some of the walls I had taken so long to put up.
"I'm a daughter of Vor, Loki. I gained some of her powers, so I can tell when people lie to me, when they try to deceive me with their words or actions. I hear it in their tones, something nobody else can hear. Everyone has slight changes to their tone of voice when they are about to speak a lie or when they are in the act of lying. The same goes for any emotion really; I can hear them all." Loki let out a very thoughtful sound; obviously mulling over the fact that I admitted I could tell when even he was lying.
"So I can only assume that you could tell that my father was lying when he explained why he wanted you with me." Loki sounded pleased with himself, adding two and two together. I smiled, knowing he could potentially be discouraged with my response.
"He seemed genuinely concerned about your safety Loki. He doesn't want to see you banished from your home, which I can only assume will be soon?" He let out a sigh, I studied his face, and I could see the mistreatment behind his mask.
"He's been watching me closely ever since I drank too much at my dear brother's war victory celebration. My father wouldn't let me use magic the whole fight, said it was a disgrace to true warriors." Loki scoffed. "I could have killed our enemy in minutes on my own, if I was allowed to fight the way I fight. But no, that isn't the Odin way. I was angry and upset and my handmaiden at the time," He let out a gasp before continuing.
"She was one of the most beautiful women I had ever seen. She was always happy around me, which wasn't something I was use to…" He paused, there was strain to his words and I knew whom he was talking about, yet for some reason I wasn't as angry as before; I felt sorry for the Prince.
"I took her against her will, hoping that would make her see how I adored her. I mistook my lust for love with her. She hated me after that point. She would cower in my presence; I heard her cry at night. I couldn't take it anymore so I sent her away. I knew that I had ruined her life after that point, so I confronted father about it. I begged him to let her stay in the palace and work here for the rest of her life. I know it wasn't ideal but… at least that way she would never have to worry about not having a home." Loki breathed in slowly; his tone was sullen and sad. It made me believe that he once did care for Mira, more than she knew and would ever allow him to now.
"So since then I've been on a short leash. I can only assume that my father invited you here to make sure that my silence as of late isn't because I'm hiding my chaos from him." Loki was smart; I knew nobody could deny that. I sighed, knowing I was defeated by his wit.
"Your father did ask me for my abilities. I couldn't refuse… he's the All-Father." Loki let out a groan and I felt torn. "I'm sorry Loki. I honestly didn't think that…" I gestured towards the view of the palace and city, "this would be how you and I would spend our time together. I haven't told him anything yet though, if that helps. I can only assume he will want to talk to me during dinner." I let out another sigh, inwardly fighting myself over what to say to the All-Father. Loki hasn't really done anything mischievous anyways, not like I would be lying to Odin if I said nothing suspicious was happening.
"Knowing that you work for my father makes it hard for one to trust you Vayle." Loki said to me, in an icy tone. I couldn't help but laugh out loud, letting my torso lurch forward with my laughter.
"And like it isn't hard to trust the God of mischief?" I laughed again, I didn't care if he didn't want me to laugh; I trusted he would see the irony of his words. I heard him chuckle lightly.
"True, but you can tell when I'm lying…"
"I don't lie." I bluntly stated, cutting off his words. I turned my head so he could see the cold expression on my face. A mischievous smile crept across his face.
"What about for fun?" He grabbed my hand and within a second I was stripped of the beautiful scenery and I was planted back into the blindly golden halls.
"Let us play a little game?" He was brimming with excitement, he was obviously happy at the idea of having a partner in crime. I couldn't help but smile, his enthusiasm was contagious.
"Depends on the game and what I get out of it." Loki stopped moving through the halls and looked at me, raising an eyebrow at me.
"An opportunist I see?" I chuckled and shook my head.
"If that's what you want to call it, sure. I just like getting what I deserve for my time." Loki smiled and continued to walk, looking ahead of us.
"And what exactly would that be?" I tried to think, I knew I could get virtually anything I wanted, but my mind rested on Mira; the broken girl sitting in my room.
"Apologize to Mira." Loki froze mid-step.
"No. What else." His voice was cold and distant but I persisted.
"Then I will not play a game with you Loki. She deserves to know the truth and I refuse to be the one to tell her." He sighed and looked at me, trying to search for any apprehension I had about my request.
"Fine!" He sounded almost angry for a second before collecting himself again. "But you will play house with me tonight. You must play your part perfectly, make my father believe that you have already achieved what you came here for." I looked at him perplexed. What is he talking about?
"And what would that be?" I asked, hoping he would tell me a fake secret of his so I could at least pretend I knew what mischief Loki was up to. He placed his lips next to my ear, his voice melting my very being.
"My heart."
"You will stay beside me the whole dinner." Loki whispered in my ear as we stood in front of the double doors leading to the Dining Hall. I watched the guard's expressions as Loki spoke to me, I wasn't sure if they looked at me with disgust or pity.
"What if I need to go to the washroom? Am I to stay by your side then?" I swear I heard one of the guards stifle a laugh but I ignored it, for his own safety. Loki laughed, but it wasn't like the one he shared with me on the roof.
"You are not tied to me, silly Vayle. You may come and go as you please, it would just make me very happy to have you with me during dinner. Would you deprive me of such a desire?" I studied him as I tried to decipher his speech; it was mixed with truth and lies. My head started to spin and I suddenly felt dizzy. What have I gotten myself into…
I felt strong arms catch me as I stumbled. They cradled me, perfectly balancing me back to my feet. I looked up at Loki's face and I saw a hint of worry cross his expression before he put back on his mask. "Thank you." I said lightly, hating the fact that I had to thank him for something.
Loki inclined his head slightly, acknowledging my words. He lifted out his arm for me to lightly rest my hand on. He glanced at the guards and they jumped, quickly moving out of our way and opening the doors.
We walked into yet another lavishly decorated room. The walls were draped with stunning tapestry but I didn't care about the decorations. I glanced at the table in the middle of the room, covered in delicacies and rich food. I felt my stomach grumble, praying it was silent but I knew my prayers weren't answered as I looked at Loki, who had a small smile on his face.
"Be on your best behavior and we will eat after." He looked at me and gave me the most admiring smile I had ever seen. I wanted to protest, to question his actions but I was interrupted when Odin stood beside us.
"Vayle, I'm glad to see my son has found you. Hope he has been acting like the Prince he is, in your presence." I felt Loki pinch my skin, obviously sensing my distaste in Odin's words.
"Of-course my All-father." I looked up at Loki and smiled, "I don't know how I would have found my way here without him." Odin let out a laugh and I laughed with him. I was willing to do anything for that table of food, and even more so to hear Loki's apology to Mira.
"I am glad to hear that. I will make arrangements for him to give you a tour of our home later." Odin was smiling genuinely; oblivious to our little game.
"Thank you Odin. Loki however, has already offered to do so. He plans to see me tomorrow morning to give me the grand tour." I smiled and looked at Loki, moving closer to him. He smiled back at me, obviously happy with my answer.
"Well, I shouldn't hold you two up all night long. Enjoy the feast Vayle, and please introduce yourself to others. Loki is so easily unsocial sometimes, he tends to get caught up in new things." Was I just called a thing? I looked up a Loki, almost hoping he would defend me. I'm supposed to have your heart you stupid oaf! Don't let someone call me a thing! I silently screamed in my head, telling both Odin and Loki off in my own way.
"…Thank you father. I think Vayle has succumb to her hunger and can no longer speak." My ears perked at my name and I snapped back to reality. I felt my cheeks flush from all color. I ignored the All-father… I stumbled on my words as I spoke.
"Please forgive me." I finally spat out, bowing in front of Odin. I heard a hearty chuckle rumble through the room but its origin was not from Odin and it definitely wasn't from Loki.
"Brother!" The booming voice announced. Oh great…the ogre has shown up. A giant blonde built man approached us. I felt uneasy, looking him up and down, I noticed how physically intimidating he truly was; A proper ogre. Loki and Thor exchanged a hand grip too manly to hug I see… I laughed lightly to myself and smiled at the silliness to the situation. Thor's eyes fell onto me.
"And who is this with you Brother?" Loki looked at me and smiled.
"This is Vayle, daughter of Vor" Thor nodded slowly, his hand resting against his chin, obviously pondering something. His thought process didn't last long though, not a surprise to me.
"Well, welcome to Asgard! I hope you find your stay to be to your liking and in the right company." He was being sincere; he honestly did want me to be comfortable in his home, something his father didn't care for. I felt my view of Thor slightly change, only slightly.
"Thank you. Your words are too kind." I bowed towards Thor and he smiled in return.
"Vayle?" Loki asked my name, and I automatically looked at him. I silently cursed my instincts for making me seem so eager to please him.
"Yes, Prince Loki?" He smiled at me, obviously liking the direct title, making it apparent that he was above me and held power over me. I found I slightly liked it myself. "Have I done something to upset you?" My voice was overly sweet, only Loki knew I was forcing it.
"Of course not. I was just getting worried about your hunger. Earlier your stomach did growl and you almost fainted. Please, let us get you some nourishment?" He gave me his arm again and I took it. He excused us from his father and brother, moving between them he took me to my seat, which was right beside his; not a surprise.
We sat through dinner, enjoying the others company. We played up our roles of "The Lovers", and had a delight doing it. He made me try some of his food, feeding it to me with his utensils. We laughed at his stories of his past crafty endeavors, of his adventures with Thor to different worlds. I was fascinated with his discussion, with the words that so eloquently flowed from his mouth. No story was fabricated, he told me the whole truth, which sometimes left him looking the fool.
"We all make mistakes." I said, trying to reassure him that there was no judgment for his past misjudgments that got him and sometimes others in trouble or troublesome situations. He smiled and I saw slight color show in his pale cheeks.
"Thank you." He said, obviously seeing I was trying to heal his bruised ego. He looked up at me, studying my soft expression. He smiled, putting down his glass of wine. "Really, thank you for such a lovely night. It's refreshing to finally meet someone I can relate to on some levels." I blushed a deep scarlet, it never happened when a god would compliment someone who wasn't their own reflection, unless you meant something to them.
I heard Loki clear his throat and get up, giving me his hand. "Shall we get you to your chambers? It's been a long day and I can only imagine you are bored of my stories by now." I grabbed his hand, allowing him to help me up from the table.
We walked to my room in silence, neither of us knowing what to say, which had to be a first for Loki. We stopped at my door, I turned to grab the handle but Loki stopped my hand, taking it into his and pulling me to look at him. "There is something about you Vayle that intrigues me and makes me not know what to do. The way your cheeks slightly blush every time I touch your hand." His eyes looked me over as I felt my blush deepen.
"You are so innocent to this world yet, I feel with time I would be horribly mistaken to think so. I wish to see you again, please." I was lost for words; Loki was almost pleading me to spend time with him, to be with him once more. I smiled and looked at our feet.
"I did tell your father we would be touring your home tomorrow." Loki smiled as I looked back up at him; it was his mischievous smirk that I was growing to adore.
"How about we play another game?"

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As always, thank you for reading and I will see you next time!
Narrie
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