I stood with a glass filled to the brim of Halvor"s favorite Asgardian ale. I never enjoyed the taste, but it was strong enough to get a man three times my size drunk, so I was going to need it. This was what we did after a battle. We had grand feasts and told stories of the battle we fought. Most of us would falsify how many we killed or exaggerate how graceful we were on the battlefield. Halvor was no different. He had stood taller than the God of Thunder himself, yet he was no God at all. Halvor was a simple warrior, but he was one of the best. The battle on Vanaheim claimed a few Asgardian lives, but none had been greater a friend than Halvor was to me. The drinks I consumed during the feast would be in honor of him.
As soon as I rose from my seat, Thor's eyes, blue as Midgard's oceans, landed on me. As he became silent, the entire room died down. Normally, I didn't have much to say, but the prince-with hair as gold as the King's throne-always knew when I had something on my mind. When everyone's eyes followed Thor's to land on me, I began to speak, "tonight, we sit at a table with places set for absent friends. Each battle that claims a life of one of our own also claims a piece of ourselves. Halvor was my closest friend, and his heroics on Vanaheim will be remembered by those who loved him...as I did," I smiled in fond remembrance as my eyes lowered to my drink. The energy in the room was buzzing, even in the silence. I could feel the life surrounding me, and it gave me the strength I needed to gaze around at the faces in the room. I raised my glass, ale spilling out and trickling down the side, "so, brothers, I urge you to drink heartily for the fallen, and take pity on those they will conquer in Valhalla!" I exclaimed.
Cheers erupted from the half-drunken men. They shot up from their seats with glasses raised high and cheered before drowning their own sorrows in drink and celebration for the lives of our friends. Thor's eyes were filled with understanding because he was one of the only people to truly understand just how much Halvor meant to me. Even in my darkest moments, when I felt completely isolated, I still had Halvor. Now, that security was gone. He raised his glass to me, and I did the same to him It was a mutual understanding. Aaldir-the man who raised me as his own-took Halvor when he was just an orphan boy, roaming the streets of Asgard. He raised us both, and I saw Halvor as a brother.Halvor and Thor trained together during their childhood and fought at each other's side.
"Loki" the blue eyed god said with a dark look.
"Father wants to see you"
Odin was the god of all gods, king of Asgard and my role model. As i walked through the thundering halls of Asgards Palace people look at me with shifty eyes.
Odins gaze learns upon me and with an swift movement of his hand , two guards come and grab me by my arms.
"Loki warrior of asgard god of war and honour it has come to our attention by none other then our very own god of thunder, that you have tricked us and made us belive you where a hero. But we were wrong. Loki, Thor has told us that you tried to join the frost giants in the battle"
I was so confused why would Thor lie like this? "Because you took it from me loki" it was thor reading my mind like he usually did "you took my honour"
Odin lifted his staff and shouted "Loki god of honour and war, you have been a liar and a coward therefore I denounced your title and rename you God of mischief and trickery. And according to Thor God of thunder Heir of Asgard and the new god of honour and war you have one more punishment upon you. LOKI due to you will be banished to midgard for a millennium as punishment for the murder of Halvor Ivarson!", he hit his staff on the ground and everything went black.