The Jotun were hardly a race that Loki had grown to view with anything but a distant distaste. Their world was glaringly different to that of Asgard, a civilization more primitive than refined. His knowledge of it, while limited, was still enough to tell him he wanted no part of such an affiliation.

"Does Father know?" He doesn't want her apologies. He doesn't want her mending the situation to soothe his emotions at what could only be considered a most offensive offer. "Is he aware of the allies you are trying to win?"

Loki would bet that the All-Father had been kept as much in the dark as he himself was. The war won was not done so easily and Odin felt no love that Loki could see for the inhabitants of Jotunheim.

"Or were you intending to educate him on the nature of your plans only after my bride had already departed Jotunheim?"