Frigga's mouth twisted sourly at his challenge to her thinking, but she decided to yield some ground rather than fight him on every level.
"Both," she admitted. "I couldn't go against him if he directly forbid me, after all." It shows in much subtler colors but the truth is there's something of the 'trickster' in her nature as well. Working behind the scenes and pretending to know and think less than she does have always borne out in her favor. She is proud of being able to find her clever ways around things that she has. She couldn't help but wish Loki was in better vantage to appreciate it.
But at his continuing tirade she started to shake her head in unhappy protest.
"My intention, as most always, was that you could leave your father to me. I know I am asking a lot of you in this. I certainly wasn't going to ask for any more."
And then, when he brought Thor into it her breath caught once again. Now this, this could be truly dangerous. The rivalry between the two of them, the unfavorable comparisons Loki drew, they had risen to a peak during the past centuries as they pushed further and further into their youth and left their times of easy boyhood far behind.
"What do you want me to say to that, Loki?" she demanded, not hiding that she was both frustrated and left at a loss. "You know what as firstborn is likely to be in your brother's destiny, and that it makes him unsuited for this marriage in a way that you are not. You each have your own burdens to bear."
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Date: 2014-01-09 10:26 pm (UTC)"Both," she admitted. "I couldn't go against him if he directly forbid me, after all." It shows in much subtler colors but the truth is there's something of the 'trickster' in her nature as well. Working behind the scenes and pretending to know and think less than she does have always borne out in her favor. She is proud of being able to find her clever ways around things that she has. She couldn't help but wish Loki was in better vantage to appreciate it.
But at his continuing tirade she started to shake her head in unhappy protest.
"My intention, as most always, was that you could leave your father to me. I know I am asking a lot of you in this. I certainly wasn't going to ask for any more."
And then, when he brought Thor into it her breath caught once again. Now this, this could be truly dangerous. The rivalry between the two of them, the unfavorable comparisons Loki drew, they had risen to a peak during the past centuries as they pushed further and further into their youth and left their times of easy boyhood far behind.
"What do you want me to say to that, Loki?" she demanded, not hiding that she was both frustrated and left at a loss. "You know what as firstborn is likely to be in your brother's destiny, and that it makes him unsuited for this marriage in a way that you are not. You each have your own burdens to bear."