As the new queen of Asgard, the oldest, the strongest brother of the two by my side, now calls me his wife.

And I hate it.

I've never been much of a "wanting to do what's right" type of person, it's not what I was born to do. I was born from two gods who wanted nothing to do with me, so from a young age I've been defying what's "morally" right.
But how can you judge one's morals? Isn't everyone's different?
That's how I see it. And being married to Thor, who wants nothing but good is terrible.

"Lady y/n!"
I snap out of my daydream. "Yes, my husband?"
"Did you hear a word I said?" He says
"Yes dear," I look back at the situation at hand, "Loki, you know it's not right to slay villages of innocent people, just because they looked at you with disgust." I say wanting to gag on my own words. If someone looked at me with disgust, I'd be angry too. And to be punished for it? Yeah, no.  "Lady y/n, please. You know I had reasons!" Begged Loki. I sigh, and look at Thor. "I can't handle this right now, he's your brother. Take care of it." I say getting up and walking out.
I walk to the only place I could ever get privacy. The small library near my room that nobody knows about anymore.
"Well, since I'm here." I say, when I start doing what I love most.
Magic.
I start off by making random things fly around the room, then making some other things change color. It's nothing extreme, but just enough to make me happy. It's not until I hear the thunderous stomps of Thor searching for me when I turn everything back the way it began and walk out of the door.
"Lady y/n! There you are!" He yells out to me.
"Yes my king, I was just having a walk around the palace" I sigh.
"Oh good. Well, father wants to see you, and when you're done, come back to my quarters for bed," He mumbles into my forehead placing a small kiss.
As I make my way back to see Odin, I begin to imagine life outside of the palace. Coming from gods, I've always had a royal upbringing. Everywhere I went people would get on their knees and bow to me, and praise my name. The memories of being a child haunt me, and it's one of the worst curses I've been blessed with. As the goddess of memories, I can't forget. I can make others forget, but not myself. How charming for me, to be able to do as I wish with peoples memories but not my own.
I open the grand doors to the throne where Odin sits, waiting for me to kneel to him.
"King Odin, I've been told you requested my presence."
"Stand, child. I need you to go to that village and erase the memories of what Loki has done. And then, go to Loki and erase his memories of doing it. He will not know why he's in that dungeon."
"But Odin, that's a little harsh on him. Being in prisoned and  not knowing?" I claim
"Silence! Do as I say!" He screamed and sends me on my way.
I made my way to the village, and sent my magic to work. Covering every hut, every animal, every stone with my power to forget. The downside, all those memories flood into my own. I see what Loki had did, and honestly, I would have too the way they were belittling him. Calling him a worthless god, a nobody, and saying Odin never should have taken him as a child.
To make sure it has worked, I approach a young woman, and ask her what she thinks about Loki.
"Prince Loki? He's so dreamy. I'd let him do whatever he pleases to me"
"Oh, okay, we'll thank you for that." I state walking away baffled. After that, I head back to the palace to take Loki's memories from him.

"Should you be with my oaf of a brother, your majesty?" 
I sigh, and sit by the wall of his cell. "Your father wants me to take your memories from destroying the villagers and not tell you why you're in a cell."
Loki stares at me, completely dumbfounded and hurt. "Of course he would. Go ahead I guess." He says sitting close to the wall.
"No, I don't think I will. But I will take some memories." I say starting to get up forwards the cell door. Upon entering the cell, Loki stayed right where he sat.
"Well then, what memories could you possibly take from me?" He says and I sit in front of him.
"Don't worry about it."
I put my palm to his forehead, and start my search of memories.
I see where he was a little boy playing little pranks on Thor, his mother teaching him magic, and then to the place I wanted to be.
The memories of Odin treating him so poorly.

* "Your birth right! Was to die!" Odin yells
Loki stands there, staring at Odin.

"Why because I'm the monster parents tell their children about at night?"

"I am no more than a stolen relic locked up here until you might have use of me." *

I pull back and sit looking at the floor.
"Lady y/n? Are you okay?" Loki says, putting his hand near my face. "Why are you so sad?"
"Nothing, forget it." I say sharply.
"Only you have that power, goddess." He says sweetly.
I force a laugh, "Just behave, Loki. And don't tel Odin I let you keep the memories of the village."  I turn and run out of the cell and sprint back to my library.
Breaking down in tears, over how horrible the man has treated the god. Coming from gods who didn't want me, I know how it feels. But Odin took Loki, I was born into my family.
I can only imagine what else Odin could do to Loki.