thetrickster-loki
The regent sat upon his throne, overlooking the room filled with his subjects. There was no smile on his face, no positive emotion acknowledging that he was glad to see his subjects well and happy as they celebrated yet another victory for Asgard. Thor had finally managed to break Vanaheim down and take the realm as his own, extending his rule even farther. There were no negotiations. Just blood and death.
Heimdall approached him half way through the party. "My king, there is something you should know. I feel something breaching our defenses. It's not an army, just one being but I cannot see them."
Thor gave a small nod, letting Hemdall know he heard. "Find them, bring them in to the private dungeons. I want to have a talk with them." He murmured before rising. That got attention of the guests which he waved away with his hand, letting them continue their merriment as he slipped out of the back down into the lower levels of the castle.














