you die.

loki flipped his asgardian toy up and down in the air, laying down on the uncomfortable prison cell bed. two guards came down.

"sir, during the attack on the castle, y/n l/n has passed." he stayed calm for a moment, but after the guards left he used his magic to wreck his room. tears streamed down his face as the truth that his fiancé had passed finally sunk in.

i'm sorry i disappointed you, my love. loki thought.

you never did, my darling.