[Hammerbase] Ghost of Asgard Castle

Asgard castle dinner parties are never-ending when they are organized, and drinking all night is not suitable for the underage party protagonist.So when night fell, he politely bid farewell to his father, queen mother, and prepared to go down to the temporarily prepared room for him under the leadership of Heimdall.

"I'll take him, it's next to my room anyway. I'm going to go back to rest." Thor stood up before his mother made a speech about his health and left the banquet table for the first time. .When he walked up to Loki, he found that everyone was looking at them.Even Odin stopped drinking and stared at them with interest.

"Before saying good night, I want to talk to this... my brother. I have too much to say to him." He had to explain to everyone that this was true.

"Go, dear. Don't talk for too long. You will have plenty of time to talk heart-to-heart in the future. Your brother is already tired enough from the journey." Frigga looked at the two boys who had their own thoughts lovingly, and talked between them. The eccentric atmosphere interpreted as shyness at first sight.Of course she would not block any chance that might make them friends.Rocky did not express any objection to this either.He stood quietly, watching Thor take the key and candlestick from Heimdall.As they came around the corner of the corridor, the hall behind them began to roar loudly again.

"Your room is next to mine, just temporarily." These were the first words he said to his brother after leaving the dinner table.Along the way, Loki's flattering mouth seemed to be sealed suddenly, and both of them were silent, not saying a word.

Thor lit the oil lamp on the table with the candle in his hand, and the flame ignited with a puff, and the warm yellow light reflected the scene in the room neatly and warmly.Although there is not much time left for preparation, Heimdall's work is always so reassuring.

"Tomorrow I will take you around Asgard. At that time, you can choose any room you like in the castle. If you need anything to add, just tell Heimdall." He put the key of the room on the desk , when he turned around, he found that Loki had walked to the window at some point.

Their room was located on the third floor of the castle, and the wide sliding windows faced the sparks of Asgard Port in the distance.The early winter night sky above their heads was clear and vast. Against the backdrop of the sleepless city lights, the Milky Way shone with a mysterious glow, and the crystal streamers stretched all the way to the other end of the sea.A cool night breeze broke in through the window, messing up the candle flame.The noise of feasting and singing from the great hall was faintly audible on the wind.

Loki just stared out the window quietly for a long time.His dark silhouette and clear eyes form a beautiful and harmonious picture with the starry sky outside the window.

Maybe he wasn't from Nummhaydon, but the starry sky on a winter night was his hometown.He originally came to Asgard from the vast star sea and came to him.

Thor shook his head, dismissing the ridiculous thought.He hesitated for a moment, but finally closed his mouth and walked towards the door.

The moment his hand was about to touch the doorknob, his brother's voice came from behind him.

"It's... good here. It's good enough for me." The voice always felt different from what I heard in the library or the hall.

Thor turned to find those green eyes looking at him too.

"Come with me before you say good night, brother. I have a lot to say to you, too."

That night, Thor failed to return to his own room next door.

Originally, they were just sitting on the edge of the bed with their backs facing each other, carefully and tentatively starting a non-painful topic.I don't know if it's Loki's joke or Thor's self-explosive embarrassment, the topic is out of control.The two teenagers, who were about the same age, looked at each other's faces, laughed and threw away the last trace of formality between them, along with their boots.The two lay down comfortably on the big soft bed head to head, their conversations and movements were escalating.When the last topic was over, they had played freely on the bed like a pair of brothers who had grown up together since childhood.

Loki is not as well-behaved as he appears on the surface, and Thor is not always as straightforward as he usually appears.There are so many similarities and differences between them that it doesn't matter.At least at this moment, they really want to understand each other, and they also hope to be understood by the other party.

"At that time, I thought you already knew." After the fight was over, the two of them lay down on the same pillow panting, their arms and feet pressed together were still struggling secretly.Loki spoke suddenly. "I told you my name, you should know who I am."

But that's clearly not the case.Feeling that the opponent's arm wrestling with him began to tremble, Thor was the first to give up the game.He turned his head, looked at his brother who was waiting for his reply, and said seriously: "Your prank is so realistic, I have no doubts. I really thought you were a magician who could escape through walls." Even if you didn't At that time, he believed it to be true, and it was impossible for him to think that there would be a royal family of Nymhaydon hiding in the pile of old books in his castle, and he would knock his restless little head.

"Aren't you going to ask something? Maybe... I can reveal a little bit of the secret of this magic to you." His brother brought his head closer, showing that sly smile.

"Forget it. If I ask a thousand times, you will give me a thousand different answers. I will find the truth by myself." Thor didn't take the bait, and Loki's pouting in disappointment made him very angry. satisfy.

"Brother, you are not so cute when you expose my lies. I can't wait to see the next time you are tricked by my prank." Under his head, he muttered and closed his eyes.

Thor smiled noncommittally.

He really wanted to make it clear to this unrepentant little liar that when he wanted to believe, he would naturally believe all the lies he told.

"It's not the time yet." He said softly to his younger brother who didn't know if he had really fallen asleep.

The candles by the table were almost burnt out, and the light from the oil lamp was gradually dimming.The banquet was over, and the breeze brought only a piece of tranquility.Loki's breathing sounded softly in his ears with warm moisture.

It was the first time Thor didn't pray before going to bed.In the past, he poured out his desires and dreams, his hatreds and ambitions to the gods every night.He was always tossing and turning in the throbbing that made him hot, until sleep briefly dispelled the surging flames in his chest.

However, brother.It doesn't feel bad now.

Tonight, Thor preferred to sleep with such simple thoughts.He reached out and pulled the rolled quilt around Loki's legs, wrapping the second half of this early winter night in a peaceful darkness.