Odin's eyes were sharp and for years, the Ravens had been hinting at Loki's visits to his birth father's. He had been hoping for the lie rather than the truth but he had guessed wrong. Very wrong. "You understand little. Vanaheim is ally in name only. They still take the knee to this Realm and have never committed treasonous acts and attempted to raid the claimed Realms. No Loki. They are conquered. They will not have the Casket and there will be no alliance:" Odin was trying not to be so harsh but he could not help the anger feeding into his voice now.

Loki was stepping too far. He likely knew too much and that was just as dangerous.

He could not let him lead the left vanguard in support of his brother at this rate.

"See to your mother. She went to the halls of healing. Since you will not do as you are told, since you might find argument with my decision, you will not be honoured by battle on this day. Now go."

Loki was too young. He didn't know when to stop.