"Why do you believe that this never reached your ears? With how Asgard sees those of Jotunheim, is it any wonder that this was kept a secret? What life would this child have had, among Aesir who believed them to be a monster, an interloper, or merely the subjugated? Even when they found out their own heritage, a great blow, they did not know how their beloved brother may react."

Loki finally set down the Casket on the ground by his feet, and allowed his skin to bleed back to Aesir paleness. Green eyes, dark hair, unmistakable for Loki.

"So tell me, my brother, where do we go from here?"

He had been raised royalty on Asgard, he was royalty on Jotunheim, but the two halves of him were not at peace.