When you opened your eyes, it was like waking up in a livid, cold nightmare.

You don't know where you are or who had taken you there. The last thing you remember is saying goodbye to your friend, part ways and... blackout.

The first thing you feel when you wake up is the numbness in your body – logical, all you can see is ice. The room is carved out of it and the only thing you're wearing is translucent satin clothing. The cold chills you to the bone, but that's not the worst of it.

A blue giant with long black hair and deep red eyes is staring at you from a seat afar – wearing only a loincloth and ornaments made of gold, he's bigger and taller than anyone you have ever met. It's terrifying and yet you're not running for your life – you're paralyzed in place, like a docile animal.

But, despite your horrified gaze, Loki's face just looks uninterested. After a moment, he talks:

"I see you are awake. If you feel numb it is due to the potion they gave you, the effect lasts some hours."

His voice is monotone, not trying to be friendly at all. He knows you are not the one to blame, though.

Although, Loki hates this whole plan Laufey has to repopulate Jötunheim, it's so animalistic, like he's some kind of brutish animal made to procreate.

Well, no.

This was never the idea when he decided to come back and reclaim his title as prince of Jötunheim after what happened with Odin and his brother. Loki dreamed of the power that he never had as a second option – but, in this realm it's not as if everything's very different. The rest of the frost giants don't consider him a rightful heir since he was raised in Asgard and he has Laufey pressuring him to have a child to carry on the lineage in order to be a suitable prince to become king.

Loki has to prove his worth every time, like nothing has ever truly changed.

He looks back at you – the one chosen for him among those humans they abducted to procreate, a barbaric attempt not to become extinct.

It's not as if he felt the need to do so, either.