Deep down, Loki knew it was correct this way. He knew Thor was Odin's eldest - and only bloodrelated son. He also knew that there would be no way the Asgardians would accept him as the king once they would find out that the trickster was an ice giant, one of the most powerful enemies of the kingdom of Asgard. He knew that he would fall one way or another, if he were to be the king and that he should be glad that Thor was burdened with the crown and not him.<br/>But something else in the god wanted revenge. Revenge for being lied to all those years - for being taken from Jötunheimr without his consent, for always having to stand back and applaud the god of thunder instead.<br/>Because he couldn't stand this any longer, did he decide not to try to become the king of as Asgard, but the god of Misgard. And nothing, not even Odin or Thor himself could stop him from fulfilling his plans very soon.<br/>"Thor, there is nothing to be done. I value yoour offer." He replied, looking up into the blue eyes of his brother. Even with the Blonde as king, he wouldn't be able to ensure Loki would get himself crowned too.<br/>"I do always read. I read to grow stronger. Not all abilities require muscle and sweat." The prince retorted, his thoughts once again wandering to his book. "See, you wouldn't get my advice if I weren't reading as much."