Thor’s brow creases as he listens to Ky speak, his explanation not settling well with him if the twist of his mouth into a disappointed frown is any indication. He is visibly troubled by what he hears, by what Ky would claim to do should he supposedly possess the power necessary to take action.

Thor wanted to believe his sibling, but found he was unable to do so. Crestfallen by this lack of faith in him, the thunder tears himself away from Ky’s presence, unable to stare at a king he cannot support nor condone. “This is sheer madness, Ky’lar. I wish to play no part in it.” Fully committed to leaving a demon in charge of the realm, if only temporarily, he wished to leave at once; and with his departure try to scrub the thought of Ky as king of Asgard from his mind.

“Something is clearly amiss here and I plan to find out what. Until then, fare you well, Ky’lar. I pray that we never need to meet as liege and subject again.”

_{“And what made you think that you’re were allowed to leave?” His tone turned darker – far darker than it had been before – as he leaned forward. “Asgard is mine,” no, it wasn’t his – not even close – he was  still a puppet – no, mouth piece in this after-all, “and I expect you to do as I command.”}

_{It wouldn’t be easy; bringing the realm to fully recognize him as the heir and also ruler would be difficult. It was a reason he wanted – no,  needed- Thor to stick around. If he had his support… things would go over smoothly.  With out it? Well, he could still do what was required of him, but it would just be slightly more challenging.} 

_{“Not as your brother, but as your king.”  The moment the words left his lips he wished he could have said something else. Wished that maybe he could have taken back everything and left, but it wasn’t possible. Not when Mephisto was pulling the strings and holding him practically hostage.}