It must have been such an uncanny thing for Loki, when he became king in Thor. I’m not talking about when Frigga had him given Gungnir; I’m talking about right after that, when he left her and Odin with it in his hand, and walked alone to the throneroom, and alone all the way to the throne, with just Einherjar around. And then he would have walked up the steps to the throne, and still nobody really was around, and he just sat down on it. It would have seemed so much to him like he was just pretending–you don’t really become a king alone, just some morning, do you? But he had.
