Loki

Taken in as a child.
I was always in a shadow.
My life dimmed by my 'brother'.

For years I boiled in hot anger.
My eyes shining with the emerald color of jealousy.
I crave power.
Respect.

My 'brother' was selected for king.
It broke me.

My true origin was learned.
And my heart iced over like those of my ancestors.

I grew cold.
I no longer cared for anyone but myself.

I will use my true people to conquer.
I will be king.
A better king than my 'brother' will ever be.