Loki felt broken and heartbroken as he felt his goddaughter fall to his curse. He held the mane of his servant while he was in his horse form as Loki slowly laid his horned helmet head against it as he softly and quietly cried to himself. "It's done", he whispered to Diaval. 

At night, they stood outside the palace where King Thor resided. He felt venom and darkness in his heart once again as he stood on his ex-lover's terrain, ready to face him once again. Once he heard Diaval warn him of the dangers in the palace, he stayed quiet as he thought about his confrontation with Thor if they ever dared cross. "Then don't come. It's not your fight", he said to him softly as he proceeded to walk towards the palace with Balder's unconscious body floating behind him.