"How was it?" Diana and the others were intrigued.
"I'm... I'm Frigga's Lady-in-waiting..."
Diana gasped and ran over. "Congratulations!"
"I tried to decline,"
"Why??" one of the stable boys ask.
"Because it was her solution to get me to attend the ball..."
"You get to attend the ball?!" Fera nearly broke the platter in her hand. "This is unbelievable!"
"I don't want to go... I- I don't want this..."
Diana settled you into a chair as Fera stormed off fuming, her friends catching up with her. "You are in shock, you will see soon that this is the best opportunity to be given!"
The jolly chef waddles over and pats your back. "Think about how proud your mother and father would be! His princess so close to royalty, she may as well be one!"
"You really think he'd want this?"
"Y/n, listen, he only ever wanted the best for you, and you to be happy, if you still feel this way tomorrow, then you can make that decision," Diana led you to your room.
"Oh... uhm, I actually get my own chambers close by to the warriors and Sif,"
"What?!" Fera's cries of fury were heard again.
"I'm so happy for you!" Diana started to help you pack your things before looking at you with a sigh. "You deserve the best, Y/n,"
"Thank you, Missus Diana,"
"No, you may now refer to me as just Diana, Miss Lady-in-waiting,"
"Not the worst perk," you smile softly as she laughs.
~~~
"Y/n~" Frigga sung happily as the tailor brought in the finished dress to your chambers. Your figure was slumped over the desk, randomly doodling. "How was your sleep?"
"I hate to admit it, but it was one of the best I've ever had," you stand up and walk over to lay eyes on the gown. "Oh my gods... this is gorgeous!" the silk fabric trailed flawlessly against your palm.
"Thank you, Lady Y/n," The tailor bows for you. Now that... that respect... that was new and was going to be hard to get used to.
"Try it on," besides the corset top, it was simple to put on. Frigga sighed dreamily when you walked out the bathroom.
"Do I look ok?"
"You look magnificent!" she glides over and clutched your face. "You will fit right in, though you may just stand out quite a bit, you look like a goddess,"
Shy eyes met the floor as Frigga rested her hands on your shoulder. "Let's get you out of this before it spoils the surprise,"
"Will I not be announced?"
"No, no one but the family will be introduced to keep the anonymity high and bias low,"
"Very well,"
~~~
It felt as though a weight was being heaved down onto your chest. But it wasn't the corset, it was rather your racing heart, pounding against it's cage.
Sif sat at the vanity doing her hair, skin too perfect to need any cosmetics. She trailed her eyes from the pin she last placed in her hair to you. The distress shouted at her from your gaze.
"Calm down,"
"Sorry, you're right, why didn't I think of that??" you sass, before running to the bathroom. "I think I'm going to be sick," clutching your stomach, Sif walks in with a sigh.
"Stop being dramatic, we must leave now,"
"Go without me," you reach out to her before collapsing back against the wall.
"Up," she hoists you onto your feet and helps your mask on.
"Give me... a few minutes, I'll catch you up," she heard the plead in your voice and nodded, letting you take in the silence and soft muffled music from the ballroom.
Breathe... just breathe...
~~~
Compact with luxurious attendees, the ballroom contrasted with its usual empty state. The chandelier shines bright letting it's flames ignite soft light against the lush dancers.
With each step you took, it seemed no one paid attention until there were a few whispers from a group of men, surrounding groups giving you a quick glance before resuming their talk.
That might have been the maximum attention you would earn for the rest of the night, thank gods.
First on the agenda was to prove to Sif you were here before she went searching for you. Speaking of, she was with the others across the room.
"Evening, M'lady," Fandral was the first to lay eyes on you, hopeful to woo you.
"I'm flattered, but I told you to keep it in your pants," you scorn at him, letting his still hand go.
"I didn't even recognize you!" Hogun claps his hands together. "You look stunning, Y/n,"
"Thank you, Hogun," you curtsy and look to Sif. "One last stop then I can disappear!"
"You are to stay here all night, Y/n,"
"Fine..." you storm off towards the main site, slowing your pace to a more elegant stride just as the last guests greeted the royal family.
"Oh, you look wonderful!" Frigga sighed, walking to your side.
"Frigga, who is this?" Odin smiled and walked down to greet you.
"Don't you recognize her? This is Y/n,"
"Y/n?" Odin stepped back.
"Y/n??" Loki let his jaw hang open.
"Y/n!" Thor seemed the most enthusiastic.
"Frigga, why is a maid here?"
"Oh, a maid no more, Y/n is my lady-in-waiting," Frigga smiled warmly which was just enough to convince the king.
"Very well," Odin sighed, walking back to his seat.
"Y/n, you look amazing!" Thor hugged you gently before clasping your shoulders. "Doesn't she, brother?" he turned to Loki who was slightly lost for words.
Back from his thoughts of awe and admiration, Loki mustered a nod, striding forward and kissing your hand. "A fool thinks himself to be wise, but a wise man knows himself to be a fool, and I a fool if I do not state my admiration of you tonight,"
Behind your mask you could barely contain a blush, your words slipping away without meaning, silently and painfully. "Look not with the eyes, but with the mind, and therefore is winged cupid blind,"
Loki could sense the sincerity though noticed the first word of the quote, altered out; love.
His hand lingered, clutching yours as Odin coughed. "A dance?" Loki blurts out to you.
"Thought you'd never ask," you curtsy for the rest of the royals.
~~~
It's 2:25AM I have to be up at 8AM
- Anna ❤️
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Hayran Kurgu[CONTAINS SMUT] ❗️18+❗️ ~~~ Y/n was no more than a maid. Not for a wealthy family but rather The Royal Family. her status was low, she was only ever in the kitchens or avoiding the royals to clean the palace at whatever ungodly hour she was needed. ...