Somewhere Along the Way... (Loki x Reader)

Asgard and more Skeletons...

I straightened my back as I looked at myself in the mirror. I had tried on the three dresses, but I was stuck between two of them.

One was a beautiful shade of azure blue, transitioning into a baby blue ombre. The skirt of it was made from a beautiful chiffon material. It was halter necked with the bodice of it accentuated with a light leather armour styled detailing.

The second dress was a beautiful shade of green with a golden lace patterned bodice, the skirt of the dress was made with layers of the beautiful green fine tule material. It was accompanied by a green sheer cloak trimmed with gold laced detailing much like that on the body of it.

"Fuck sake." I scolded my own reflection. Why was this so difficult? I had pulled my hair back into a low messy bun and put on some gold earrings. Keeping my make up very light and natural as I guessed everyone in Asgard was just born beautiful.

Judging by the two Gods I had been graced with.

I slipped on a pair of nude coloured shorts below my dress just as a precaution, helping me hide the dagger I had strapped to the top of my thigh. For emergencies of course!

I heard a gentle knock on my door, I called for the person to come in, when I looked in the mirror again after adjusting the strap on my thigh I seen Loki. He had stopped in his tracks and seemed frozen on the spot. Flustered, I fixed my dress hoping he hadn't seen the dagger.

I spun around and rushed over to him. "Hey? Are you ok?" My hand found it's way gently to land on his chest.

He blinked at me a few times, distracted by something. "Ye...Yes. I just. I mean you look absolutely ravishing Darling."

I flushed, feeling the heat creep from my toes and take over my whole body to the top of my head. That's when I realised I had the blue ombré styled dress on, perhaps I would keep this one after all.

"I...ah, do you think it's ok? It won't offend anyone right?" I asked nervously, gently fumbling with the fabric of the skirt.

"No it's perfect, you look perfect. Mother will love seeing you in one of Asgard's finest gowns. I will be informing my Brother to keep an extra eye on you - the men in Asgard will have a heart attack when they see you, especially Fandral." Looking at him I noticed his eyes darkened and his jaw clenched.

"Hey." I laughed a little. Grabbing his hand, I raised my eyebrows at him at an attempt to lighten the mood, "I'm sure I can handle them."

"Oh I don't doubt it for one second," He replied, keeping a hold of my hand and leading me downstairs. He let go of it just before we entered the living room, whispering to me, "I must admit I do appreciate the hidden accessory. Try not to use it though." His eyes lingered where the dagger was, before he moved in through the doorway.

Thor and Tony where standing deep in conversation, they stopped and stared at me as we walked in.

Thor's smile spread across his face before he came over and slung his arm around my waist, "Little one! Look at you! You look like a proper Asgardian Lady, Mother will love you in this!"

Tony nodded in agreement, "You look beautiful Princess."

"Right well, let's head to the arena and get this over with." I was getting butterflies in my stomach as I pulled Thor by the hand and headed out the back door.

We stood in the middle of the arena. As I didn't want one of the fields burnt up the way the compounds roof had been either. That was before Tony built a special pad for Thor to use.

Loki approached us, reaching a letter to Thor, "Please, make sure Mother receives this. It is of upmost importance Brother." Thor nodded and slipped it safely into his tunic.