My Name

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I still continue to look in the mirror and study my face, with my blue skin and markings no longer there. My current appearance fascinates me.

Loki: "I will draw you a bath, Anya" he says, entering his bathroom.

Me: "Why do I need to bathe?" I call out to him.

Loki: "You no longer look like a servant in that form, but you are certainly dress like one and also smell like one".

Me: "I do not look like a servant?"

Loki: "If you look like your mother without your Jotun traits then she must have been a true beauty. Such perfect features are normally only seen in noble women".

He soon returns from the bathroom and takes my hand, leading me in before pouring in some of the sweet smelling oils I would normally put in for him.

He walks behind me and to my surprise, begins unbuttoning the back of my uniform.

Me: "My King, I am more than capable of doing that myself!"

Loki: "You have spent the past couple of months serving here Anya so you should know not to question your King's actions by now".

He finishes unbuttoning my uniform, revealing my bare skin to him before he steps back towards the door.

Loki: "I shall give you your privacy and wait in my chambers for the dresses to arrive".

Me: "Dresses?"

Loki: "Such a beautiful, delicate flower would never be seen in anything but the finest gowns".

Me: "That is not necessary, my King".

Loki: "Listen to me, Anya. From this moment forward if you are in this form you must refer to me Loki is that understood?"

Me: "Yes, Loki".

Loki: "Good. Now enjoy your bath".

I finish removing my dress and undergarments once he leaves. There is another mirror in here and I see myself bare in this form for the first time.

I am still the same shape I was before, yet I appear so different. Lowering myself into the water, my body instantly relaxes as the bubbles cover me and my eyes close.

Soon I hear a knocking at the door. It must be the guards delivering the dresses and I am curious so I call out to him, knowing that he is only in the next room.

Me: "Loki?"

Loki: "Yes, Anya?"

Me: "Was that the dresses?"

Loki: "Would you like me to select one for you?"

Me: "You seem more knowledgeable on the finer things, so yes".

I can hear him chuckling from the other room as I continue to bathe.

Loki: "You have not fallen asleep in there, have you?" he questions after a few more minutes.

Me: "No, I have not, but could you possibly bring me a towel?"

He comes in quickly and averts his eyes from my bare form while I stand up and wrap the towel around myself before he leaves once more.

After drying myself thoroughly, I come back into his chambers as he waits on the bed. His choice of dress for me is draped over a nearby chair.

Green, of course it had to be green.

Loki: "Do you approve?"

Me: "It is beautiful, my...Loki".

Loki: "Well, put it on".

Me: "You would grant me privacy while I bathe, but not when I need to dress?"

Loki: "You wish to please me?"

Me: "I am your servant, Loki. It is my duty to please you in any way you deem fit".

Loki: "Then allow me the honour of admiring my good work and dress for me".

As I remove my towel, allowing him look upon my body, he snaps his fingers and two other servants hurriedly enter the room.

They begin to dress me in the gown he had chosen, but not before putting me in the most inappropriate black undergarments I had ever laid my eyes upon.

They barely cover anything, yet the King smiles at the sight of me wearing them before the dress finally conceals them and the servants leave us alone once more.

Loki: "You look ravishing".

I stand in front of the mirror and attempt to fix my hair while the King approaches me from behind.

Loki: "I must say that today you will be the most beautiful, envied woman on all of Asgard".

Me: "But it is just a trick, Loki. This is not the real me".

Loki: "It can be as real as you wish it to be, Anya" he whispers in my ear, sending chills down my spine.

Me: "If you insist that I call you by your name then perhaps you should call me by mine?"

Loki: "Speak it and I shall".

Me: "My name is Valanya".

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