Utter Devotion

Grand Tours

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Smut warning ⚠️🌶🌶🌶

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Loki left Ciannait sitting under the flowers, running her fingers over her lips, seemingly lost in her thoughts.

Once she was far enough away from Ciannait, she turned back into his male form and continued walking, his hands behind his back.

He was beginning to learn his way around even the most obscure corridors, something he planned to use to his advantage, whether it was in escaping or in sneaking around to see Ciannait.

He rounded a corner and came face to face with two of Njord's silver soliders.

"King Njord demands your presence, Prince Loki."

The soldiers, it seemed were sent to escort him, the immediately flanked him, leaving no chance to walk away.

Njord turned around the moment Loki entered the room.

"Ah Prince Loki! How have you been enjoying my hospitality?"

Everything but his eyes suggested friendly hospitality, his eyes though stared daggers at him.

"Vanahiem has been a delight."

It's been a delight sinking my cock into Ciannait every chance I get, right under your very nose.

Silence filled the air as Njord strutted around the room, his robes trailing around behind him, Loki kept a small blank smile on his face, all the while imagining about all the delicious things he wanted to do with Ciannait this evening.

As he waited he discovered their meeting was not to be alone, the double doors opened again and Ciannait walked in the room, fortunately Njord had turned away just as she locked eyes with a now very male Loki and jumped.

The soft soles on her boots muffled her entrance long enough for Loki to shoot her a warning look before Njord realized she was there.

"Ciannait, my dear thank you for joining us."

Njord beckoned her to his side, she inclined her head in greeting and tapped her shoulder in a show of fealty.

"Father."

The way Ciannait said father, Loki couldn't help but noticed the hidden venom, his eyes flitted back to Njord who had turned to look at her with a sickening smile, either he was so used to her venom or he didn't hear it in her voice.

"We have a few minutes before the others join us, why don't you two get to know each other a little better?"

Ciannait looked between Njord and Loki, as they stood looking at each other, a palpable awkward silence hanging between them.

"Come now, you both can do better than this. Ciannait greet your future husband."

Ciannait moved closer to him and gave a brief bow of her head, her hair falling over her face, "Prince Loki."

Njord tsked at her, before turning his attention back to Loki.

"You must forgive her, her position here as Sword of the King has left her with little in the way of time for courtly manners."

Ciannait flushed but this time with embrassement, and Loki bristled at Njords critic of her.

"Nonsense I find her forthrightness and lack of mindless chatter refreshing."

Ciannait was ready to stab the both of them and be done with it when the doors opened again and they all turned to see who it was.

"Ah my dear sister."