The Love Of Mischief

Chapter 1

*Alarm rings*

It was early. Far too early for my liking. I put a pillow over my face to fight the blaring morning sun. I didn't have an ounce of energy to pull my body out of bed. I had been tossing and turning all night. I was dreading this morning while also being excited. I know, I'm a walking contradiction.

Today was my first day working as a maid for the royal family of Asgard. I had only done basic training at this point but today was the day that The Lady Frigga herself was going to be handing out duties. I feel around on my nightstand for my glasses, still too tired to move. I curse as I knock over my book, which I had hurriedly started and finished the last night. Which resulted in me going to sleep at 2 am.
"This is not shaping up to be a good morning" I sighed as I roll out of bed. Nearly standing on my glasses "It's only day one" I remind myself. I gather up the items from the floor and head to the bathroom.

It doesn't take me long to get ready since I already had my outfit ready the previous night. My outfit is pretty simple. Simple Asgardian dress. Purple, of course. My favourite colour, and silver accessories. My brown hair was half up, half down. Since I owned two pairs of glasses. I left my skinny silver frames in my room and put my black ones on. My hair went into a high ponytail and I never bothered with makeup. I looked like a sloth most days and didn't really want to add clown to that list.

I made sure my bed was made as I locked the door. Making sure there was nothing that I was forgetting.
"I wonder where The Lady Frigga will send me?" I thought to myself as I made my way to the great hall. Asgard was so beautiful this time of year. The Royal Palace of Valaskjalf was glistening in the sun. The buildings surrounding it shined like gold and the plants were colourful and flourishing. From the riverside, I could see the Bifrost reach into the distance as I traced the mountains on the horizon. There were many things to admire about Asgard.

"Amelia!" I heard a voice behind me. My childhood best friend, Elena Jones, was running towards me. I have known this girl for like 17 years. (Even though it doesn't feel like 17 years) She is one of the popular girls at school. Elena is the one the guys always wanted and who most girls aspire to be like. She was going to be a maid too. She claimed that it was either a maid or run her father's tavern but really she didn't want to be around the drunk men. She was out of breath by the time she reached me "I am really out of shape" She clutched her side.
"Come now. You are in perfect shape. Much better than myself" I insisted. It's true, Elena was so much slimmer than me. I guess that's why the men wanted her "Though I must insist that we hurry. We do not want to be late"
"There is still like 15 minutes till we have to clock in" Elena whispered. I rolled my eyes.
"You know I like to be early" I placed my hand on Elena's back "But I guess, I can wait a few moments"
"Oh, how very noble of you" Elena laughed as she caught her breath. Though, Now as I look back over the last few years, I never did notice that her laugh was fake.

We didn't wait long for Elena to catch her breath. She is, of course, in perfect shape. We arrived at the palace with 10 minutes to spare.
"So, I wonder where we will be sent?" Elena spoke as she ran her hand along the ivory pillars "Maybe if we ask, we can work together. I hear the maids work in pairs"
"Yeah, I don't think that is true" I scrunched my face. I knew that it wasn't true unless Lady Frigga herself insist that the people work together, Everyone is given a role or sent home.
"It's a possibility" Elena grinned evilly. She then looked around "Oh I got some gossip. I hear Odin's sons are single"
"And why would that bother me?" I rolled my eyes. Why would I care if they are single? They wouldn't want me.
"Maybe they are looking for a bride? I might have a chance, I am the perfect woman after all" Elena flicked her hair behind her.
"You are beautiful" I agreed "Anyway, Aren't you in a relationship with someone?"
"What he doesn't know, Won't hurt him" Elena replied. I raised my eyebrow at her "And if a Prince said that he wanted me, I wouldn't turn him down"
"Let's get to our spots," I said, Changing the subject or before I said something I would regret. Like how Elena wouldn't turn down a potato if it said it wanted to sleep with her.