Only one true love

Part 3: Chapter 5

When I came to Asgard, I wanted to go straight to the prison cells, but I remembered I couldn't go in without a key. So, I went to look for Frigga. Thankfully, I found her in the throne room, talking to one of the maids.

"Frigga!" I called and hurried towards her.

"Rose! Hi!" she said when she saw me.

"What do you need?"

"Can you unlock Loki's prison cell for me, please? I would like to see him," I asked her.

"Oh, here. Take it," she said, giving me the key.

"Thank you, I'll give it back later," I said, taking the key.

"No, take it. It's a spare key."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes." 

"Thank you," I said and hurried to Loki's cell.

This time, no one noticed me because most of the prisoners were sleeping. It was still pretty early. When I came to Loki's cell, he was sleeping. I went inside the cell as quietly as I could, not wanting to wake him up. I sat down on the floor and looked at him. He looked so peaceful while sleeping. After a few minutes of watching him sleep, he woke up. He sat on the bed and stretched. He looked around, and when he saw me sitting on the floor and watching him, he jumped on his feet, shocked.

"Rose! What are you doing here?" he asked and came closer to me. He sat down beside me.

"I came to see how you were holding up," I said.

"I'm okay. I think," he said.

"Have you started eating more?"

"A little bit more, yeah."

"How much more?" I asked suspiciously.

"I don't know 2-3 bites more," he said, looking at the floor.

"Well, that's something," I said, "You go like that and, soon, you will eat normal again."

"Hopefully, " he said.
"Anyways, how was your Christmas?" he asked me, changing the subject. He laughed at the shocked expression on my face.

"What, just because I'm locked up you thought I didn't know it was Christmas yesterday?"

"Well, I-I don't know," I said.

"I do know. Look, I even have the calendar right here," he got up to show it to me.

"Wow, really? I didn't see it when I came in," I said, got up and looked around to see what else I have missed.

"Wow, is that-is that a picture of me?" I asked when I saw a picture on his desk. 

"Yes, that's you," he said and looked at it.

"It is from our first date, remember?" he asked. I smiled, remembering it.

"Yeah, you fell into the water, it's kind of hard to forget," I said.

"I fell? You pushed me!" he said, and I laughed.

"I barely touched you!"

"Yeah, sure," he said, jokingly. I went to sit down again.

"You didn't tell me how your Christmas was," he said.

"It was good, thanks for asking," I said.

"What did you do?"

"Well, I-" I wasn't sure if I should tell him. He was locked in a cell, and I was sure he didn't have a fun Christmas. I didn't want to be insensitive.