Krystal

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Loki doesn't speak another word to me the entire time we're bathing together or even on the way back to our cells. It's as though everything I'd revealed to him was beyond his comprehension.

It took a lot for me to admit that my own mother had cursed me so cruelly and I was going to Hel to murder her for it.

"You are making a mistake" he says out of nowhere.

"How do you figure?"

"Killing your mother would be a mistake. Once it is done, you cannot take it back".

"No, having held out any hope that in spite of her jealously towards, that some small part of her actually loved me was my original mistake. Not killing her a little no time ago was my second".

"What if you give this curse power over you by believing that it is real?"

"So you're saying the fact that I'm unwilling to risk falling in love with someone is the real reason I can't have a baby?"

"Perhaps".

"That's ridiculous. Or maybe you want me fall in love with your brother so you can watch him die?"

"I already told you, he does not deserve your heart".

"Nobody does, unless they have a death wish".

We both remain silent for a few moments while our fresh clothes are delivered and we can get dressed.

"So why do you keep your eyes closed when you are intimate?"

I may as well be honest with him now he knows so much about me already.

"I used to look into my husband's eyes when we made love. It made me feel closer to him, more connected, but I can't risk feeling that way anymore".

"Have you ever tried?"

"No. You aren't exactly the ideal person to give me advice on my sex life, Loki".

"Why not?"

"One, you've seen me naked way too many times. Two, I've kissed your brother. Three, you spied on me while I was faking an orgasm, so you aren't exactly an impartial person".

"Still feeling the bitter sense of disappointment from that night, are you not?"

"Of course I am" I sigh in admission.

"How long has it been since you last laid with a man?"

"Six months" I admit.

"What will you do now that you can no longer use the art of seduction against my brother?"

"I'll appeal to his better nature and bat my eyelashes of course".

The dungeon doors open and Thor enters to come see me.

"Lady Krystal, how are you feeling today?" Thor asks, seemingly concerned when he sees what's left of the bruising on my face once he comes into my cell.

"I'm perfectly fine, honestly. I was just a little shaken".

I attempt to look as vulnerable as possible and he wraps his arms around me.

"I was rather hoping you would join me again for dinner this evening, if you feel well enough? I know yesterday was a rather difficult day for you".

"I would love to, but I don't really have anything appropriate to wear for dinner with a Prince".

"Then I will have the servants bring you another gown to wear" he smiles sweetly.

"I will see you this evening then".

I watch him walk away with the most wicked of smiles on my face, which Loki soon notices.

"So you are dining with him again this evening?"

"Do you think I should wait?"

"Would you listen to me if I did?"

"Absolutely not".

"Then I wish you the best of luck with your endeavours".

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Later in the day, the servants come in to help me dress and make me look more presentable for dinner with Thor. When they've finished, I look in a mirror and I've scrubbed up rather well, considering the fact that I hate dresses.

"So what do you think?"

"I suppose it will have to do" he replies as though he doesn't approve.

"What's wrong with it?"

"You allowed them to put your hair up".

"Does it really matter that much to him, or just to you?"

"I do not care how you look or what you do".

"That's never stopped you from forcing your opinions down my throat at every given opportunity before?"

"You are beginning to annoy me again".

"Don't wait up, Loki" I wink at him as I leave my cell just to annoy him.

I really hate that over opinionated asshole. He may have saved me twice now, but that doesn't give him the right to control how I executed my own plan.