Loki x reader (18+). Angst, mature language, smut, violence.
~You swore you wouldn't fall for him, you were sure it wasn't even possible. He's evil personified,
incapable of loving another soul. Evil, maybe. But unlovable, certain...
You wake up, the sun seeping through the crack between your curtains. Loki's body is still intertwined with yours. Oh gods did you really ask him to stay with you last night. You climb out of the bed as delicately as possible.
"Weak Y/N, you're weak," you murmur inaudibly to yourself.
"Going so soon," damn it you woke him up.
"This was a mistake Loki, a slip-up," you say, standing and facing the window opening the massive curtains.
"Oh Y/N, come on, you're the one who asked me to stay. Not the other way around."
"And it was a bad decision, now go before anyone notices," you reply bitterly, what is so awful that he can't tell you. You can't believe you trusted him for so long. God of Lies, it's literally in the name.
"Darling-"
"I said go, Loki," you repeat, more sadly this time, disappointed.
Loki gets out of the bed, and you hear him making his way out.
"And you must stop calling me that," you comment, and he scoffs as he leaves.
Going to breakfast might be a good idea. You look through the wardrobe for a suitable dress and throw it on quickly. You stick with your traditional silhouette for now, but there's definitely some more modern gowns you are excited to wear later.
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"Miss do you require some assistance," a soft voice says from outside your bedroom door.
"If you wouldn't mind," the young woman enters, she can't be any more than 700.
"What's your name dear," you ask, as she laces up the intricate back of the dress.
"Sanna, may I style your hair?"
"Since you asked so nicely," you reply to the lady's maid, "how long have you worked here in the palace?"
"Oh I couldn't say Lady Y/N, almost all my life. My mother is one of the chefs so I have been roaming these halls since I was a mere child."
Please call me Y/N, it must have been wonderful to grow up in a place like this."
"Oh it truly was, I'm still amazed to this day by the beauty of it. I've always, oh never mind I'm rambling."
"No, do go on, I'm intrigued now," you encourage her.
"Well I have always had an interest for architecture, and my dream is to design some buildings for the Royal family. It's silly I know, oh by Odin's beard I'm such a blabbermouth. Please forgive me."
"Sanna, it's quite alright. I'm pleased to hear someone speak of what they want in life so openly. It's rather refreshing actually," you reassure the worried maid.
