Beauty and the Trickster

Chapter 20

     "Casenovia, grab my hand!" Loki shouted, struggling to swim against the current to grab ahold of me. Bucky was closer, still struggling. All of us were being tossed into a violent glowing whirlpool, tossing us about like a leaf in the wind.

Grabbing ahold of Loki's hand, Bucky also had grabbed ahold. The three of us linked together, fighting to get out of the spiral. Sucking us closer and closer to the pit, the crystals from above reflect the blinding light from below. The waves of water far above our heads at this point, looking at each other we knew even if this stopped, the water would bury us.

I couldn't help but cry, all of this because of me.

"Loki, I love you." I looked at him, his eyes not showing an ounce of fear anymore.

"And I you, my fearless queen." He purred, I nodded before looking at Bucky.

"Sorry you're going to die by water anyways." He smiled lightly, struggling to stay above the waves of water.

"You know what, this is way better than those other things." I could feel his hand squeezing mine underneath the surface.

The water at that moment rose so quickly, we tumbled forward, losing our grip on each other. All of us fall down the hole, being blinded by the white light beneath us.

"I am Princess Casenovia, and I demand you to turn around," I shouted; the boy paused in the hall. His raven-colored hair touched his shoulders, such a lean frame. How rude was this stranger to ignore me in my own castle?

With a quick turn, his eyes flamed red from within. His skin shifted blue as he stormed closer to me, I was not afraid, in fact, it made me angrier.

"You should take caution in who you speak to, little princess." He hissed, his eyes hard peering down at me. I took a step closer, so that my point could be made. His lips twitched in the corner, as a wave of freezing cool air spiraled around us.

"I am not afraid of you, I asked you a question and I want an answer." I glared, his eyes flashing but I knew mine would answer back with my fathers' flames. For a moment, the tension was so tight between us.

"Who are you?" I spoke again, his eyes flashing a brief speckle of gold at my words. My heart skipped a beat, wait- oh no. I kept my stern expression, but I knew what it meant.

"I shall tell you as I told you just a moment ago, No one worth knowing. Now go back to your tea party and let me be at peace." His harsh words triggered my magic, sending a wave of energy crashing into him. Tumbling back, he stood quickly. His eyes were wide for a moment, then his face twisted into a dangerous smirk.

"Leave now, I do not wish to have someone mocking me in my own home." I glared, my chamber hand running to my side, while a guard stood ready to defend me. I didn't need either of them, my magic was strong enough to surely take on this stranger, but I knew my father would kill them if they did not try.

"Fine, I'll leave. But you will be seeing me around, Little witch." His mocking tone sparked another wave of anger in my core, but that sparkle in his eyes again had my heart reeling. Once the dark-haired boy bowed his head and walked away, I turned to the Guard closest to me.

"Who is that man?" I asked him with an irritated huff, he only sneered in his direction.

"That is a Monster, best to stay clear of him." He grumbled, I looked back in the direction the man had walked into. Well with manors like those, I could not imagine why he was even in my home. But I knew one thing, my father would hear about this.