Hating Loving you

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Author's note: Hello, everyone! Here is a new fanfiction, abour our beloved God of Michief. There are a few things thta I would like to say.

First, I AM NOT ENGLISH. As you may notice, I am currently writing another story, in French. So please, remember that. Of course, you can tell me when I make a mistake, so I can improve myself. But stay respectful <3
Second, this story's idea is from a roleplay I did with the most amazing person on this planet. This is based on our roleplay, it doesn't only come from me. We both enjoyed it so much, we decided to share it with you guys.
For my witchie:

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-Good night, my lady.

You said as you got out of Sif's chamber. You exhaled quietly, the moon already being high. 

You were a maid for less than a year, directly assigned to Sif. It was your choice- well, not really. Let's say that you have been... obligated to do so. To survive. To escape your family. 

You quietly walked back to the castle's aisle for the maids, enjoying the silence of the night. The moon, and starlight, were lightening the different rooms, creating shadows. However, walking around alone didn't scare you. You have known worst...

You got the key of your room out of your pocket, and quietly entered. You smiled as you noticed the lights were still on, knowing your roomate were still awake.

A: Finally! It's past midnight!

Adrian, your best friend, said as he put his book aside.
He was one of the few male maids in the whole castle, and you got picked to share a room with him when you arrived. His ash blond hair contrasted with his brown eyes, and pale lips. They curled into a smile as you walked to him, kissing the top of his head.

-I know. But you know how lady Sif is.

You sighed, putting your apron on your bed. The room was big enough for three, but only two bed remained. A door on the right leaded to a bathroom, having both a shower and a bathtub. The most far away wall was hidden behind a big and massive library, as every other rooms. Once the King Loki got crowned, he made sure to broaden the space given to the maids. Why, no one knew... He always despited everyone, the maids included. It was a mystery, that everyone gladly did not question. 

You loosen your hair, previously on a tight bun, making them fall on your shoulders. 

-I'll take a shower.

Adrian nodded, going back to his book. You quickly washed yourself, recalling the day. Always the same... Up at 5, breakfast, cleaning Sif's room, lunch, break, preparing Sif's horse and weapons, dinner, cleaning her horse and weapons, preparing her clothes, sleep. Again, and again. 
You got out in your usual pjs, walking to your bed. You frowned as Adrian seemed anxious, fidgeting with his fingers. You hopped on your bed, looking at him. He blew a breath, looking straight at your eyes.

A: Look, there is something I would like to tell you...

-What is it?

He sighed.

A: You are not under Sif's command anymore. You're under the King's one.

You opened your mouth, not believing your ears. This could not happen, could it?? Everyone but the King! He's so scary and intimidating, and... Adrian's laugh cut your thoughts.

A: I knew you'd react like that. What...? Scared that he discovers your little crush on him~?

He teased, making you turn bright red. That was the second "and"... Is it weird to have a crush on someone you saw like twice? Maybe. But, there was something intriguing with him... something attractive. Madly, attractive. 
You turned your back on him, wrapping yourself in the sheets.

-I do not have a crush on him!

A: Tell that to the drool that fall off your chin each time you see him, sweetheart.

He chuckled, laying in his bed as well. You weren't drooling, were you? Well- yes, he's hot... But you weren't drooling!

-Why is there a changement?

A: All I know is that it comes from someone high in the hierarchy.

You shrugged, already half asleep. It didn't matter, you got to see the King tomorrow...