"aren't you supposed to be working?" A deep and smooth voice sounds, breaking me from my trance.
I look up, and Prince Loki stands over me, a smile on his face, with a quirked eyebrow.
"Oh!" I stand, curtseying, "I was given some time off, your highness."
He clicks his tongue, his smirk growing.
"Well, don't let me interrupt you, dearest maid." He says, taking a seat on the other side of the couch.
"Would you like me to find somewhere else to sit?" I ask, feeling small in his presence. Maids aren't supposed to simply relax in the company of a god.
"No, why would you move? Am I disturbing you?" He asks, frowning.
"No! If course not! I just thought, because you're a prince and I'm a maid that you wouldn't.." my voice trails off, becoming small, and I can feel myself trying to make myself less noticeable, drawing my arms closer to my body.
Lokis pov
Usually I don't get involved with any maids or servants in the castle, however, this particular maid has caught my interest.
Her hair is pulled into a bun, which I assume was neat when she started working, but now locks of her (h/c) hair fall out of place, framing her face, making her beauty unmistakable. She wears a standard dress, with tatters and stains, and it's baggy on her as well, hiding her natural figure. A hand-me-down I presume.
"Just because you're a maid and I'm a prince gives no reason for you to not stay in your spot. If I make you uncomfortable, I can find somewhere else." I state. Although I mean it genuinely, I know she won't ask me to move.
"No, no, that's okay." She says, taking a seat.
She sits as far from me as she can, trying to take up as little space as possible.
"What's your name?" I ask. I had bumped into the poor thing earlier, when she was muttering to herself about Bjorn. Bjorn never gives her a break. I've seen her talk to him only a few times, but from the way he looks down on her- literally and figuratively- I know he enjoys scaring her and treating her as lesser than him.
"(L/n). (Y/n) (l/n), your highness." She says.
"(Y/n)." I repeat to myself. The name suits her perfectly.
She nods.
"Might I ask what you're reading?"
"A book on the Midgardian ocean." She says, looking down as though she's ashamed.
"A good choice." I give her a light smile, which seems to make her relax just a bit.
I feel bad for making her feel uncomfortable, so I decide to allow a comfortable silence to overtake us instead of conversation, and after a little I see her begin to relax.
(Y/n) pov
I try to focus on my book, but with Prince Loki being so close, it's near impossible. I can't just dismiss myself, but I don't want to be here, either. It's not that he makes me uncomfortable, I just don't know how to act. He's being so informal with me it catches me off guard, and I don't understand his motives.
After a few silent minutes of him reading, I find myself drifting back into my book, as well as my eyes beginning to feel dry, and my eyelids heavy. I wish I could lay down and sleep right here and now.
A yawn escapes, and then another soon after. I look out the window to see what time it is, and find that it's nearly 4. I curse and stand, completely forgetting the prince.
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Maiden Fair and True~ Loki x Reader
Fanfiction(y/n) is a humble maid of Asgard, cleaning and tidying rooms, and attending to the general of the Asgardian Army. But, she's clumsy. When she bumps into the youngest Asgardian Prince, he takes interest, noticing her more and more, infatuated by her...