Tony Stark's Daughter

Chapter 2

I sleep the rest of the day away and late in the morning the next day I wake up and see Loki sitting beside me with a book in his hands.

I groan a little as my stiff muscles ache as I sit up. Loki's eyes snap away from his book and it disappears into thin air. "How are you feeling?" He asks softly.

"Better, I think I can walk now." I say with a big yawn. My legs feel a little stronger now.

"Good, Odin summons you to the royal breakfast today." Loki explains, "I tried to get you out but mother was persistent on meet you." He adds.

"Okay, shall we go than?" I ask forgetting the patients robe I'm in.

Loki nods and helps me out of bed before with a swish of wrist he changed my ugly infirmary robes into a beauty black and green dress.

We walk arm in arm to the dinning hall; him helping me to walk, and we take a seat at the table. We are the first ones and Loki pours us a glass of mead.

Soon King Odin and Queen Frigga come through the grand doors and takes their seat at the head of the table with us.

"Hello dear, you must be Sasha!" The older woman speaks, "I'm Frigga, Loki's mum." She introduces herself.

"It's nice to meet you, Your Majesty." I say with a small bow.

"Oh pish posh, no need for that, call me by my name." She says motherly. I blush from embarrassment. I turn to the king, with his one eye and strong face he nods at me before turning to pour himself some mead.

I roll my eyes and turn to Loki, he shrugs at me and starts to get some eggs, bread, and ham to eat.

We enjoy the breakfast, Frigga doing most of the talking and me answering here and there. As well as the few jabs Loki would sneak in or hisses when his mother said something about him.

We leave the table and as we leave the dinning hall doors behind us Loki turns to me, "When you were in the infirmary I set up a room for you beside mine."

"Oh thank you..." I whisper. He leads me down the grand hallways and up many stairs until a straight elegant hall is in front of us. Doors on either sides with golden plaques with names engraved.

He leads me past a door with his named carved into it and to the next door. There was no carving just a plan piece of gold.

Loki raises his finger and scratches his nail through the gold carving my nail into it flawlessly. As if it was butter.

"Perfect." He whispers before opening the door before me. I step in and see a large four post bed with big comforters and drapes. Big windows that could open and a large closet of dresses and clothes from home!

I run to the closet and grab an old sweater of my dads that I took and hugged it. Sensing a little bit of home inside it.

She places it back on the hanger and lays in the bed, "This is amazing, Loki. Thank you!" I cry happily.

He smiles and grabs the elegant door handle, "I must go now, I have an old... friend to meet."'he says with a smirk. He leaves closing the door softly.

I'm finally alone, no beeping no wooshing, no dripping water. It is silent. I can think. I close my eyes and picture what has been going on for the last couple days.

Suicide.

Death.

Caught.

Reincarnated.

Alive.

I open my eyes abruptly. Is this all just a dream. Or the after life? Can I not feel pain anymore?

Then, like a monster from under the bed the feeling to cut overwhelms me like wave. It runs over and through my body.

I stand up and go to the bathroom. I search all cupboard and draws. Finally I find a box of feminine products, pads, tampons, razors...

I grabs the razors and take a single one out. I s on the cold marble ground and roll up my dress sleeve.

I drag the sharp end across my skin, cutting through it causing blood to disperse. I sigh at the miss of the pain and relax a little. I make many more relishing in the moment.

I open my eyes and look down to see the mess I made, I rush to clean it up with towels and toilet paper.

When the red was gone, I wrapped my arm in tissue and rolled my sleeve back down. What am I going to do about the marks?