Speak Now (Loki's version)

Two

A/N: Sorry for taking so long to publish this next chapter. I did make a few changes to chapter one so it makes more sense. if you want to reread it you can but they aren't big changes. Also I will be using Evander and Lilith/her father to refer to Evander because I just thought it would make more sense to use both. Enjoy!

"There you are Lilith!" Evander, Lilith's father, says as she walks through the door.

"Hello father."

Evander walks away from the stove and over to Lilith.

He furrows his brows as he looks at Lilith.

"Did you cut your hair?" He murmurs as he caresses the side of her hair.

Lilith moves away, uncomfortable with her father's actions.

"No I did not."

"Hm. It looks shorter." Evander says as he goes back to the stove.

Lilith walks to her room in the back of the cottage and kneels down at the side of her cot.

She lifts the cot up and leans it against the wall. Under the cot, Lilith has a pocketbook that her mother gave to her.

She takes the pocketbook and a pen and starts writing.

"Hello. So I haven't written in a while but I have my reasons.

Father has been more affectionate with me recently.

When mother first died, he could barely look at me.

He told me that I looked like her too much.

But now he keeps touching my hair and saying that I'm so much like her. I don't like it.

Anywho, I was in the forest earlier today and I met the prince of Asgard! He has to go after a short while but he said it was a pleasure to speak with me then he kissed my hand!

But he did ask me why I don't go to lessons.

I told him that it was none of his concern.

I probably should've told him that I stopped going to lessons because my father insisted on investing almost all our money into his bakery."

"Dinner's ready!" Lilith hears her father call.

"Father is calling for me to come and eat. Hopefully I'll be able to update you on the prince of Asgard."

"Coming!" Lilith calls back to her father.

She quickly puts her pocketbook back in in its hiding spot and walks to the dining room where two bowls of beef stew and loaves of bread next to them.

Lilith groans. "Stew and bread again?"

"Some families don't have any food. You should be grateful."

"Sorry." She mumbles as she sits down in the chair across from Evander.

As she begins to eat, she notices that the chair her mother used to sit in is gone.

They eat in silence until Lilith speaks.

"You go rid of mother's chair." She mumble.

Evander shifts in his chair and clears his throat.

"I didn't think there was a reason to keep it."

"Oh."

Lilith knew that her mother was dead and she has excepted that but she didn't want to get rid of what little was left of her mother.

Evander finishes his food and goes straight to his room, leaving Lilith alone.

She pushes the stew away from her, finished with it, and goes to her room to get ready for bed.

As she is getting ready, her mind wanders.

"Hm. What if I was the princess of Asgard? The first thing I would do is finally say what I want to say. I'm tired of being quiet and shy because my father wants me to be married when I turn 18. He and mother are-were so protective of me! I can't make any friends or go to lessons. Even mother suggested putting me in lessons but father would just say, 'No! We're not making that mistake again!' I wonder what he meant by that..."

She sighs.

"I need to stop thinking about mother. I want to think about me and my life and my problems, but my mind will always stray back to her,"

Lilith puts on her sleeping gown and lays in her bed.

She tosses and turns all night, but her mind just won't stop thinking about her father saying 'we won't make that mistake again."