Every King Needs A Queen (a loki story)

Loki Meets Havanna

Havanna's P.O.V

I was working. Loki has made us work a certain amount of time. Depending on your job.

I was working in a book store.

I love it here. The smell of the books mixed with the faint aroma of coffee. It was just completely relaxing.

My fingers brushed the books as I pasted them. Making sure everything was in order.

"Hey Anna. The Kings gaurds are here." My boss said. He was a good guy. Treated me like his own daughter.

I nodded and went with him.

"We need all the women to stand before us. All the men can continue on with their lives." The head gaurd of this state said.

We all listened.

The gaurd walked to us an d started looking us over and then would look at a small picture.

I gasped quietly when I saw my handwriting on the back of the picture.

Oh no! Clint!

The gaurd stopped in front of me and I froze.

He grinned evily at me.

"We have a match gents." He cupped my face and forced me to look up at him.

He looked me up and down.

"You're even more pretty in person. To bad the king would punish us if we had some fun with you. Maybe once he's finished with you." I recoiled in disgust.

He chuckled and pushed me into a gaurds arms.

"Let's go." They dragged me off. The last thing I saw was looks of pitty from everyone.

Then they put a sack over my head.

Fear filled me with every second that passed.

What felt like forever. We stopped. I was dragged roughly around.

Them the sack was off and I was shoved into the ground.

I yelped in shock and in pain.

A cold hand grasped my arm and I was pulled up.

It was Him. Loki.

Uh oh