Fear

Euphoria

After a while of crying you decided that you had to freshen yourself up, so you poured a hot bath and added the lavender oil Loki had used when you bathed together. As the smell filled the room you felt tears threatening to fall again.

You really did miss Loki.

You bathed quickly, then dressed up in a beautiful green dress and braided your hair before walking to Loki's chambers.

There was someone waiting outside his door when you arrived. You smiled lightly at the girl, who seemed only a few years older than you, but she cast you a loathing look and your smile faded.

She was pretty; she had long, blonde hair and blue eyes, thin eyebrows and cute little dimples. She wore a long dress, blue as the sky on a warm summer day, it matched her eyes perfectly. Still, she was frowning and looking at you like she would rather kill you on the spot, which kind of killed the prettiness. You didn't quite know what to say after the not-so-warm welcome, but you didn't have to worry since she spoke up.

"I suppose you're looking for Prince Loki?"

You nodded. She sneered and continued.

"You're not as pretty as I heard you were. I guess that's why you wear a green dress, to try and impress him?"

She had a nice, lilting accent, rather like Han's. Her voice was light and beautiful, just like the rest of her. Just as you were about to knock the door, she spoke again.

"He's not answering."

You turned around, now curious.

"Who are you, if I may ask?"

"I'm Aliyah, princess of Heidmar. You need not introduce yourself," she answered with a cold smile.

'Oh no.'

'Oh no?'

'Remember what Thor told you a few days ago?'

'Oh no.'

"It's an honor," you said with a curtsy, but the princess before you just laughed.

"I know that you think Loki will love you forever and ever and all that, but he's lying. He's just playing, he doesn't know what he's doing. He will soon realize he cannot spend the rest of his days with you, and when he does, he will come crawling back to me, begging me to marry him. He needs to marry a princess, and you are not one."

"He doesn't want to marry anyone," you said slowly.

"He's lying! He knows he cannot be with you, and soon enough he will realize there are many ladies who are a thousand times better than you-"

"Yourself included?" someone said behind you with a low, chilly voice that sent shivers down your spine. You froze.

Aliyah was staring at Loki over your shoulder, and as his arms sneaked around your waist and pulled you to him you started smiling in triumph. Aliyah's eyes were flashing envy on you as Loki bent his head and whispered in your ear.

"I've missed you, darling."

It was enough for you; he was holding you close and his hair fell onto your shoulder as he pressed a kiss to your temple. You spun around and hugged him tightly. He hugged you back, one hand on your back and the other on your head as he held you close. You breathed deeply, inhaling his wonderful scent with every breath.

"I've missed you too," you said, your voice thick with suppressed tears of joy. Loki laughed his exhaling laugh and lifted your face with one finger under your chin. He studied you closely with those green eyes of his that were sparkling with joy before pressing his lips to yours.