Darkness Revealed (A Loki Love Story) Book 2 in Darkness Series

Dreams of Golden Eyes

(Her point of view)

I am standing at the foot of bridge. I have never seen anything so beautiful. It glows with every color in the rainbow. Some colors I have never seen before or even knew existed. I look around me, wondering where in the world I am. The land that stretches out before me takes the very breath out of my lungs. A glorious ocean lies just beneath the bridge upon which I stand. I can see odd looking fish swimming through the crystal clear waters.

My eyes travel on until they come to an enormous palace laden in brilliant gold. It is quite possibly the largest castle I have ever seen. It looks like something out of Valhalla. The brilliant sunlight reflects from its tall towers, allowing it to shine almost as brightly as the sun itself. There is a city lying at its base. From what I can see, it is a thriving place. Rich and lavish. This place is gorgeous. Beyond gorgeous. I gasp from the spectacular sight. And as I do, I cannot help but notice that even the air is different here. It feels....light. As a matter of fact, I physically feel lighter. Perhaps their gravity pull is different from that of Medina's?

As I begin walking forward, I feel almost as if I am floating with each step. Yes, the gravity is definitely different.

Each and every time one of my feet makes contact with the bridge's strong foundation, a subdued glow emits from underneath my heels. This is incredible! I wish that Loki were here to see this! But where in the hel am I?

"Hello, dear one," I hear a strong male voice say behind me. It startles me almost to the point of losing my balance. I turn with my back to the city, looking for who holds this voice. As I do so, I find that I am standing just at the entrance of a large, golden dome of sorts. But just inside of it, my eyes immediately fall upon an extremely tall, dark skinned man with eyes almost as gold as the palace itself. He wears gold armor and a horned helmet. His gigantic hands are clinging to a humongous sword just in front of his body. But despite his intimidating size, I feel no fear as I take a few small steps closer to him.

"Who are you?" I ask, walking until I am only a few feet from his raised pedestal.

"Are you not afraid?" He asks with a quizzical brow. I straighten my posture a little before responding.

"No Sire. Should I be?"

He barely chortles from my reply before taking on a more serious expression.

"Who are you?" I repeat again in persistance.

"I might be asking you the same question, dear lady," He answers. I square my shoulders a bit more, offering him a proud smile.

"My name is Princess Christine. I hail from the land of Medina. The northern most star in the Asgardian realm." His eyes widen as though he is in a momentary state of shock.

"So you are the one," he almost gasps through his strong voice. Before I can ask any questions, he continues to speak.

"You are the one that has changed him." I feel one of my eyebrows arching in confusion. What the hel is he talking about?

"Excuse me, Sire. But may I ask what it is that you are speaking of?" I demand. His eyes lose their widened stature as a soft and gentle smile spreads across his face.

"You are the one who has changed the Dark Prince. You are the one responsible for saving him."

"Dark Prince?" I ask, feeling more puzzled than ever. "What Dark Prince?" He steps out from behind his sword as it is deeply embedded within the golden floor.