A Changed Man (A Loki fan fiction)

Loki's POV

I took Danielle to the throne room and told her to wait outside. The great golden doors opened and Father was sitting alone. I walked in, knelt with my hand on my heart and stood up. Father looked at me for a minute, then got up and walked to me. Unsure of what to do, I looked at him blankly. He smiled widely and hugged me.

For a moment, I felt I had accomplished everything. I hugged him back.

"Im proud of you, son." he said. And that was it. I did accomplish everything, I did everything right. There was nothing more I wanted. He stepped back. "Call her in.."

I went out and called her in.

"Will he like me?" she asked, her worry very obvious on her face.

"Yes, how can one not!?" I kissed her. "Come on.."

She slowly walked in beside me and saw Father. Her face lit up. "This must be Danielle..." father said. "...she is every bit as beautiful as you said, Loki." Danielle blushed. Father turned to me. "You did a good thing bringing her here. As long as you and she are in Asgard, no harm can befall Midgard or here."

"I thought so too. Has Thor returned?"

"He is resting. Jane remains in Midgard."

I bowed my head, and following my lead, Danielle did too. "We shall take your leave, Father."

"Try and rest, Loki. We do have a lot of work." he nodded to me, indicating I could leave. 

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"This place is GORGEOUS!" she exclaimed. I had taken Danielle on a tour of the palace, and the view of Asgard from it. "It must look fantastic during nights! I can just imagine shooting a music video here...!"

"Shooting!? Danielle, this took years and the sweat and blood of..."

"No, I mean taking moving pictures..." she laughed. "My point is, this is..." she turned back to the view of the city and sighed. "..this is really something."

"Would you like to see my chambers?" I asked her. She smiled and grabbed my hand. "YES!" I took her across the corridor and to the door. "There..." I pushed the big gold doors open. Her eyes widened and she slowly walked in. I stood at the door and let her explore. 

She ran her fingers on the painted walls and the works on the tables and seemed to take everything in. She ran her fingers down the carved bed post, then turned and sat on the bed and smiled at me. I smiled back and walked to her, setting my scepter down on a table and taking off my helmet. I knelt on the bed and kissed her. She leaned back until she was lying down and I was on top of her