I am Loki (Loki x Oc) COMPLETED (kinda?)

Ch 11. Midgard

"Can you put me down now?"

"You'd rather walk than have someone carry you?"

"You'd rather carry me to who knows where and listen to my whining?"

"Okay, you win. Go ahead and walk now."

I was suddenly dropped on the ground.

"What the Hel Loki?!", I shouted as I sat up. He simply smirked and kept walking.

"Where are you taking me anyway?" I questioned, dusting myself off.

"We're taking a shortcut to a place."

"What place?" I asked while running to his side.

"It's a surprise..." He said in a singsongy voice.

"Why aren't we using the Bifrost?"

"Because your mother would notice and I would be punished. Now stop asking questions."

"Why?"

"Don't ask."

"Why?"

"Feronia..."

"Why?"

"Feronia!"

When I looked back at him every trace of kindness was gone, there wasn't even a hint of playfulness.
Perhaps I pushed him too far.
If I do remember correctly he did have a quick temper...

"I believe... I'll just have you sleep for the rest of the ride."

"What does thou-"

I couldn't finish my sentence, because I suddenly felt tired and knocked out.
This time I didn't hit the ground.

~

My eyes snapped open. I was laying on just a mattress with a large cape over me. It wasn't the most pleasant thing to wake up to.

"You're Awake!" Loki shouted from behind me.

I rolled over to face him, standing on the other side of the room. I couldn't help but smile a bit.

"Isn't it beautiful?" He asked, running his hands across the plain mattress.

My eyebrows furrowed and his expression darkened.

"The illusion doesn't work on you, does it?"

"Not at all."

He groaned, walking to the mattress.
He then spun on his heel and fell flat onto the mattress and me.

"Get off!" I stated, laughing at his act, before pushing him off me. He rolled over and sat in front of me.

"Now, Where are we?"

"Midgard."

"Why M-"

"Look Feriona, this is very important. Sit up, Love."

I nodded and fixed my position, looking at him right in the eyes. His eyes never change, and I enjoy it a lot more than I should be. Loki then grabbed both his hands and put them into mine.

"I'm planning on taking over Midgard, and I will be King.
So, I want you to be my Queen."