Winterfrost

Chapter 15

"Son of a flea ridden bitch " I muttered as I saw him. He stood there with his evil look. Part of me wanted to burn him to the ground. The other part wanted to tell Loki to burn him to the ground. He smirked at me. I grimaced. Telling Loki would be dangerous. Telling Seraine was dangerous. I sighed. I couldn't tell anyone.

The princes were training. I made sure to stick near Loki. Since I had nothing to do I was watching them train. I watched as Fandrall defeated a soldier. I rolled my eyes. I could do better.

Fandrall saw this, " would you care to fight princess? " he asked stressing on the princess. Sif scoffed loudly. Loki and Thor looked at me. Loki got upset. The corner of my lip turned up in a small mischievous smile. I slowly stand. I had worn a green dress that came till my knees. It had slacks under it. My hair was done in a mermaid braid.

"Oh I do not know if I could ever defeat you mighty Fandral! "I say sarcastically. He chuckles.

"Sarcasm. It seems you are the best fit for Loki after all, since that is the one thing he does best " he mocks. Loki growls. I look at Loki. I may not love him. But he was my husband. I'll be damned if anyone were to mock my husband without me putting up a fight. I pick up a thin sword.

"Care to put your money where your mouth is, boy? " I ask dangerously. He cocks an eyebrow obviously singed that i called him boy. He gets ready. Loki tenses. The arena becomes quiet, I had openly challenged him.

Fandral makes the first move. I parry all of his moves. After atleast ten minutes of back and forth he pants and we stand in position. I seem unscathed.

"Youre good with a sword. No doubt," I say causing him to smile, "but. I'm better"

With that I lunge. He doesn't expect this and barely escapes. He attempts to slash the sword out of my hand but I turn it on him and his sword falls. I kick out his knee and he falls on one knee. I place my leg on his other knee and my sword at his neck.

"You should stick to flirting fandral. It's the one thing you're good at" I say.

Thor laughs loudly. I smile and help Fandral up. Loki walks over to us.

"How does it feel to lose to a girl Fandral? " Loki asks. Fandral rolls his eyes. I look across the arena and see maldir. He stares at me. An involuntary shudder goes up my spine. I feel nauseated. I want to go to my room. But. I can't leave Loki or else...

I push the thoughts of throwing up to the side and sit near sif. After training everyone sits down for a drink. My stomach roils. I hadn't eaten well for a long time and now nausea was becoming a constant companion.

"Akeira?" A voice came. I looked over to Loki.

"Are you ok?" He asks. I nod.

"Perfect " I say.

After another hour of them laughing over the dumbest jokes and me trying to push down the feeling of nausea, Thor finally passed out. Loki laughed as we walked to the room. As we approached his room. I finally couldn't take it. I pushed the door open and ran into the bathroom. I do not know what I puked out, considering I hadn't eaten. But I did puke however.

"Darling. What's wrong?" Loki asked worriedly. He checked my head.

"You're cold" he said as he touched my clammy head.

"No.. it's nothing. Just acidity?" I say. He nods and walks out of the bathroom so he can make the bed for me.

I get up and wash my face at the golden sink. When I look up in the mirror I gasp. I could see him in the mirror!

"Hello puppy " Maldir's voice comes through. I turn to see if he was behind me. Nothing!

When I turned back to the mirror he was gone!

"What happened? " Loki asked. I turned to him flustered.

"N.. no.. nothing.. I'm fine. I'm... I'm fine" I lied ....I'm fine