Two Weeks Later
"A ball? You're pulling my leg."
"I can assure you Lorien, that I am not touching your leg." Tove mused, pursing her lips in confusion. A sigh escaped my lips.
"It's uh, it's a Earth saying. Kinda like saying someone's joking or making something up." I attempted to explain, Tove's eyes lightened as she understood.
"I understand." She chirped, "well then, I can assure you that I am not pulling your leg?"
"Alright, but who it their right mind decided to throw a ball for me?" I murmured angrily. A ball means I have to wear a dress, and I am NOT going to wear a dress especially with this mark cov—
"I believe that it was Thor and the Allfather." Käro mused. My gaze shot to the massive wolf lying on the floor across the room. "I was told that Thor wanted to celebrate your recovery and Odin suggested celebrating your day of birth as well.
"How the heck did he know my birthday?" I exclaimed.
"Correct me if I'm wrong, but wasn't it the Allfather that found and sent you to Midgard." Käro sighed, I rolled my eyes at his tone. Shortly after I had woken up, it was explained to me that seeing that Käro was still bound to the mark, he and Loki had came to the agreement that Käro would be my Guardian of sorts. Basically he would protect me because if I got hurt—Käro got hurt.
Which was all fine and dandy except one little thing—Käro matched my level of sarcasm and sass.
"Touché, Käro."
"I don't know why you aren't excited Lorien! Mother and I picked out several beautiful dresses for you. And besides, a ball is a wonderful opportunity to meet new people." Tove laughed, her smile stretched clear across her face.
"Well, dresses aren't really my thing. You know that." I whined, falling back against my bed. Tove let out an annoyed sigh before pushing herself up onto the bed so that she was standing.
"Just this once, pleaseeeeee?" She begged, pouting out her bottom lip. I groaned as I covered my face to block out her attempted puppy dog eyes. "Please?"
"Fine." I grumbled under my breath, uncovering my face so I could glare at her. Tove cheered and jumped off the bed.
"I promise you won't regret this."
~*~
I stood staring at myself in a floor length mirror—confused as the cliché thought drifted through my head. Who's reflection was I looking at, because it surely couldn't have been mine.
Faline had picked a dress that was a deep, forest green in color and fell to my feet—brushing occasionally on the floor. It had what I believed to be called a sweetheart neckline and the straps covered most of my shoulders.
Tove had done my hair, pulling up pieces from the front and braiding it around the back of my head. She also braided several other random pieces in the back as well.
When they finished, I really couldn't recognize myself.
"I-It's beautiful." I stammered, glancing over at Tove and her mother.
"I told you." Tove snapped playfully before Faline gently smacked the back of her daughter's head. "What? It's true."
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Into Darkness
Fanfiction(Sequel to Loki's Sister) After defeating Thanos, Lorien travels with her brothers back to Asgard in hopes of finding the cure for the mark of death. When they discover that the only being that can reverse the spell, is hidden on Earth, they realiz...
