My Guardian. (Loki Laufeyson Fanfiction)

Chapter.3.''Don't.''

Brigid's POV

I walked out of the tavern and back into the huge castle. I walked past the warriors, and I heard a voice shout at me.

"Brigid!" Artemis shouted. 

I turned around to face her and before I could ask what she wanted she asked me:

"What did you told him?" She asked angrily.

"Whoa, there princess hold your horses. What do you want?" I asked her, but I knew what she wanted.

"Look if you are doing this just to make me jelous and angry then-"

"But, it's working." I told her smiking. She glared at me. 

"You know what father-" She continued, thinking that I will fall for that. I used to let her sometimes slip away with that father said or mother said, but not anymore.

"I don't care what father said or about anybody. What makes  you think I would care about you?" I asked her glaring at her.

She thinks I am afraid of him, oh well she is so wrong.

"You think I am afraid of him? Hah, I am not afraid of anybody or anything. And if you forgot, let me refresh your memory, I got kicked out of your beautiful kingdom, because I almost killed him. What in the galaxy makes you think that I won't do it again, to anybody? I do not care if you want to get close to Thor. I care for myself." I said turning and starting to walk away. But, before I did I told her:

"Oh, and Thor is in love with someone else. With a Midgardian." I smirked, knowing that she hates it when a normal person and a god/goddess get mixed together. She doesn't hate the Midgardian but she hates it when some god has something to do with them.

"Oh, and he is not my type." I answered to her walking away.

"What is your type?" Artemis asked, kind of smirking.

I do not know why, but I immediatly thought about Loki. Okay, stop it. Now.

"I like them baddass." I smirked walking away. And she rolled her eyes.

I did not know what to do now. Nothing really to do in Asgard, it's just boring. I looked around and I saw a golden ball that was sat by Odin's throne. I grinned running to it.

Odin's POV

I was standing on the balcony with my hands on it.  Oh, it's beautiful to be a king. I slowly started walking inside, taking my spear, and starting to walk out of the room. The guards opened the door, and in the moment when I got out, they started following me. Like I need them. I can take care of myself. I walked downstairs, and I saw the throne. I walked up to it and I sat down. The feeling was marvelous. It felt great to wake up every morning and to sit on a throne, and be the rightful king of Asgard.

I looked around the huge room, that was golden. No one was in there, everything was peaceful. Until, I saw the girl playing with the golden ball, that was the decoration of my throne. I looked to see that the one was there but the other one wasn't. It was in her she was playing it. I saw her getting out, and I started following her.

What is she doing? I saw her playing with the kids outside. At least a little bit noise.

"She is a weird little goddess isn't she?" I heard Thor ask. 

"Indeed." I answered.

"She kind of reminds me of someone..." He continued.

"Of who?" I asked.