Young God | L. Laufeyson

4. Alluring Honesty

The night has been filled with boredom, pain and the loud snore of the male prisoners so far, Aurora sits close to the golden force field on the ground to use the weak light. Everyone's asleep, even her neighbor but in comparison to the others, he's sleeping peaceful and quiet, his face appears almost innocent. That's either his true self behind the walls that he built up or just a trick to let others underestimate him.

The young woman looks away, focusing back on the little notebook that she could keep. Unfortunately, the guards managed to take her gun, space helmet featured with the face mask and most importantly her precious iPod. But at least her travel diary could stay with her. Whilst humming Walkin' After Midnight, she writes down the coordinates of Asgard with the current date.

The diary is her way to memorize all her adventures in details, so far she's been on 10 planets of the whole galaxy and all of them were extraordinary in their own way, offering her experiences no one could possibly imagine. Actually, she planned to visit Terra but the burning wound on her arm reminds her of the reason why plans had changed. Her prayer goes out for Ophelia tonight.

Special event: First imprisonment for a crime that I remember; my neighbor seems to be a high-class asshole; spaceship Sun down :(

Planet analysis: technology level is high (based on magic) and the planet is wealthy; Asgard is in the same solar system as Terra; form of government: monarchy

Aurora stares at the written words, processing them as she lets out a deep sigh. It's still a huge loss for her that she lost her own spaceship, she's got no idea how to leave this planet in case she gets declared as innocent of the crime. After all, it was her home and now it's gone.

While the melody slips through her lips, she does her best to ignore the pain. The wound has got worse, it's almost unbearable, but what should she do? Expect that the Asgardians who think of her as an enemy will help her? Absolutely impossible, not with a King like that.

"You may stop the ridiculous humming, mortal." Loki's sudden voice startles her and the notebook almost slips through her hands, Aurora quickly catches it between her knees.

"I thought you were sleeping." She frowns as she sucks in a deep breath.

Loki still remains on his bed with closed eyes and no movements. "I was."

"Seriously? My humming bothered you? Don't you hear the dreadful snore from the others?" A little groan leaves her lips, not believing that he's just annoyed because of her. "Well, now that you're awake, we can talk. I have lots of questions and I'm bored."

"For Odin's sake, this is madness." Loki mutters and his emerald eyes now shine through the darkness. "What are the necessary requirements for your silence?"

"Answers to my questions. Honest answers." She replies with a little smile, aware that he can't hurt her anyway.

"I suggested you not to pester me."

"That's a nice way to threaten me, there's not much that you can do about it though." Aurora points out with an exaggerated dramatic sigh, referring to the force field that separates them. "I promise that I'll shut up afterwards and let you sleep."

Loki tilts his head to her side skeptically, lifting an eyebrow in the darkness as his eyes bore their way into hers.

"And if I make a promise, I always keep it." She adds convincingly and he lets out an annoyed sigh, now sitting up, knowing she won't stop until he gives in. The fallen prince leans against the wall as he breaks the eye contact. It is not in his nature to give in.