My name is Krystal. I'm Malekith's daughter. I had been with him for 2 years. When I was 5 after he took me from my home on Jotunheim with my uncle, the reason being my mother died giving birth to me. That's right, I'm a female frost giant, the last, but that's not all. I was infused with the power of the Casket Of Ancient Winters, therefore I could produce the most lethal ice and snow, I was told it was because I'm part dark elf and was decided to be strong enough to hold such strength.
Now I am sitting in a cell rotting, because of Odin. That's right just as I had started to settle in on Svartalfheim and I'm taken at the age of 7 to live in a cell in the asgardian dungeons. Why? Because I'm a threat, a girl who is the spawn of Asgard's enemy, even though I've done nothing wrong my whole life. As a girl I dreamed of this place, now I dream of its destruction, I dream of watching Odin and Thor rot.
It was almost possible as the dark elves attacked a couple days back, except the only one killed, was the only person who cared, Frigga. Malekith killed her, she was the one who gave me all the furniture in my cell. She said, I was a princess in her eyes, so she treated me like one, the only reason I'm still sane, she also convinced the guards to allow me a small curtained dressing room so I could have some privacy, as being the only girl wasn't easy. I hadn't quite learned the whole, magic appearance stuff like changing my hair and clothes whenever I wanted.
Now I'm 21 and still sit alone in the dungeons. My long black and blue hair was curled and sat to the back and I was wearing a royal blue top with black shorts.
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I was sat reading a book, it was something to do with magic, an orphan girl who went from orphan in rags to a lady in a huge house with gowns and all. That's when the doors opened, that meant two things these days, new prisoner, or execution.
I stood up and watched as a Royal looking man was dragged in. He had Raven black hair, emerald green eyes and his clothes were a mix of black, green and gold. That's when I realised this was Loki, prince of Asgard, son of Frigga. He was also known to be quite violent, and if he found out or knew I was Malekith's daughter, he would most likely kill me for his revenge on my father.
I watched as they walked down the steps, smirking slightly at the sight of the prince, I then looked around and noticed there wasn't a single cell free, this made me think. What if we have to share! I have the biggest cell and these guys don't exactly care if I'm the only girl. I watched as they walked up to my cell one guard separating from the rest to look at me. "What?" I snapped. He just stared in response. "Try anything, we will have you killed," he said, pressing the button to open my cell. I contemplated running but realised they had the cell surrounded, after my last trick they took no chances, their blades being accompanied by flames.
