The good within-Loki love story

Chapter 1

(Gemma's pov)

Gemma a simple maid who works in the golden castle of Asgard. Long brown hair with golden tips all most as it had been dipped in the suns rays, cascaded down her slender but muscular back. A perfectly rounded face is complemented with a button nose and slender cheek bones, average size lips with a small bush of pink hints on her cheeks. Sapphire blue  bulbs lit up any room even on the dullest of days. Her small petite figure was a perfect frame for for her body as it seemed to fit her well.

In a small room in the servants quarters of the palace is where my room is, it's nothing special just a half broken bed and a wardrobe for my cloths. The best bit was the view out the window I would often gaze outside upon the villages of Asgard having only been there a few times they seemed teasing to be there.

I guess I have to explain that I was born in the palace, my mother was a maid like me who got pregnant with god knows who and boom now I'm here. Soon after my birth she died it doesn't make me sad I didn't know her so I don't think it's right if i morn someone who I didn't know, The only real family I've had is some of the other staff here; the closet to a mother I've got is Gloria she's been there for me since mum died, she raised me as her own so I owe her my life. Anyway enough about that on with my day.

When I was younger I was told my mother would always say " there's always good in someone it may be hidden deep within"  so I promised my self to find the good in all I come across

As I woke to the busting noise outside my room as I do each morning, all sorts of servants rush round the quarters getting there early duties done. No matter how many people there was in the palace I always felt lonely even with Gloria around I still felt alone. I don't really have friends I've never fit in I guess, but then again who cares for the lonely girl who's practically invisible to those around her.

Walking along the cold stone floor to my wardrobe I suddenly remembered that today was the day that Prince loki was to chose another maid and I was in line for the pick. Sighing as I remember the last servant he had died a brutal death due to a simple mistake.

Grabbing my favourite outfit to be some what presentable to the royal family. I chose a long pink dress with a lacy but not see through upper bit, picking out grey small heals to go with it. Doing my hair up in a neat bun upon my head I was ready for breakfast.

Trotting down the hall way, I find the kitchen with small plates of bead in cheese on it. " I guess it's leftovers for breakfast for today then" I say sadly, you see servants don't get proper meals we just get leftovers from the royal meals.

Slipping back into my chamber with my food I walk over the the window to ponder my thoughts. Slowly eating the bread i savour the taste of the sweet but slightly salty crust knowing it's better than noting at all. Watching the towns form a distant I wonder if I will ever return, if I become Loki's maid would he make me go to them.

A sudden knock on my door pulls me out of the silly day dream I was in. "Come in" I say with a lump of cheese in my mouth so it didn't sound like what it was ment to.
"Ah there you are my child are you ready to see the prince now" Gloria says while peeking round the door. Mumbling a "yes" I reluctantly leave the window with fresh thought of the towns.