The good within-Loki love story

Chapter 2

( Loki's POV)
The morning goes by in a rush, servants rush in and out my room preparing me for the day ahead. Today it was a great honour for the palaces maids that have been put forward to become my servant. My last servant Sasha was to slow and frankly annoying, she didn't survive the last beating I gave her ha she should have been used to them by now. Pathetic maid!

Making my way down to breakfast I encountered the loud oaf that was Thor, "hello brother how nice to see you this morning" ugh why was he so loud and I'm not your brother I thought to my self."hi" I grumbled back unwillingly earning a smile from him.
As we arrive at breakfast splitting our separate ways to get to our respective seats. My side of the table is below where my mother Queen Frigga sits, Thor is below Oden as he's the all fathers favourite and next in line for king.
Plates of fresh bread, exquisite cheeses and chutneys of sorts line the table ready to be eaten, when Oden starts to feast the rest of the hall does to.

Laughing and conversations fill the air to my despise, I prefer silence. I sit eating my meal as nobody tries to start a conversation with me it a bit lonely I guess but that's what I get. The last time someone tried to talk to me at breakfast they came out bruised, since then I get treated like I'm not there. People know now not to talk to me in the morning unless they want to feel my wrath; at lunch's and dinner people will include me in conversation but are careful in what they say.

Once finished food I wander back to my quarters thinking about the upcoming events, not thinking of my surroundings I feel something bum in to my chest and fall to the ground. I gaze down unbothered to see a rather small  servant led on the ground rubbing her head," oh Prince Loki I'm sorry she wasn't looking where she was going" squeaks Gloria a maid who helped practically raise me.
Not taking my eyes of the seeming beautiful maiden on the floor I grumble a "it's fine Gloria she'll just have to learn to be careful or there will be consequences next time". "I'm sorry Prince Loki I'll be more careful next time" a weak but soothing voice sounds from below me. With a grunt I leave.

Mentally scolding myself for thinks a pathetic slave to be beautiful and have such a sweet voice.

As I get back to my chamber I can't help but think about the maid on the floor and how fragile she looked. Shaking those thoughts out of my head i get in to something more presentable to meet the maids and the family's that offer them up to me.