Forbidden Love: A Loki Fan Fiction

Chapter 2

"You're going to go to the dungeons and pay Loki no mind." Aubrey found herself looking in the bathroom mirror drilling this sentence into her mind. It had been a few days since that conversation with Loki, she didn't clean the dungeons every day, she still had her studies to attend to, but she still found herself thinking about the green-eyed prince. He hadn't seemed so evil like everyone around town had been saying, but she knew looks could be deceiving. For all she knew, he was trying to get close to her so he could trick her. And she wasn't about to fall for any of his schemes.

Once again she descended the palace steps and into the dungeon, reminding herself not to even look at Loki, much less talk to him.

"Ah, I see you've returned." He greeted as she walked past his cell, stopping her in her tracks.
Just keep walking, don't even acknowledge him, she told herself, grasping the broom tighter. "I was beginning to think I scared you off?"

"And why would you scare me?" She replied, cursing herself for not standing her ground. But her pride got the best of her and she wasn't about to have the God of Mischief thinking she was afraid of him. "You're the one in a cage, I think I'm perfectly safe."

A smirk crept its way onto the Prince's face. "I am sure Odin has told all of Asgard of my crimes." He stayed as he began to pace in front of her. "Of why he has locked me away, despite his wife's pleas?"

Aubrey held her breath, contemplating her answer. Lying wouldn't get her anywhere, and she was never fond of it. But she also didn't wish to feed into Loki's rage. "He told us of your adventures on Midgard." She replied somberly. "Of how you slaughtered innocent Midgardians and tried to rule over them."

"As is my right, is it not?" He asked, stopping in front of her and studying her reaction.

"A real ruler admits his faults and when he is wrong." She responded boldly, daring to look him in the eyes. His hands folded into fists at her response, not at all liking the answer she gave. "Perhaps you could still be that man." Taking it as her cue to leave, she turned and started to head to the back of the dungeons to start her cleaning for the day.

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Aubrey was happy that she finished cleaning in time to head over and watch the afternoon drills. Thor was training the soldiers, calling out commands and helping teach the new recruits. She hung onto the railing, watching as the soldiers did their exercises, soaking in every bit of information that she could.

"We missed you at morning practice." A voice behind her stated, making Aubrey jump. She turned to see Sif standing behind her, grinning.

"I overslept," Aubrey admitted, more embarrassed than anything. She had been having trouble sleeping since the first discussion with Loki, her nerves and anxiety eating away at her mind. "I did not mean to disappoint."

"You did no such thing." Sif laughed, "It is just unusual for you to miss out on our morning drills, I was worried that you had fallen ill?"

She shook her head, returning her attention to Thor and the other soldiers. "No, I'm not ill, I just did not sleep well. Thank you for your concern though." She smiled, happy that she had a friend but not wanting to say anything about the conversation between Loki and herself just yet. She knew that would upset Sif and she didn't want to cause a scene and distract the soldiers.

Sif smiled, "I hope that you feel better soon then."

Aubrey said her thanks before tearing herself away from the training yard and to the market. She had to pick up supplies for supper tonight, since it was her turn to cook. She wasn't much of a cook, usually she only made something simple like soup. Her sister however was a wonderful cook, always baking bread or muffins for them to eat, or some kind of luxurious meal for dinner. They could always eat in the grand hall with the rest of Asgard, but Aubrey didn't like how rambunctious it got after the men had had their fill of drinks, and her sister didn't want to leave her to have dinner by herself.

Aubrey settled on making a pork roast and some corn for dinner, it was simple enough and she was tired from the days activities. Loki....well he wasn't at all what she had imagined him to be. He was intimidating, that was for sure. But his eyes, there was a sort of sadness that she saw in his eyes. She didn't quite know where the sadness stemmed from, or why she was looking into it as much as she was, but a little part of her felt pity of the prince. Only a little part, and though she couldn't understand why, she knew she must ignore it. The second-prince had done horrible things, what would people think of her if they found out that she felt sorry for him?

Her sister wasn't home when Aubrey finally opened the door, dropping the groceries on the kitchen table before taking a seat at the table herself. She was too tired to stress about where her sister had run off to, for she was always out doing something with her friends or trying to woo a man, so she took the quiet time to start prepping dinner and pour herself a glass of wine.

Surely, if her sister was home, she would be parading her with questions about Loki, questions that she didn't feel like answering any time soon. While her sister thought of the prince as nothing more than a handsome face, Aubrey couldn't stop herself from looking at Loki as a whole. His appearance and his actions, for a person's actions could never be overlooked if you wanted to find the true character of a person. She supposed she would have a lot of time to judge Loki's character-seeing how Odin had banished him there until the foreseeable future. Aubrey shook her head, who was she kidding? It wasn't her job to judge Prince Loki, that had already been done. She shouldn't even want to talk to him, especially when he didn't think he had done anything wrong. That his actions were justified. That thought in and of itself was proof enough of Loki's character.

She took her wine glass and gulped the rest of it down, pushing the prince to the back of her mind. He wasn't her concern, and for all she cared he could rot away in that cell forever. Right now, she needed to focus on putting the pork in the oven and having dinner ready by the time Kali came home from...whatever it was that she was doing.

She wished she could be as outgoing and care-free as her sister, but Aubrey knew the responsibility she had being the eldest, and that she didn't have that luxury of being able to go out and do whatever she liked. While Kali had her studies too, she didn't do any work like Aubrey did to fill in her free time. Kali said that she was only young once and wanted to enjoy the most out of her youth, and that Aubrey should too instead of wasting time cleaning for the King. Aubrey didn't see it that way, she could never be happy just going around mindlessly doing nothing, it would give her head too much freedom to think and dwell on the past. No, she preferred to keep her hands-and therefore her mind-as busy as possible. Though that didn't mean she didn't want to have relaxing days. Sadly, her over-thinking mind would never allow her that.

Instead, she would finish cooking dinner, get her lessons prepared for the next day, go to bed and then repeat it all over again the next day. Anything to forget that day.