My Sweet Flame

Chapter 7. Red and Green

Frigga and I walked around the side of the hedges and down a short path into the grass.

At the end of it stood the princes. Two wooden swords laid on the ground behind them, and a book was lying on the nearby bench. Slowly, we made our way through the grass until Frigga stopped. I turned and looked up at her, but she only nodded encouragingly at me.

Oh, I thought, I'm going to do this on my own.....

I walked forward by myself and as I approached, the boys exchanged a smile and the blonde one stepped forward.

"Hi." He smiled, "I'm Thor, Son of Odin."

The other boy stepped forward as well, with a small bow, "I'm Loki." He motioned to Thor, "Thor is my brother."

"I'm Y/N. It's a pleasure to meet you both." I curtseyed. Frigga laid a soft hand on my shoulder.

"Now, You three are to be friends. Please try to be civil you two." She smiled and eyed Loki, "No pranks."

Loki sighed playfully towards his mother, as if defeated. Frigga laughed and began back towards the palace.

"Do you like swords?" Thor asked me.

"Oh Yes! Very much!" I thought for a moment, "Would you like to see mine?"

The two boys nodded in delight as I called one of my lightsabers to me from across the castle. It flew into my open hand, igniting at my touch.

"You're a Jedi Knight!" Loki exclaimed. "Only they carry laser-swords!"

"I suppose so," I tucked the sword into the pocket of my dress, "It isn't official, though...I'm still a Padawan learner."

"Have you been in many battles?" Thor asked.

I shook my head, "Only one. It was a short battle, but it had great costs. My master died to protect me. Her dying wish was for me to take the trials early and become a knight. And then I ended up here!"

"I'm sorry about your master," Loki said.

I smiled and shook my head. "No, that's okay. If she hadn't sacrificed herself, I wouldn't have met you two."

We began playing with the wooden swords and getting to know each other.

At dinner, we sat together and continued our conversations from before. We went on like this for weeks, and soon, we had become inseparable. We played pranks, strolled through the gardens and the courtyards, went to shops, visited Heimdall, and played with swords constantly. I even received a horse. He was black as midnight, and I decided to name him Prometheus. I missed cooping myself up in my dorm with a pile of books, but it was a wonderful trade to have two best friends who understood me. Soon, it was quite clear that I was the goddess of music, but the princes earned their godly titles several years before I earned mine.

Weeks turned into months, and those months turned into years. But, little to my knowledge, my time on Asgard would come to an abrupt end.