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Chapter Nine

Chapter Nine

    I stared at Langridge with my mouth wide open. He turned and laughed at my face and then leaning on the balcony for support dove into the story.  "You see I used to work for Odin, the king and Loki's.. Father. My wife and I lived in the castle together in the servants quarters and I was the chef for the royals. It was morning on a Sunday, and I was making breakfast for Thor, when the frost giants attacked Asgard. Odin was utterly unprepared. It was a slaughter and I was in the kitchen, clutching a knife in my hand. I stood in a fearless stance, ready to fight. 

    I was a coward though. I heard screams and battle cries and I was afraid. I was young and didn't know any better. But then I thought of my wife and courage boiled inside me. I sped away towards the quarters as fast as I could, if anyone saw me I would have just been a blur. The frost giants were attacking everywhere and blood covered the walls. Asgardians were fighting back though and we were winning. I searched for my wife but I could not find her anywhere. I started frantically searching the bodies of the fallen, but she was not here. I screamed her name and with my knife killed any frost giants who came towards me. Blood clouded my vision as I got angrier and angrier. I tore apart all the rooms, finding a few scared women but not my beloved wife. A horn thundered through the building and all the frost giants scurried away, jumping out of windows and portals that suddenly appeared. I fell to my knees and screamed again, dropping the knife. Many Asgardians were sent to the hospital and some sadly were dead. The maids that survived cleaned up the blood and bodies and I still searched for her, determined to find her. I became paranoid and imagined her dead, screaming my name in agony. Thoughts haunted me through out the night. I asked for others to help but no one cared about a chefs wife that was missing. I became this raging paranoid bull, having my knife on me at all times and questioning anyone who dared speak to me. I came to Odin and begged for his help, but he just dismissed it and told me my wife was long gone. I screamed at him, angry hot tears streaming from my eyes as I pulled my knife out. Guards immediately surrounded me and I was taken to the dungeons. 

    Not long after the guards flung me in the dungeon a man came with a candle lit outside the bars. It was pitch black except for the light coming from the candle and I recognized who it was immediately. I was Odins son Loki, the God of Mischief. No one had seen Loki in ages, we all thought he was dead after he fell into a black hole off the Rainbow Bridge. He smirked at me and whispered "Not a very smart move, pulling a knife in front of Odin. If you were planning to kill him there are much more appealing ways" Rage started bubbling up inside me but before I could say anything Loki held up a single finger, silencing me. "But I do want to help you find your wife. I can get you right out of here before you are hanged for your treason. I can take you away and you can serve me at my kingdom. Once I am in power we will search for your wife and I am sure we will find her" for a while I was speechless and then I cleared my throat "How do I know you won't betray me?" I asked him. He held his hand out and smiled "You have the word of a former Asgardian prince. If I don't search for your wife once I have the power you can kill me in my sleep."  

    I stood there, shocked at his boldness. "Well? Do we have a deal Sir.... I'm sorry but I do not know your name" he held out a pale hand to me through the rusty bars that confined me. I nodded slowly as I walked towards his outstretched arm. I shook his hand and answered "Langridge". He unlocked the door with a simple word, created a portal and took me here. I've been here ever since." 

    After Langridge was done he abruptly turned and marched out the door calling out "Your room is just down the hall Miss Clark!" before I could say anything. I sighed and walked towards my room, thinking about Langridge's story. I definitely didn't see that coming. Langridge loved his wife so much that he was willing to do anything for her. I hope for his sake that they do end up finding her alive, it would break his heart if they didn't. Jealousy tugged at me. I wanted a love like that. Someone that would search the end of the universe to find you and never give up, even though others told you to.  I easily found my room and stepped inside, looking out the window. I would do anything for a love like Langridge and his wife have. Someone to confide in and understand you like know other. Your other half. It must be killing him being here without her. 

The sun was slowly fading, but not setting yet. I sighed to myself, thinking of Jeremy for the first time since i arrived here. My heart no longer ached when I thought of him. When I pictured his face all I felt was a dull heartbeat. I frowned, wondering why that was. He used to be my whole world and I created many different situations where he would proffess his love to me. I know, I'm creepy. But I hadn't even given the man a single thought since arriving here. My stomach growled fiercely at me, knocking me out of my revere. Dinner must be soon. I sat down in front of the mirror, quickly re-applying make up and fixing my hair. My heart fluttered in excitement, but not because of satisfying my hungry stomach, because I would get to see Loki soon. What was happening to me?