A Royal Tale (Loki fanfiction)

Prologue

The princess returned from the orphanage fatigued and weary.

"Athera, would you like me to draw a bath for you?" I asked politely, timidly using her first name since she had asked me to do so.

"That would be wonderful Isa" she said quietly, almost a whisper. When I was first brought to the palace I was terrified, since many of the high born people were cruel and unjust, but when I ended up with the princess I knew things would be okay. Athera was a righteous and mannerful lady. She always kept a hard exterior, often intimidating people despite her well known compassionate and charming personality that the kingdom fell in love with. However as her full time maid you were there when the cracks showed, underneath her hard exterior lay a emotional and sensitive girl, never having recovered from losing her mother. Her powers were seen as gifts by many but I only ever saw them as a burden. She contained a force within her so strong she could easily wipe an army out, but it was the mind reading that was her problem. Within a single glance of her deep violet eyes, Athera could read every thought and memory that had ever existed in anyone's mind, but she wasn't able to control it, and she bared the weight of people's pain, losses and anxieties. It was no surprise that every night she would wake up from her dreams in terror, the nightmares reciprocals of people's memories. Yet still she managed to put a smile on for her father and her people, maintaining her highly respected reputation.

"Isa, I forgot to tell you, my father is sending me to Asgard to learn about how different kingdoms are ruled. Would you please come with me?" She asked, waking me from my thoughts.

"Of course my princess" I replied, trying to hide the excitement from my voice. As a child i'd heard stories about Asgard, about the two young princes. Athera chuckled as she looked at me, seeing my excitement and my hidden affection for Thor.