The would be king.

I would usually be awoken by everyone in the castle pottering their were around however today for some reason it was the silence of my surroundings that caused me to wake. It my dark green silk night dress I climbed my way out of my bed and out my chamber door where usually two Asgardian guards would stand watch as my protectors today they're was no one there. Had a missed something important? I walked my way around the castle corners frantically making my way to Loki's room, as I turned the final corner I seen him, a dark figure no larger than any normal Asgardian god he was stood just at the entrance to the balcony.

"Excuse me?" I called "Excuse me!?" he turned around and began walking towards me "Hello?" he didn't speak he just came close to me walking quite fast I stud there and tried to fathom out who exactly it was charging relentlessly towards me as he came closer his features became more recognizable. I knew him. I knew who he was. He was close now, very close and he hadn't responded still... and then it happened. I felt a sharp pain shudder through my entire system, I took a deep breath inwards and my eyes widened.

He'd got so close so fast and he'd been holding something, it was a sword but not any normal sword it was extraordinarily long and it pierced my skin with such an intense force that I felt I was being ripped apart.

"Loki!" I screetched as loud as i possibly could my hands holding my wound, "Loki! Please" I felt my body cascade to the floor and all of a sudden I heard the door of my chamber swing open and bang of the wall with a mighty thud, I was back in my chamber but the pain hadn't stopped in fact it was getting worse, much worse, I couldn't open my eyes and I felt my body go into a state of shock.