Golden

Loki...

The boy with eyes of pure emerald and the skin of silk. Buttery soft lips and hair as dark as night. But the heart of a stone cold monster.

I saw him murder countless giants. Granted it was his duty as the prince of Asgard. Regardless, he slaughtered hundreds with a smile on his face.

I hate how much I love him. And I hate how much he hates me. I'm just his handmaiden. The irritating girl who interrupts his playtime with other woman for his laundry. Being his handmaiden is tough.. The only time I ever see him is when I'm doing his chores, that's what makes it all worth it in the end.

Asgard is as pure as gold; and so are the citizens. But could Asgards very own prince be plotting against the realm? I have to stop Loki. Before it's to late...