Asgard awaits its next king, and with him, a queen chosen not by heart, but by treaty. Engaged to Thor, the valiant future ruler, a princess from Vanaheim steps into a destiny she never desired. Her marriage is a political necessity, a bond meant to ensure the fragile peace between realms.
But peace is a distant whisper when Loki, the enigmatic God of Mischief, fixates on her from their first meeting. Drawn into a dangerous, illicit affair, their stolen glances and secret trysts deepen into an unstoppable love. Thor, blinded by duty and a growing affection for another, observes her newfound happiness with a king's suspicion, noticing his brother's fierce protectiveness.
With the wedding looming and family secrets threatening to erupt, Loki desperately searches for an escape, a loophole in fate itself. Can he break the binds of an arranged marriage, challenge the Allfather, and claim the woman he loves, even if it means tearing Asgard apart?
What could come of a forced marriage to the God of Mischief? The road is uphill in this fantasy romance, with enemy-lovers and slow burn dynamics.
This is a fanfiction centered on the character of Loki and the world of Asgard.
The story was originally written in Italian; this is a translation, but I can't guarantee it's good... if you have suggestions for improvement, let me know!
I hope you enjoy it,
happy reading!
Disclaimer: The characters and the narrative universe belong to their respective creators. This is fanfiction written for entertainment purposes and not for profit. I do not own the rights to Marvel or its characters.