Loki's Runaway Princess

Sudden Danger in Nornheim

tw: brief depictions of attempted violence, suggestive content

You weren't expecting him to react the way he did. It caught you off guard. Most people wouldn't act so nonchalant with a knife pointed towards their neck.

You lunged forward and attempted to plunge your dagger into his abdomen, but he dodged your attack and disappeared into a green curtain of light.

Then, he materialized behind you. "Did you honestly think your dagger could even graze me?" He asked, taunting you and chuckling under his breath.

You felt pathetic, but you had to keep trying. You ran towards him, only for you to go straight through his body, the prince appearing on the other side of you, yet again. He had to have a weakness, but you didn't think you'd have enough time to figure that out right now.

Instead of attacking him again, you took a step back and threw your dagger at the tree next to him, barely missing his face. He didn't blink nor move a single muscle.

Loki snickered, while plucking your dagger out of the tree. "Nice try, princess."

It was only a distraction. You ran for the trees as fast as you could. Maybe he had magic and illusions, but there was no doubt in your mind that you were quicker than him. Running was what you were good at. You sped through the trees and headed west into the forest. You weren't exactly sure where you were going, but you knew that you'd have to come upon another village eventually.

The trees opened up into a clearing with a narrow, streaming river running through the middle. You stopped for just a moment to drink and splash water onto your face.

You felt a presence behind you and slowly turned around, hoping it wasn't Loki. It wasn't. It was a dark and monstrous bear-like creature with huge fangs, and it was taking slow, calculated steps towards you.

You didn't have your dagger anymore, so you had no chance of defending yourself against it. You should've started running again, but you froze in your fear. You were seconds away from being eaten.

It was ready to pounce on you, right as a blade pierced into its chest, causing the bear to fall backwards and plop onto the dirt. You gasped in shock as you watched it lay limp on the ground.

Loki stood there above it, looking down at you, crossing his arms, and shaking his head. He whistled and his horse came galloping towards you. "Get on the horse," he ordered.

You brushed yourself off and faced him. "I'm not going with you."

"No acknowledgement for saving your life? You were on the verge of being ripped to shreds."

"Thank you." You were frozen for another second until you bolted for the trees again, but this time Loki appeared in front of you and you ran right into him. He picked you up and threw you over his shoulders. He might not have had the look of a bulky-muscled warrior like his brother Thor, but he was definitely as strong as one.

"Put me down!" You yelled at him, thrashing around as violently as you could. You only calmed down once he placed you onto the horse as to not scare it. He mounted the horse behind you and it went galloping quickly through the trees, preventing you from trying to jump off.

He ignored all of your pleas to stop the horse for the next few minutes. "We're returning to the nearest village. It's too late to return to Nornkeep or Asgard. It's already nightfall."