Skye [Loki]

Chapter 8 | Angels and Venomous Spite

Chapter 8 | Angels and Venomous Words

Cheerfully trotting down the spiral staircase on her way to the royal kitchen, Skye had been thinking of nothing but Loki since she left the library.

She had originally awoken to solitude, frowning in heartache as she glanced around trying to find the raven haired prince she so dearly cherished, but located a perfectly well hand written note instead.

Dearest Skye,

I will think of nothing but you until we meet again this evening. No doubt my mother will acquire your assistance, so I bid you good day until finish your royal duties. Until we meet again, I wish you well my love. Perhaps we can talk after tonight's festive banquet.

Loki

Smiling like an overjoyed child, she clasped her dress, raising its hem so she wouldn't trip while descending down the remaining stairs. Suddenly letting the fabric go, she neared the end of the steps, walking through the kitchen doors to complete Queen Frigga's meal alterations.

Gazing upward, Skye shot the kitchen maid a greeting smile before cheerfully walking toward her humble form. Skye didn't recognise this young girl, but knew she had to be the person she was looking for.

"Well aren't you in high hopes this day, Miss?" The blonde haired maiden happily greeted. Her face was dirt bound, her uniform covered in ash and soot as if she'd been lighting fires all day. Skye couldn't help but notice he glimmers within her eyes that she was something different entirely.

"Indeed, I am." Skye happily replied. "You wouldn't happen to know who to talk to about the food alterations. I am here on behalf of her Majesty Queen Frigga."

"Oh, right!" The young girl nervously mumbled. "You must be Miss Skye? Her Majesties lady-in-waiting?" She anxiously curtseyed before raising her head. Only then did Skye notice how blunt and casual this young girls words were. "I am Valery, the new kitchen maid." She gingerly replied.

"Pleasure to make your acquaintance, Valery." Skye bowed her head in return. "So do I talk to you about...?" Skye mumbled, pulling the list of dietary necessities from the apron pocket at the front of her dress.

"I'd be more than happy to settle these requests." Valery politely extended an arm with a stunning smile. Skye couldn't help but give her the list of demands, smiling as she did.

"You have no idea how grateful I am to you." Skye confessed as Valery read the pristine handwriting upon the crusty surface of the paper.

"Of course you'd be grateful!" A lethal voice interrupted the polite conversation, causing them to turn and glance at the intruder. "Nobody befriends you, Harlot!!!" At the sly and hurtful words of Tydriss, Skye lowered her head in shame as tears threatened to escape her eyes. Tydriss was one of the maids that constantly liked to make her life agony.

"Hey, you have no right to call her that!" Valery stepped forward, prepared to defend Skye as Tydriss moved further into the kitchen.

"I'd be silent, if I were you new-comer or I could make your life a living hell!" Tydriss threatened, her beastly eyes darkening as her manly figure moved through the room.

"I don't care what you do or say to me. You've obviously got your own pair of balls beneath your skirt, so why don't you pick on someone your own size!" Valery grilled in a sudden burst of anguish.

"WHY YOU LITTLE-"

"Touch her and I'll mention this to her majesty the Queen!" Skye stepped in as Tydriss harshly gripped the front of Valery's dress, pulling her forward in complete revenge.