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You were the Queen of a land, a land outside of the nine realms. A land where all are welcomed and treated as equals. Loki had somehow landed on your planet, and your loyal guard brought him to you.
The large silver door opened, silently. You sat upon your throne, a tall, silver chair, with green ribbon and cushion.
In walked a tall handsome mam behind your loyal guard, Thaddeus, he wore green, black and silver robes, with gold armour. He was Ausguardian. His vision was directed downwards, starring at the black tile. When he gazed up at you, his mouth fell slightly in shock. You were beautiful. The most beautiful he had seen.
"I am Queen Y/N of Vaddurus. State your name and realm." You spoke in a rich, silky voice, a smile abroad your face.
"I am Loki, son of Odin, of Asguard, it is an honour to meet you, my queen." Loki knelt below you.
"Please, no formalities, rise, Loki, son of Odin. Welcome to Vaddurus. What is mine, is yours."
