My Queen

Six

One you reached the peak of the hill you could see the bustle of Asgardians going about their daily business.

"It's beautiful," you breath out, astounded at the sheer greatness of it all.

Loki slapped the reins, racing down the hill. You arrived at what looked like a market, stalls full of colourful trinkets.

A few people noticed Loki and Thor and bowed out of respect, you felt slightly embarrassed with all the attention.

"Long live the King!" A civilian shouts.

Loki leaned back whispering, "I remember when they wanted me dead."

Your eyes widened.

Loki dismounted the horse and reached up to help you.

Thor and Jane had already rushed ahead, completely ignoring the fact that you guys existed. Loki sighed and tied the horses reins to a fence post.

"You're just leaving your horse?" You ask.

"No one would dare take my son," Loki sneers, glancing at the citizens nearby.

"I'm sorry, what?" You ask, thinking you heard wrong.

"It doesn't matter," Loki mutters, heading towards a stall selling oil paintings.

You look around in awe, you could buy almost anything here!

You wander towards a large booth with beautiful bracelets and necklaces on display. They were like nothing you've ever seen, it's like they were something out of a museum. You were examining a particularly gorgeous necklace when you realized that they probably don't accept U.S. dollars. You were about to leave the booth when Loki appears beside you.

"I'll buy that necklace good sir," he says, pulling out a small sac of coins.

"No no, you don't have to-" you stammer.

"I insist. One of the perks of being Royalty is that I'm rich," Loki says with a handsome smile. He clasps the beautiful emerald necklace around your neck.

"Thank you," you whisper, staring at the beautiful jewels in the mirror.

Loki led you to a little area with benches and a little stage. There was a play going on, children gathering all around to watch. You snickered at the overly dramatic acting, it was just too bad. The soon show came to an end, the actors bowing and thanking the audience.

"I'll have to show you one of my favorite stalls," Loki says as you followed him trough the crowd.

Loki stopped at a huge stall fill of cloaks and capes.

"I've adored this shop since I was young," Loki explains. "We're getting you a cloak so you don't freeze again."

"Stop wasting your money on me!" You shout, chasing Loki into the stall after him.

Beautiful silks and brightly colored wools surrounded you, you sighed softly as your finger brushed a cotton,  cream colored shaw.

"I need something nice and warm as well as a formal cloak for this lovely lady," Look says the the shop owner.

The associate looked at you before pulling out a cloak, you look at it, blown away with the detailed stitching. The lining was thick, black wool while the outside was a decorative green silk. You tried it on, spinning to see it flutter out.

"It's amazing!" You cry. "Thank you so much your Majesty!"

"I told you to call me Loki," he says.

"Ah there you are!" Thor calls. "Jane and I are gonna stop and get lunch at the tavern. Would you guys like to come?"

You nod eagerly, you were starving.

-

The tavern was dark and loud. Almost every square inch of the bar was filled with huge burly men. You would be lying if you said you weren't nervous.

You were seated at a table and immediately served beer. You eye the huge mug, full to the brim, feverishly.

Watching Thor and Jane down theirs, peer pressure kicked in and you downed your glass in one gulp. Loki stared at you with wide eyes.

"Another!" Thor shouts, throwing his cup to the ground, causing you jump in fright.

"Oh I forgot to tell you," Jane says, suppressing a burp. "When they like something they break it here."

"I agree, it's quite vulgar," Loki mutters, magically refilling his mug.

You laugh and raise your hand to ask for another drink, too shy to break the cup.

"What are you doing?" Loki asks, staring at your hand in the air.

"I'm raising my hand to ask for another drink," you explain.

"You could have asked," Loki says, snapping his fingers.

Your cup was full again and you downed the old-style mead. You weren't much of a drinker so you got drunk after two and a half drinks.

"Man, she has no stomach," Thor says with a thunderous laugh.

"Babe, you're down after like five," Jane points out.

"We should take her back to the castle," Loki says, trying not to blush as you lied on his shoulder.

Everyone agreed and headed for the exit after paying. Loki was trying to guide you back to your ride, without letting you fall.

Once you got back to the horse, Loki mounted and reached down to put you in his lap. You giggle, leaning back into his muscular frame.

"You're hot," you mumble, reaching back to feel his toned abs.

Loki blushed bright red and took off towards the castle. You were tucked in and put to bed, a different man was guarding you in your slumber, this time, outside your door.