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During the Chitauri Invasion back in 2012, Y/N L/N met the god of mischief in person. After fighting against the weird creatures to save her students, she was saved by Loki as an act of compassion.
It seemed that there was more to h...
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》Y/N's POV
I wake up feeling my head pound as if it was hit by a rock. I look up to find the cocoon like thing that helps me sleep over me, which means I'm in my room.
The thing is that I have no memory of walking myself to bed.
I cast the thing off and sit up in bed. I realize I'm still wearing yesterday's clothes. I start to question how I got here. Did I get drunk? Did I make a fool of myself? Am I in trouble? What happened last night?
I get out of bed and go to the washroom. I take off the dress and take a shower to try and calm my nerves.
I must act as if nothing happened even if my mind is on fire.
Once out of the warm bath, I dress in my uniform, pull back my hair and arm myself up as usual. I go have breakfast with the soldiers like every morning, no one mentions a thing of last night so I start to calm down a bit.
After I eat I make my way to Loki's room. I just hope that today we can finally start our research as planned. Hopefully there will be no more attacks.
I knock on the door to Loki's room to let him know I'm here, and open the door.
When I walk in he's eating breakfast and reading a book that has English lettering.
"Morning your highness." I say coming in and closing the door behind me.
"Good morning," Loki says monotonously as he keeps his eyes glued to his book.
I come over to him and sit down right in front of him.
"Loki, do you know if I got really drunk last night? Did I do anything stupid?"
Loki's green eyes still focus on the pages and I wonder what's so interesting that has him spaced out. "Don't worry, you didn't really do anything abnormal, and you were most certainly not drunk."
I sigh in relief, but one question still lingers in my mind, "Then how did I get to my room? The last thing I remember is having this horrible headache and I was at the table with you, Thor and his friends. I know I completely blacked out at some point and next thing I know I'm awake in my bedroom."
Loki finally closes his book, looking at me with intensity. I can't help but hold my breath at his cold gaze. "Well you were not yourself last night. We were at the table and I was engaging in an interesting conversation with my former friends, I felt your presence leave our table. I followed you through the crowd to Odin's treasure room."
I feel a sudden cold rush through my veins as I try to remember at least a little of what might have happened.
"You were reaching for the tesseract,"
I frown at that, "Tesseract?"
"It's a blue cube with great powers. It is dangerous in wrong hands." There's a darkness clouding Loki's eyes that makes me tremble a little. "It is one of Odin's most treasured possessions. You wanted the thing and I tried to stop you from reaching it. We fought until I managed to stop you from potentially shredding me to peices and you just slumped up in defeat, you passed out completely."
