Asgardian Lovers: PrologueAsgardian Lovers: Prologue by Mind-Wolf
It was a beautiful day in the golden city; the sun glistened along the seas that stretched from port to port. One day, two boys were born; they were brothers, Thor and Loki. They grew up to be strong warriors. Loki, a trickster and manipulator of magic. Thor, a strong man who wielded the power of Mjölnir.
It was the day Odin was to pick one of his sons to be king of Asgard, Loki and Thor were getting ready for the ceremony where Odin would announce one of his sons names.
Thor was straightening his cape when he saw his brother, Loki, walk into the room.
“Ah, hello dear brother, are you ready for the ceremony?” Thor asked.
Loki gave a small but nervous nod, “Are you ready?” Loki asked in a soft timid tone, “Thor, I have a confession to make” Loki said.
Asgard's Princess: Chapter 6Asgard's Princess: Chapter 6 by the-elemental-writer
Thora took a deep breath and smiled at her reflection. She had her handmaiden curl her golden hair into loose ringlets and she wore a fine silver and red gown. Although it was only for dinner in the banquet hall, Thora felt as though she owed it to herself to dress up. She couldn’t be frightened anymore – after all, the Jötuns had been killed. But the thought still frightened her. If she hadn’t of killed those monsters what would they have done to her?
There was no way she could have been raped without turning to ice… But would they still have tried? Would they have abducted her or simply killed her right away? Did Laufey want her for some purpose or was it just the act of a couple sick Jötuns?
Subconsciously Thora stuck her hand out for Mjölnir and the hammer came flying into her grasp. She twirled it in the air a couple of times before setting it down and heading out her chamber doors towards the banquet hall.
She hadn’t seen Loki since th
Asgard's Princess: Chapter 5Asgard's Princess: Chapter 5 by the-elemental-writer
Loki smiled as he rolled over, his silky sheets caressing his bare body. He hardly ever slept with garments on. Asgard produced fine silk and being a prince, he could afford as much as he wanted. His bed housed golden and green silken blankets and sheets. He had the softest mattress Asgard could provide and dozens of pillows. Loki believed that if one wanted to showcase his wealth, one should have an extravagant bed, which is exactly what Loki did.
He slowly opened his eyes, the early morning light shining through his open terrace. He pushed himself off of the bed and stepped onto the floor. He grabbed a pair of black cotton pants and put them on before walking out onto his terrace. He breathed in the morning air and smiled. The golden rays of the sun warmed his face and made him think of Thora.
Loki wondered how she had faired through the night. He wondered if she had slept at all. He sighed and headed back into his chambers, quickly running his fingers through his jet black hair and