Hey, guys! Long time, no see? Well, writing? Haha, yeah… Well, this is a little thing I had layin around on my iPhone, so I decided to edit and write it all [: It may jump around a bit, but that's just how I wrote it. I would love to hear your opinion, creative criticism is welcomed [:
Hope you enjoy!
DISCLAIMER: I don't own Thor, or it's characters. Only my lovely Florence belongs to me.
Florence is just a common girl in Asgard, a mere servant to the royal family. Except, the fact she's part Asgardian part mortal. Her mother was a mortal who had fallen for an Asgardian soldier, and here she was. She was taken to Asgard for protection, since it was illegal for a mortal and Asgardian to be together, let alone have a child. She had long, curly brown hair that spilled over her shoulders and down her back, striking grey eyes, and creamy pale skin with barely any flaws. Her beauty always seemed to mesmerize people around her, which was probably a reason why she had so many friends in Odin's castle. The first time she met the princes, Thor and Loki, she had been 11, and they were about 13. She was out in the garden, taking a break from her daily duties.
The garden was a beautiful, open place, always glowing and buzzing with life. There were various colors of flowers like gold, red, orange, pink, and many many others. They always seemed to catch Florence's attention, and mystified her.
She was sitting on a small stone bench, her hands in her lap, playing with a small gold flower with red on its edges. The petals were delicate and soft like velvet, it was a very fragile flower. If she held it to tight it would wither away in her palm.
She hummed a song she vaguely remembers from Midgard. Her mother had a small box that played it when you wound it up. She would play it before Florence went to bed, and sing along to it. But the words had escaped Florence's mind. Suddenly, she heard a rustling, and turned, her humming stopping. When she did not see or hear anything she shrugs and continues humming to herself softly.
"You have a beautiful voice." Someone says from behind her. She stood up and whirled around, the small flower slipping through her fingers. Her eyes met a set of green emerald eyes.
"I-I, um, apologies, your majesty." She stutters, recognizing Loki almost instantly. He smiles, laughing lightly, making small goose bumps rise on her arms.
"No need for apologies. I am Loki, prince of Asgard." He says, bowing slightly. Florence curtsied, bowing her head.
"It's a pleasure to meet you, Prince Loki." She says. Loki smiles, studying her.
"And your name?" he says as she stood straight.
"Florence, your Majesty." She says meekly. His smile widens, thinking her nervousness was just adorable. His smile wanted to make her melt.
"It's an honor meeting you, Florence. And please, call me Loki." He smiles and takes her hand, placing a light kiss on the top of her hand. It felt like a butterfly hand barely landed on her hand then flown off. Light, free, but still meant something meaningful.
It was 12 years later and Florence was now 23 and Loki was 25. It was Thor's coronation day, and everyone was gathered in the throne room. Florence stood in the crowd beside Lady Sif and Florence's other friend Lifa. As Thor walked down the aisle in the middle of the room, people started to applaude and cheer. Florence claps along with them and looks up, spotting Loki beside Queen Frigga in his deep green, black and gold outfit. He must've caught her looking at him because he smiled, and winked. She looks away, her cheeks turning a light pink. After all those years, her and Loki had grown close, and for some reason he can still make her blush by even looking at her. Whenever Thor reached the base of the throne and bowed, Odin began to speak. Florence slowly drifted away, her gaze falling on Loki, who was still looking at her.
After a few seconds his eyes flickered away, a small smile on his lips. Florence couldn't help but smile herself and looked away. Suddenly, Odin said something that snapped Florence to reality.
"Frost Giants."
Everyone sprang into action, leaving the hall or going opposite directions. Sif grabs Florence's arm when she tried to go after Loki.
"Stay here, Florence. Let then take care of this, I am sure it's nothing." She says assuringly. Florence nods, but not thoroughly convinced. Lifa tugs her arm lightly,
"Come, Flor, we must get back to our duties." She says. Florence sighs and follows her silently, glancing back just in time to see Loki disappear from behind the corner.
Hope you enjoyed the first part! Next one will be up very soon! [:
-katielovessherlockandloki