Either Loki or any of the rest Marvel characters belong to me. I own only Silmarwen, the clothes and their colour. Also I own the magical weapon that Loki has.

Alfheim, sunrise...

Silmarwen was sleeping. It was a peaceful night. Till….the war bells started to ring unstoppably. Suddenly, someone broke into her room. He was Thor the Odinson. Silmarwen wasn't scared. She grabbed her sword and challenge him. Thor laughed. She hated his laugh, it was a laugh she had heard before. She heard this laugh the day that her parents were murdered. He realized she wasn't focused so he took his hammer and broke her sword…her father's sword…She collapsed. "That was the last thing I had from him" she cried. Thor grabbed her from her arm and pulled her outside. "Tie her with the others! We took our new slaves now we can leave for Asgard."

Asgard…..

Thor wanted to take Silmarwen for his slave. So he walked through her cage and said "You, little elvish queen! You will be my slave." Silmarwen immediately told him "I prefer to die than to serve you!" "Don't play with me little elf" Thor said. Silmarwen stared at him without saying anything. "So be it" Thor said angrily. "Take her to Loki's prison." he said to the guards.

In Loki's prison….

Thor opened the door. Loki looked at him and grinned. "You will have company." Thor said and pulled Silmarwen into the cage. He put her the shackles. "Farewell!" he said and closed the door.

Loki was alone with that strange woman she was a bit tall with red-brown hair and large black eyes. But ,wait, her eyes was changing colour now they are dark purple. She was an elf. Their eyes could change depending their mood. She was wearing an elven dress (like that fs41/f/2009/018/5/a/elven_green_dress_by_ ). It was light blue and purple. He tried his best to communicate with her telepathically. Because he was still wearing the muzzle. "Can you hear me?" he said. "Yes, I can. I am Silmarwen Alfheim's queen. Who are you Loki?" she asked. "I am the rightful king of Asgard. I am king Thor's adopted brother. I am a Jotun." "Oh…I am sorry…"she said. "Don't. You are THE orphan right?" Loki replied. "What do you mean? I am orphan because someone murdered my parents when I was still a baby. But what THE orphan means?" she asked. "Here in Asgard there are stories. Stories for an orphan elf who will bring Ragnarok, the Twilight of the Gods. That is you. You are THE orphan. Because he murdered your parents you will take revenge!" Loki told her. "What? Oh…wait a minute: Who killed them? You know who was. Tell me." she begged."I know who was. My fa…Thor's father, Odin" he said. "NO! I knew that I had heard that laugh before. I was sure. Come on let's escape from this awful prison." she begged again. "Ok. But how?" Loki asked. "You know magic spells right?" she replied. "Yes, but I have the muzzle in my mouth. I can't…" Loki said. "I will free your mouth just try to cover your ears…" she said and looked at him. He was covering his ears. Then she took a deep breath and screamed. It was a piercing voice and she broke his muzzle. He was free.

Loki found the right spell and said "Asthi mrt jakio". The chains unlocked and now only one had left. Silmarwen said Loki to say again the spell and she would shout. The plan worked perfectly the wall collapsed. He was free. She was free. They were free. "What will we do now?" Loki asked. "We will bring the Ragnarok! But, first of all we will go to Alfheim, to make an army!" she said with confidence. "The last time I had an army, it didn't work." Loki replied. "Yep! But this time it will. I will make a filg. It is a magical air-ship. I will fly it by thought." she said and her eyes became fiery red. "I hope it's safe!" Loki whispered. Silmarwen made a flig large enough for 3 or 4 men. They got in and left for Alfheim