Celestial Stories

When Luna is rescued by the so called dark prince of asgaurd she wonders whether there is more to prince Loki than lies and mischief.

Disclaimer; I don't own Thor the movie or anything else.

The ballroom was magnificent. Elegant men and women in expensive and colourful clothing laughing and drinking. It had started out as a sophisticated civilised royal gathering but as the store of mead decreased the level of noise and general rowdiness had increased tenfold.

As she watched the women twirling around in their vivid colours Luna sighed. Her servants outfit was plain white and long. Not that it was ugly or unflattering in fact she quite liked it but looking at the vivid colours and expensive gems that the guests donned it just looked infinitely plain.

She came from a family of average wealth but she was excellent at making dresses. Her mother had thought her and it was something they had enjoyed doing together before she had become ill passed away. Since then Luna had been lucky to get a job working at the palace. Although lucky as she knew she should feel she couldn't help but grimace as she went to fetch some more jugs of mead and wine.

She made her way back through the crowds skilfully balancing the jugs as she was jostled by the drunken guests. She noticed in the corner of the room someone was stood. Half shrouded in darkness at the edge of the ballroom looking more closley she realised it was prince Loki. Dressed in a black cloak with deep green embellishments. He watched the festivities with intelligent eyes and wore an expression of resigned boredom.

Just then his eyes flickered to hers and she realised she was staring. She quickly turned blushing and continued to squeeze through the crowd hoping he hadn't properly seen her. She wondered why he looked so glum surely he should be enjoying the party. He seemed as though he would rather be anywhere else. Her musings were interupted by someone shouted at her from behind for more mead and she found herself wholeheartedly agreeing with the impassive prince.

It was late at night when her shift was over. She was exhausted and her feet ached. She left the palace and was glad to be away from the stuffy room. It was cold and she walked briskly across the palace grounds. Rowdy laughter pierced the quiet night and ahead to her left lingering by the palace gates a stumbling man.

Suddenly feeling nervous she picked up her pace keeping her head down. Out of nowhere a hand hit her face with such force it knocked her to the ground. She screamed and felt a stinging pain shoot across her face. He looked down at her she smelled alcohol on him. Terrified she lashed out kicking and hitting the man. He grunted and slapped her again across the face. Kneeling down on her stomach. She saw his leering face blurred by tears of pain. She closed her eyes.

Then the weight disappears abruptly. Is he gone ? Afraid to open her eyes in case he's there. she quickly scrambled to her knees and spots him lying apparently unconscious a few meters away from her.

Shaking with fear and confused she stared at him for a moment trying to figure out what had just happened. A light touch on her shoulder she jumps.

"Are you ok ?" A soft quiet voice asked sounding concerned. She turned to the voice and found prince Loki looking down at her. She jumped up in shock only to find her legs too weak to stand. strong arms caught her as she fell forward.

As she felt the strength flow back into her legs. She thought how surreal the whole experience was. She had just been attacked and a prince had saved her. Just like in one of her books though in reality it couldn't be more unlike that. Her mind still felt fuzzy but it was beginning to clear. She hastily cleared her throat and inclined her head respectfully.

"Yes your highness I'm fine thank you for ..." she couldn't think of a way to finish the sentence. Her face was wet from tears and stung where he had hit her.

"What is your name" he asked

"Luna" she told him

"Your bleeding" he observed gesturing to her forehead."Come back to the castle"

She nodded silently wishing she could just go home. What did he want. She glanced back at the man on the ground. She swallowed nervously.

"Is he dead ?" She asked hesitantly.

He followed her gaze and stared at the heap in disgust.

"No unfortunately he is simply unconscious"

The prince supported most of her weight as they made their way slowly back to the castle. He aided her gently her legs still slightly wobbly from the ordeal.

She thought she should feel nervous at being in such close proximity to a prince but something about his presence made her feel safe. A few drunkards who were loitering around the palace doors backed away as Loki led her through. He didn't seem to notice this. Or maybe he was used to it.

The noise grew louder as they traveled through the hall. A door adjacent to them flung open and Thor stumbled out clearly intoxicated with a pretty blond lady on his arm.

"Ah brother !" He said upon noticing Loki" I'd wondered where you'd gone and who's this ?" he slurred looking at her in surprise.

"I'm sure you did" loki replied rolling his eyes "This is Luna she's been injured I'm taking her to get cleaned up" She self-consciously put a hand to her forehead and found it was still bleeding.

Thor didn't appear to be listening anymore "Yes well must get back to the feast"

"Yes I wouldn't want to deprive the guests of your presence any longer how would they survive" he said sarcastically.

She suppressed a smile at his comment and watch as the couple stumbled back into the hall the girl giggling idiotically.

They reached the hospital room. It was empty. "Where are all the healers ?" She asked.

"At the ball"

He walked across the room. She sat on the nearest bed it was so strange. Why was he bothering to do this. She may have expected this of Thor or one of the warriors but the God of mischief and lies ? Then she felt bad for thinking this. It's what anyone would do help an injured person of course he would help her. She scolded herself mentally for judging him so harshly.

She knew very little of the younger prince. He seemed more reserved and quiet than Thor but then again who wasn't. She seldom spotted him at the large feasts she often served at and if she did see him he was not amongst those who got drunk and stayed till the morning.

"It seems the entire palace has decided to join in the festivities"

He came back with a peice of linen and a small bowl of water. "may I ?"

She nodded mutely surprised. Unexpectedly he reached up and ran his hand over the wound. She flinched away from him bringing her hand to her forehead brushing back her long brown hair to find no wound. She prodded her head gently with her fingers , no pain.

"Wow was that magic ?" she asked unable to stop herself. She had always been fascinated by it. The reason asgardians lived so long. All ausgardians possess it but very few could harness it. It was rare to see such a blatant display of it.

He nodded looking amused at her expression. She took the cloth and cleaned the rest of the blood off her face with it.

He then turned and walked away from her. Uncertain of what she should do she jumped off of the bed and followed him.

She followed him past the noisy ballroom and out the palace door. They crossed the unconscious man who had attacked her. She eyed him nervously when Loki stopped near him. He seemed to notice her anxiety and raised an eyebrow unconcernedly.

"He won't be waking up for a while I'll have the guards see to him before then"

He threw the man a final look of disgust and turned back to Luna.

"Where do you live" he asked in an authoritative tone.

"On the outskirts of the village" She replied confused "Why do you wish to know ?"

"I'll walk with you of course"

He said it as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.

She raised her eyebrows in disbelief and confusion. Why was he walking her home. Surly he would not go to all this trouble for a mere servant girl. Perhaps she had misjudged him. Maybe the kingdom assumed he was unkind simply because he was a little strange. Like her. she nearly smiled at the thought that they had something in common. But her smile vanished as she remembered how without even touching her attacker he had been thrown so violently from her and knocked unconscious. Maybe the people had good reason to believe what they did about the so called dark prince. Or maybe it wasn't kindness at all maybe he had an ulterior motive. She decided she would find out.

She walked along side him for a bit contemplating all she had learned about him thus far. She finally plucked up the courage and asked."Why are you walking me home ?"

He glanced at her out of t

he corner of his eye.

"I could hardly save you only to let you walk home alone again and possibly have all my efforts undone"

She raised skepticle eyebrow as if to say she didn't believe him.

He looked surprised at her boldness and paused as if trying to decide weather or not to say something. "And ..." he finally admitted "Any excuse to leave that party for any short length of time."

"Why do you hate them so , the balls I mean, you are a prince" she blurted out without thinking she realised she a servant had just asked a very personal question to the prince. Her eyes widened as she waited for his response.

He didn't seem to mind or notice the personal nature of the question. But looked thoughtfu for a moment. And asked her.

"Do you enjoy them ?"

"No but I'm the one who brings the drinks."

"Exactly you don't enjoy because it's an obligation you have no choice in the matter of attending . I dislike the events for the quite the same reasons "

They were almost to her house.

She thought about what he said.

"Well next time there is a ball as prince of Asgard feel free to use me as an excuse to leave again"

He looked at her with a curious expression "I may very well take you up on that offer" He told her with what might have been a smile she couldn't tell for sure. He then turned and walked away.

As she was about to enter her house. "And thank you again"

He gave her a slight nod and she watched as his jet black hair and cloak both disappeared into the night

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≧◔◡◔≦ -moosexxx