I own none of these characters except Adelaide. I know it's not a really original idea, but I hope you guys enjoy!
Thor drained a rather large goblet of wine, throwing it violently toward the flames of the fireplace once emptied. The remnants of alcohol caused the flames to grow brighter, showing the details of Thor's face in the flickering light and shadows as he yelled, "Another!"
Adelaide took the tray of goblets from an attendant that had been frightened by Thor's display as Thor moved around the room. Adelaide dismissed the second attendant, but placed the tray down before moving down the corridor where the room Thor paced in rested. She was beaten down the hall by a shadow with great horns growing atop of his head. "Nervous, brother?" The figure asked quietly: Loki, already dressed in his garb for Thor's coronation.
"Have you ever known me to be nervous?" Thor replied just as quietly, though his thunder-like voice still echoed throughout the room. Adelaide walked quicker down the hall, though not quickly enough to grab the attention of her two greatest friends, Thor and Loki. Adelaide was one of Frigga's handmaidens, her most trusted, and was training to become the Queen's personal guard at only eighteen, in Midgardian years.
"There was that time on Nornheim..." Loki suggested thoughtfully, glancing back at Adelaide with sparkling emerald green eyes.
"That wasn't nerves, brother." Thor corrected stiffly. "It was the rage of battle. How else could I have fought my way through a hundred warriors and pulled us out alive?"
Adelaide whistled lowly, calling the tray of wine goblets toward her with glittering magic levitating the platter. She had been taught magic alongside Loki, by Frigga.
"As I recall, I was the one who veiled us in smoke to ease our escape." Loki commented, making Adelaide clear her throat to alert him of his mistake in that sentence. "We, of course, is what I meant." Loki corrected with a sheepish grin.
"Some do battles, others just do tricks." Thor said simply, shrugging ever so slightly.
Adelaide bit her lip to stifle a quiet chuckle, though she knew she was in the same category as Loki. She just hoped her humor went unnoticed.
Loki noticed her.
He frowned and made a short, nonchalant gesture toward the wine goblet, though wine was no longer held there. Eels poured over the edge of the cup.
Adelaide gasped and dropped the tray and goblet with a clatter, stepping away from the eels squirming in her path.
Loki chuckled.
She frowned and pushed him in the darkness that hid her gown for Thor's coronation; Frigga had suggested that she dress up, and Adelaide couldn't refuse her queen. She, like her elder sister Sif, would rather be on the battlefield than inside the castle walls, though Adelaide usually didn't ache for battle. Many times though, Thor and Loki had pulled her into battle despite their mother's protests.
"Loki," Thor chided. Adelaide gestured to the eels quickly, almost panicky, shifting them back into wine spilled on the floor as Thor continued. "Now that was just a waste of good wine."
"Just a bit of fun." Loki replied, and then turned to Adelaide with a charming smile. "Right, my friend?"
"Why must the God of Mischief be so rude?" She sighed exasperatedly, shaking her head.
"Part of the job, my dear." Loki said with a wink.
Adelaide pushed him playfully, the way they did as children, which made Loki grin. She knelt over the spilled wine and waved a hand over it, making it slither like the eels it had taken the form of moments before, and into the fire. The flames glowed brightly, illuminating Loki's emerald eyes with a strange light, and doing the same to Adelaide's pale, silvery blue ones.
She then left the brothers in peace, but Loki followed her out so Thor could prepare.