Chapter One:

"That's right move with your feet, just like that." Thor called out to his daughter standing infront of him blindfolded, "Trust your insticts."

He brought his fist towards her, and she blocked it, grabbing his elbow and flipping him on his back.

"Like that?" She laughed taking her blindfold off and looking at the God of Thunder laying on his back.

"Presicly like that Freya, but you forgot the most important rule." Thor replied as she turned to walk towards the table across the courtyard.

"Wha.." But she never got to finish her sentences because before she could even let out a breath she was on her back with her father's hand on her shoulder.

"Never take you eyes off the enemy Freya. Even removing your eyes from them for half a second can cost you your life."

Freya rolled her eyes as her father pulled her to her feet, and pulled her long brown curly hair out of its ponytail on top of her head letting it cascade down her back to her waist.

Freya may have had the strength of her father, but she took after her mother in the looks department, from her hair to her petite figure she was all Jane. The only thing proving she was her father's child was her crystal blue eyes.

"Are you two done fighting yet." Jane called from above them.

Thor and Freya looked up to find Jane standing on Freya's bedroom belcony.

"Yes Darling." Thor said placing his hand on Freya's shoulder, "She is getting quiet fast Jane you should have seen the way she took me down, but stilled matend the grace of a godess."

"I think everyone heard how she took you down Thor, the whole palace shook." Jane said raising her eyebrow.

Freya shrugged her shoulders, "I kinda still have to work on that."

Jane shook her head as a smile creeped across her face, "That you do, now come. I have allowed you more then enouph time to play around with your father, but you must get ready. You may want to be a warrior, but you first and formost duty is a princess."

"I don't see why i have to get ready to meet someone i don't even like." Freya said crossing her arms in front of her.

"Freya..." Jane said desending the stairs leadding from the belcony, "We have talked about this, you are no longer a child. You are 17, and that means you have come of age."

"Non of my friends have to find a sutor and get married."

"Your friends are not royalty." Thor said going to stand beside Jane by the stairs.

"But, you did not wed when you were my age papa. You did not meet mama till you were what..."

"2056 years old. But that is besides the point, i did not wish to be king, i passed the throne on to my brother, and took my place as a warrior." Thor replied.

"Well why can i not do that." Freya stated.

"You would need a sibling in order to pass the crown to them Darling." Jane said walking over to Freya and moving a strand of hair out of her face.

"You can have more children." She complained.

"I'm afraid it does not work like that Freya, we were blessed with you and that is enough for us." Jane said.

Freya rolled her eyes. They had been having this argument since she had turned 15 and she had met Fredrik.

She had hated him right off the bat. Don't get her wrong he was hot and all, but he was nothing more then an arrogant prince looking for a crown.

"Now come lets go get you washed and dressed shall we." Jane said taking Freya's hand in hers and leading her towards the stairs.

"Marco..." said a voice in Freya's head.

"Loki... Your back!" Freya cried out in her head as a smile crept onto her face.

"Freya? Freya are you listening to me." Her mother asked waving a hand in front of her face.

"Would i miss your big day?" Loki voice replied filling her head. She could almost see the smurk that was bound to be on his face.

"FREYA ARIA THORSON!" Jane's voice boomed finally breaking though to her.

Freya's eyes snapped back to her mother, "you don't have to yell."

"And you need to stop talking to Loki though your thoughts you lady." Jane replied throwing Freya's dress at her, "Now go get cleaned up."

Freya groaned and headed towards her bathroom, "Thanks for getting me into trouble... again."

"It was my pleasure love." Loki's voice rang out one last time before disappearing completely.

Freya shook her head as she sighed and looked at the dress her mother had given her. She could tell by the thread work that it had been made especially for her. The gold and blue worked together to form the top bodist part of the dress that hung from one shoulder, while the bottem half flowed out from the hips down, and was made of a pure white fabric the shimmered in the fading light for the sun.

Only her mother would make her wear something so... so girly. She would rather wear pants and a loose shirt like she always wore around the palace.

"The things i do to please my mother." Freya said to herself and closed the door behind her.

After what felt like forever, he lady's in waiting finally finished pulling her hair back into a style that would not only look great but also keep her bangs out of her face. They had managed to pull all Freya's hair back into a bun that half held the brown curls in place and half let them flow down her back. While her bangs were used to create a braided crown around her head, with flowers weavied in.

"Oh Freya, you look.."

"Ridiculous." Freya finished for her mother.

"I think your mother was trying to say you look beautiful." Thor said coming in carrying a small box. "And now for the final touch.."

Jane opened the lid, and pulled out a necklace made of gold, but instead of having a regular crystal in the middle, this one had a blue gem.

"This was your grandmother's necklace. The middle is part of a dying star. Just like my hammer, this necklace holds great power." Thor said as Jane clamped it into place around Freya's neck.

"Ma, pa. Can i ask you something?"

"Of course." Jane said.

"Why must i marry Fredrik. Why can't i marry for love like you." she whispered.

Thor turned Freya's chair around in one clean movement, "Freya, you know it is our job to maintain peace in all nine realms. This is one of the ways we keep the peace. I wish you could go out and find your love like i found your mother, but as an Asgardian princess you know you have a responsibility."

"That's the thing pa, I don't want to be a princess. I don't want to be queen, and i don't want to marry someone i do not love. Its not fair." Freya whispered.

"Life never is." Jane said taking her daughter into a hug, "Who knows maybe one day you could grow to love Fredrik."

Freya nodded, "I doubt it." she thought to herself.