Hi everyone! I really wanted to get this idea down after just watching Thor for the billionth time. I did have another story for Loki but this just wouldn't leave my mind! Hopefully you like it, as I am a major Loki/Tom Hiddleston fan. This is just the prologue, and is set when Thor, Loki and Alvilda are around 8/9 years old. I have no idea about the Light Elves so I apologise if my representation is wrong but I'm not changing it now! It's just because Alvilda means 'Battle of Elves' and I thought I could use it as her background development in the next few chapters. I do have other stories on the go so I honestly don't know when I will be next updating. Please read and review so I know what you think!

I will only say this one so here it is: I do not own any Marvel or its characters, however Alvilda's character and the plot changes do belong to me.

Thanks and enjoy,

Phantomshadow99

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"Now my sons, I must remind you to behave while the Princess Alvilda of Alfheim is staying with us. The reason she is staying here is delicate, and I need you to be kind to her," the All-Mother said to her sons for the millionth time. The young boys nodded, standing straighter as their mother turned to their father and smiling gently at each other.

"What do you think she will look like?" the dark-haired prince asked his brother, who turned to him smugly.

"She probably has long horrible ears and yellow teeth. Light elves are much different to us, brother," the blonde prince replied, chuckling at his brother's face.

Loki did not believe Thor. He had read all the stories about Light Elves in the great library once his mother told him that its princess would be staying with them. In those stories, Loki imagined a delicate, pale race of people gifted in the art of magic; something he had begun to study with his mother's supervision. In Asgard, it was regarded as strange if someone could wield such power.

The quiet prince was broken from his thoughts when the musicians started. "Announcing Princess Alvilda Alfarindottir of Alfheim!" someone announced, and both doors opened giving the royal family the first view of their guest.

Alvilda walked as she were walking on water, proud and delicate. Her long dark red hair fell in waves to her waist, and had flowers and crystals woven throughout each strand. The tips of her pointed ears could just be seen, as her pale skin matched her dark hair perfectly. She wore a pale blue, flowing gown that tied at the tops of her shoulders and had a simple belt hugging her tiny waist. It was safe to say that Thor's prediction was completely untrue.

"My lord and Lady, I thank you for your kind welcome," she said, dipping into a deep, graceful curtsey in front of King Odin's throne. Odin himself stood, smiling down at the young girl.

"Rise, my dear," he said in his powerful voice, to which the princess immediately rose. "I am glad that you accepted our invitation to stay with us. Asgard has gained a worthy citizen today." Alvilda smiled, while her cheeks turned slightly red at the high praise.

"May I introduce our sons," Frigga said, standing slightly aside so the princes could show themselves properly. "My eldest, Prince Thor," she said, to which Thor stood forward and gave a deep bow while grinning madly and winking at the princess. "And my youngest, Prince Loki," she added, to which Loki stepped forward and gave a similar bow with a gentler smile. Alvilda curtsied to the princes, smiling politely to them both.

"If I may not be too bold?" Loki asked, stepping closer and looking to his mother for permission. The All-Mother smiled knowingly, and nodded her consent. Loki continued to Alvilda until he was right in front of her. The princess looked confused, but smiled shyly at Loki. He calmed his senses and concentrated on something until a white lily burst into his hand. The crowd that had gathered for the princess' arrival gasped, but Alvilda clapped her hands in delight at seeing something familiar to her.

"A simple flower for a lovely princess," Loki said, passing the flower to Alvilda. She took it and smelled its sweet fragrance before curtseying again to Loki.

"I thank you, my Prince. It is comforting to know someone shares my love for magic. Perhaps we can practice together?" she asked hopefully. Loki's smile grew, and he took her small hand in his.

"I would be delighted, my lady," he answered.