I didn't know how much longer I could stand this. It felt like I was losing everything, losing my Isabella. I had to keep reminding myself that I did deserve this, deserve her love. She loved me unconditionally, even though most people would classify me as a monster.

Maybe there is a God, I thought to myself. I watched her sleep and couldn't help counting my lucky stars that I had her. She helped me through everything that had come our way and tried to tear us apart. I walked over to her sleeping form and, very lightly pressed a kiss to her forehead and walked out of her room.

There was something I had to take care of before I could truly be with her.

It took a couple of hours to find what I was looking for, but I did. I went to the edge of the Olympic National Forest, or so it's called. I walked up to the cliff where the land meets the sea.

I took one look at my scepter. Was choosing this power really worth losing my once in a lifetime chance at love? My demons whispered to me.

Yes. Love never lasts. Hunt, maim, and kill. Power is the only thing that will still be there for forever.

I snarled. "No. I will NOT cast aside my one chance for love. Now that I know she is the one I've been searching for, I can return to Asgard. I can be happy. Finally."

I looked at my scepter that had caused so much distraction, and without further hesitation, flung it off the cliff and far into the depths of the ocean.

I would no longer have these demons whispering to me, for Isabella quieted them, made them still. I decided I would make the most important decision of my very long life.

I was going to ask her to marry me.

I got back to Isabella just as the sun was making its ascent into the sky. I had managed to conjure a ring made entirely from my magic and held one of Asgard's most precious stones. I walked up to her and laid another kiss on her forehead to awaken her.

"Isabella," I whispered. "Wake up, my love. I have something I must speak with you about." Her eyelids fluttered open, revealing her gorgeous chocolate brown eyes. "Loki? What is it?" I smiled, truly smiled for the first time in years. "I have something to offer you. I need you to listen very carefully. Can you do that?" She nodded, afraid and unsure. I took a deep breath and began speaking.

"Isabella, I love you. I have given up the power of the Tessaract and becoming a king for you. Your love matters more to me and has saved me from myself. I want to ask you; will you accept my hand in marriage?" She began to cry profusely. "Really? You want me to be your wife?"

I smiled again. "Yes. You will return to Asgard with me and become my bride. Odin will approve of me finally finding a wife. So will my brother."

Bella couldn't believe it. She was going to be married, and to a man she truly loved.

He would never leave her. He would protect her from harm.

She looked at the stone that she couldn't identify, and gave him her answer.

"Yes, Loki Laufeyson. I will marry you."

And with that, that day became the happiest day of Loki's life.