You Are Mine

by Mickimomo

(f/n) is the princess of Alfhiem, and quite a beauty to reckon with. She was captured and locked away in an ice tower, then rescued by the last person she wanted. And now she's to become his wife in five days, which could potentially make them both Kings & Queens if all goes well. The question is... will it all be that easy?

1. Chapter 1

"In that tower way at the top, is a sleeping princess." An old man announced to us.

So basically there was an ice tower that was surrounded by five obstacles:

1. There was a giant grass field filled with briar that could slice you to shreds.

2. There was a moat filled with boiling lava that could basically disintegrate any life form that touched it or isn't of fire

3. There was the Forest of Regret, which basically drew people mad

4. There was the Lake of Monsters

5. And then the final obstacle that prevented you from entering the tower, marching up all 100,001 steps, opening a door, and saving the beauty who had been unfortunately placed there.

My brother stood up in the crowd and huffed. "And why should we want to save her?"

"Well, she is heir to the throne of Alfheim. They're at peace with all realms right now, and it'd look really good if you married her."

I mentally scowled. Rescue a woman from a frozen tower... why must you benefit? Not much of a Hero are you Thor?

"Heh."

"But there are many frost giants surrounding the tower. Laufey intends on holding her hostage until her country agrees to marry her off to one of his sons."

So that's the fifth obstacle.

I smirked slightly. "Interesting."

"Loki, you can't get the queen out. You use magic."

"So?"

I'm more than just magic.

"All magic falls due to the spell on this area of land." Frandral snorted. "Which means all Mischief is impossible."

"Oh." I acted surprised and returned my attention to the old man. "Is there any-"

"ALRIGHT! LET US GO GET THE QUEEN." Thor shouted with his blasted hammer hoisted up in the air.

Princess.

Not Queen.

Princess.

I rolled my eyes as he and all of the men around him charged out in the direction of the ice tower.

"You aren't going to go get her?"

"If I go they'll say I used magic and that I cheated."

"Loki, I think you should try. So much would-"

I looked at him and stood up from the table. "You must really be desperate if you're asking me to go save the princess."

"I don't want her stuck with those imbeciles. Only a wise man would sit back and wait."

I chuckled darkly. "You'll regret this in time."

He smiled at me before disappearing.

Well if I can't use magic... Why do I still look like me?

My eyes flickered to my hands and my fingertips which were turning a faint blue.

"I better do this quick then." I grumbled.

I started running across the grass fields and ignored the pain of the briar tearing into my skin. I leapt farther through the fields on fallen men.

When I came upon the moat of lava I pulled out daggers and threw myself to the other side. The daggers dug into the wall of soil.

Phew.

Some of the soil fell down on me but I kept climbing.

I can do this.

By the time I had climbed the wall and hoisted myself up to the other side of the moat I was exhausted beyond comprehension. Lazily I strolled through the woods ignoring the voices and 'people' shouting bullshit.

This bitch better be worth it.

I looked at my hands and noticed they were completely blue and some of my markings were showing.

Gah... Why is this happening! How is this-

My eyes flew past my fingers and a dark smirk flew across my face as the sea of monsters came into view.

"No magic. Right."