A/N Loki's pov this time. Hopefully this doesn't get too confusing for peeps. Trying to make it obvious who is speaking.

Chapter Two

Loki had never been one to get involved with another man's decisions. Oh, who was he kidding, he is EXACTLY the one to get involved.

Originally I showed up at Fuldaar's to discuss his lack of attendance at the game night we shared with some of the other more "mischievous" Asgardians.

You see, although it is completely unnecessary, I find myself enjoying taking Fuldaar's money. I find him a despicable brute, and it frustrates him to no end, which makes it all the more enjoyable for me.

But as I entered the back of the room I saw he wasn't alone. I made myself quite invisible, no one could see or hear me now, as I listened to the confrontation.

I had never seen the woman before, but I could see why he was trying to convince her to go to his bed. She was quite beautiful, the long red hair, the pixie like face. But what I was most surprised about, was by how very tiny she was. Close to two heads smaller than me at least. And what a fiery temperament! I couldn't help but chuckle when she so bluntly stated to him that she was "not a whore".

I admit I liked her immediately, and it took great restraint on my part not to intervene, when he wrapped his meaty fists around her throat.

Instead I crept closer until I heard him mutter something about killing her if she denied him again, and then he released her and left the room. She slumped to the floor, and for a second I thought the deed was already done. Until she took a stuttering breath, and brought herself to her knees.

I was almost mesmerized by the little thing. She lifted her head, and to no one, said out loud "I will take my own life, before letting that man touch me again."

I watched in silence as she struggled to her feet, and though she had started to cry, she immediately stopped herself and wiped her face. She slowly started walking from the room rubbing her neck where the bruises were already beginning to appear. Suddenly she stopped and turned in my direction, I held my breath, surely she did not know I was here. Then out loud, whether to me or any Gods that might be listening she whispered "Someone, please help me." And with that, she left the room.

I left after that, in no mood to hear anything that Fuldaar had to say after what I had witnessed. While I admit I have not always treated servants as equals, never would I force one or any woman to my bed. I found myself getting angrier by the moment as I thought on this woman's situation. I heard her plea for help. Me, and me alone. And if she was to see another day, I needed to do something about it. So I went to the only person who knows, and understands me. My mother.

Frigga sat on her throne in a room set aside for her, the women who served as her handmaidens, and the women of her court. She was listening intently to a story one of her servants was telling her, with a sweet loving smile on her face. Perhaps this was where I received the idea that while servants are servants, they are people as well. My mother looked up as I entered the room and smiled the smile she kept in reserve for me, her youngest son.

"Loki! What are you doing here in the middle of the day? I didn't expect to see you before dinner."

"Actually Mother, I was hoping I could speak to you about a personal matter."

Frigga nodded, and whispered something to the girl on her left, who promptly gathered the others and cleared the room.
"Come and sit by me my son. How can I help you."

I sat at her feet and she played with my hair, as she had done my whole life. I was immediately at ease, and knew that if anyone would have the answers to help me it would be her. I laid my head on her lap and asked her about options if a person found out that another person was abusing a servant.

She visibly winced and stated, "I hate hearing of such things! Why people feel servants deserve to be treated any less than other people has always been beyond me. It is not right Loki, people are people, I have always taught you that. Is this servant in danger?"

"Yes." I replied without hesitation. "I don't know why Mother, but I feel as though I cannot look the other way while this girl's life all but sits in my hands."

"Then we need to do something about it."

I sighed in relief, because I had a plan brewing in my head, but I would definitely need my Mother to take part in it.

I looked up to her face, smiled and said, "how would you like a new handmaiden?"

"You find a way, my boy, and I will welcome her with open arms."

I climbed to my feet, kissed my Mother on the cheek, and immediately headed out, knowing exactly what to do.

I climbed the steps to Fuldaar's residence with determination as to what I needed to do here. He let me in without question, and though he laughed a bit, he didn't say no when I challenged him to the game of cards he had missed the night before. I knew he would hesitate. I found out he was trying to be more careful with his money because he owed a sum to some very unappealing people. But I can be very convincing, and before long we sat at a table with me holding all but a little of his wealth.

He looked at me with fear in his eyes as I stated that I would now be on my way, I had shopping to do.

"Please, your Majesty! I need that money, can you not stay a while longer, and give me a chance to win it back?"

"Sorry, Fuldaar, but no. I need to be on my way." I said as I turned my back to leave, my arms full of my winnings.

"Please Prince Loki! You cannot leave! Perhaps I have something of value you can purchase from me?"

I smiled, my back still facing him, and said, "well, my Mother is looking for a new handmaiden. Perhaps you could supply me with one? She would of course need to be something specific, as my Mother would settle for nothing less."

"Anything you need My Lord, although my selection of female servants is small since I have no wife."

"How small?"

"I have three, only acquiring the third just a few days ago."

"Then I will take the newest arrival, if she suits my needs. Bring her to me." "Now." I stated loudly when at first he failed to move.

He was gone a few minutes, but returned with the very frightened looking girl. She was younger than I had noticed earlier. And I also realized with a shock, that she was Midgardian. No wonder her stature was so slight. "She is perfect, I will give you half my winnings, and be on my way with her."

"Wait, your Majesty! Don't you want to see the others? I am sure one of them will be far more suitable."

"No Fuldaar, this is the one I want." I stated simply as I looked into her eyes, and smiled a bit, hoping she would look a bit less afraid. He looked at me angrily and stated that if I insisted on this girl, he wanted ALL his losses returned to him. As I had planned on doing that from the beginning, I agreed with a smile, took the girl by the arm and left for the door.

He sighed, "Her things My Lord?"

"Keep them. She won't be needing them anymore." I looked in her direction to make sure this was okay with her, to which she responded.

"Whatever, just get me the HELL out of here."

I motioned to the door with a bow, "after you."

A/N thanks for reading, I am having a blast!