Loki opened his eyes wide awake. He smelled something of a mixture of baked goods and flowers, and what was staring right at him was a mortal girl with blonde hair, and clear blue eyes.

"Are you alright?" She asked, with an accent. The Demigod noticed she was wearing a gold crown that seemed to be made of flowers and leaves, and she wore a light pink dress that seemed to fit a midgardian Princess.

He stood up straight, and took note of his surroundings, failing to consider her question. "Where am I?" He asked, as his Emerald Green eyes inspected the room. There was a large bookshelf, filled with, of course, books, and many paintings, mostly with beautiful scenery of what appeared to be an enchanting forest. There was also a banner, hanging, which was most likely made for whatever kingdom the midgardian is from, and he was sitting on a very plush red-violet sofa, which went very nice with the room filled with matching decor.

Though, the wall was made from stone, so it made a very unappealing look to all of the accents and whom he believed was a Princess.

"You're in my Kingdom." She answered, tilting her head slightly.

"You're Kingdom?" Loki repeated. Was this child the ruler of this kingdom?

The young Royal laughed. "Yes! Of course, I'm the Queen!" She informed. "Queen Aurora." She introduced bowing her head.

Loki looked her over again. She looked too young to rule. "You're a Queen?" He inquired, in disbelief.

"Yes." Aurora answered, narrowing her eyes at him.

Loki didn't like to be examined. Especially by some midgardian teenage girl. Who also happened to be the Queen of this Kingdom. "What?" He questioned, wanting to know why she was looking him over.

The young Queen still had her curious blue eyes on him. "You're not from here, are you?" She asked politely, but still with interest in her voice.

Loki stood up, proving to be taller than the small figure before him. "No, I'm Prince Loki, of Asgard." He informed, bowing with respect. The young girl is the Queen.

Aurora raised an eyebrow. "Asgard? I don't believe I have had heard of it, maybe in books, but I don't think of it as real." She told him.

"Well, then I figure it's best to stop reading what you call literature, your Highness." He said, earning a giggle from her.

"My Godmother is going to like you." She said. "Though I would be careful, she doesn't really trust men."

"Who's your Godmother?"

"Maleficent, I'm sure you've heard of her. Everyone knows about her."

Maleficent, he thought. The name dripped with malice, but this girl was just as perky as you can get. "Well, I haven't. Who is she?"

Aurora giggled again, as the doors slammed open, and two men walked in. One had brown longish hair and glowing skin, and wore clothes made for a mortal Prince, and the other, was a bit older, and had very pale skin, wore dark clothing, had slicked back black hair, and scars on his face, running down his neck, and some on the exposed skin on his chest.

"Well I see our guest has awakened." The one with light hair commented.

Aurora walked over to him, and held the boy's hand. "Indeed he has."

"Have you told Mistress yet, Aurora?" The pale one asked.

"No, but I'm planning to, Diaval. But please don't tell her, I want her to meet him when she knows." She asked, giving the man-Diaval, a pleading face.

"You know what she thinks of secrets and surprises, Aurora." Diaval told her, warningly. "Remember the last time?"

"Well sorry, but when I found out her birthday, I had to celebrate it. Besides, she did keep a secret from me for the first few months I've known her."

Loki cleared his throat, wanting to let them know they were still in the presence of him. "Oh right, sorry!" Aurora said, letting go of the tan man's hand, and filled the space between them. "Phillip, Diaval, This is Loki of Asgard. Loki of Asgard, This is my partner, Phillip, though we aren't even engaged or married yet!" She stated, being out of breath when she finished her sentence. "And this is Diaval, who is like my brother and father, much like he is to Maleficent, though he really has to stop calling her Mistress, because she, like, released you a year ago, and you still call her that." She managed, being out of breath again.

He could already tell how talkative she was.

Diaval smiled. "Well we can't have you being in a room with a stranger, without sharing any stories, now can we?" He teased.

Aurora seemed insulted, putting her hand over her heart, and fluttering out her eyelashes, before forming a grin on her lips. "Speaking of Maleficent, where is my Godmother?" She questioned.

"At the Moors, either healing a tree, yelling at your aunties for being idiots, or flying." Philip answered, while Aurora elbowed him.

"My aunts are not idiots!"

"They fed you spiders."

"On accident!" The young Queen protested.

"That was possibly the first thing I've heard you say."

And Loki just watched them bicker back and forth. The young Queen's Godmother did interest him, though. Healing a tree? Flying? He knew mid guardians aren't known for magic, or anything special like that, but apparently, Maleficent could do that. Then his mind started to wonder off, and he couldn't remember what had happened last. Though he did remember walking on the rainbow bridge, after asking permission from both Frigga and Heimdall, if he could explore the human world. His mother and the keeper were both reluctant at first, but Loki was able to put up a good argument, and now, here he was, in what was probably a castle.

But how did these mortals find him? He couldn't remember a thing, besides falling to the ground, then getting hit with some...stick? Maybe staff. He didn't know, but whatever hit him had a strong grip.

"How did you find me?"

Aurora blinked, remembering he was with them. "My Godmother brought you in."

"Oh."

"She will want to meet you. How about dinner tonight?"

Dinner? What did midgardians eat? He remembered his mother stating something about a lot of meat, bread, all things alike.

He didn't have anywhere else to go. No food to eat. No where to sleep. He should have thought this through! Surely Thor and his barbaric friends would be laughing by now.

"Alright." He accepted cautiously, his eyes full with regret as the blonde threw her arms around him, wrapping the demigod in a hug.

He was not sure of what the traditional customs were here in the land of the mortal, but what he was sure of was that he felt rather uncomfortable trapped in the young girl's embrace.

Thankfully, she let go of him.

Leaving him to be, Aurora, along with the two other men, left to see to that the dinner preparations were perfect; they had a guest.

I actually wrote this chapter about less than a year ago, so this was intended to be my first chapter.

Not my first fanfiction, but my first one that I put up in public! Hope you enjoyed!