I'm sorry this took so long; I got busy with school and weddings. I'll make sure to post more before Halloween (Halloween is my favorite holiday! I'm actually going as Loki and my friend who is going with me is dressing up as Thor :) ) Anyways enjoy the chapter!

Disclaimer: If I owned Marvel characters I'd be making this into an actual movie haha….

Chapter 6

Keira huffed at the unfairness of her situation as Garm lead her down corridors that twisted and turned at the least expected moment.

'I hope they give me a map or I won't be able to find anything…'

As if sensing her thoughts Garm cleared his throat and said,

"Do not worry about finding your way. If you need or want to go anywhere Hilda or I will escort you. You are to be married on Friday, as is the custom. Friday is Frigga's day and she blesses all marriages that hope to be successful. Since today is Monday that leaves you with three full days beforehand. But the day before the wedding is the preparation day, and Wednesday you will be fitted for your new clothing and the customs of Asgard will be explained to you."

"Okay, thanks for letting me know. Is there anything scheduled for me on Tuesday?"

"No Miss. Although the Queen may want to become more acquainted with you. Ah here is your room. Hilda will be waiting inside. Goodnight Ms. Weylenson" Garm smiled as he left.

The room Keira walked into was a thousand times more luxurious than any hotel suite she had ever seen. The room was furnished in a regal light gold color with wood trim. In the middle of the room was a large four poster bed with white lace curtains surrounding it. To the left the room separated into an individual area that had floor to ceiling windows that showed a view of the gorgeous city it looked over. The room also had a very large closet off to the left as well a desk with a mirror and chair that looked like it belonged in a museum exhibit for Queen Elizabeth. It to matched the gold theme of the room. Off to the right was a door that led to a master bathroom. The room was so breathtaking that she didn't even notice the women standing in the center of the room. She was about five foot four and looked to be in her late twenties. She had dirty blonde hair and blue eyes.

"I assume you're Hilda?" Keira ventured.

"Yes Mistress Weylenson I am Hilda. I am your maidservant, and will help you with all your daily activities."

"Oh, um, thank you. Most people call me Keira though."

"Then I will call you Keira if that's what you prefer."

"Thanks."

"It's late. Do you want to go to bed?"

"Yeah, that actually sounds great, thanks."

Hilda walked over to the closet and took out a plain short sleeved night gown that was modest but also flattering.

"Tomorrow lady Frigga will show you the palace. Is there anything you need before bed my lad- Keira?"

"No I think I'll be alright, thanks."

Keira slipped out of her own clothes, threw them on the floor, put on the night gown and crawled under the covers of the giant bed and fell asleep still marveling at the beauty of the room.

"Miss? Miss? Keira? It's time to wake up. The Queen wants to spend the day with you and you still need to get dressed" Hilda prodded Keira with her finger hoping the extra nudge would wake the sleeping woman.

"Huh? What? Where am I? What's happening? Ughhhhh it's soo bright. Can't I just sleep a little more? The queen probably has plenty of people she would rather visit with than me" Keira groaned.

"Rest assured the Queen very much wants to meet with you."

Keira sat up and attempted to put on the dress that was handed to her,

'It has so many buttons and laces… how am I going to get it on? Oh that's how.. I wonder how Loki is reacting to all of this. It feels weird to think his name. I don't even know him, I've never even seen him in person.' Keira pondered these thoughts while Hilda laced her up.

"Hilda, have you ever met Loki? I mean you live in the same hous- err building as he does so you've obviously met him, sorry that was a stupid question. I'm just nervous and scared…What's he like?" 'I'm so scared that I just dumped my feelings on a servant that I met less than twelve hours ago'.

"Yes I've met the younger Prince before. I've been working here since I was a child so I've seen Loki grow up, respectively. I do not know him well, I can tell you that he is mischievous, but everyone knows that. I would ask Frigga when you are two are together."

"Thanks Hilda. Are all the dresses worn here this difficult to put on?" She said with a nervous smile.

"Only when you're royalty" The servant smiled.

A knock on the door signaled to Keira and Hilda that their moment of bonding was over and that the Queen had arrived. Keira sighed her day of royal bonding was about to begin.

Thor bounded to his brother's room, excited to be able to spend time with his brother without having to check in with a guard and sit in a room without food and mead. He was also excited because his brother was getting married in two days, even though it was unwillingly a wedding was still a special occasion.

Thor had some apprehension about seeing his brother in the morning, especially at eight in the morning, for Loki was not a morning person and was prone to grumpiness. That coupled with the fact that he was being forced into a marriage did not make a happy brother. Nonetheless Thor was convinced the day could not go wrong.

"Loki! Wake up! We are to go out today!"

"Ugh. It is much too early to be going anywhere, let alone waking up." Although he would've given most anything to be able to sleep for another hour, Loki sat up at his brother's demands, lifted his hands above his head and stretched, feeling his muscles delight in being able to sleep in his own bed. For a moment he forgot about his horrible past and new fate. It seemed the moment he forgot it, that was when Thor thought best to bring it up,

"Brother you are to be wed in two days, but the day before you must spend in the bath-house, and the day before that Odin is presenting you with the sword for your marriage. Which means we only have one day to spend alone together before you become "hitched" as they say on Midgard. What would you like to do" Thor implored.

"I do not feel much like socializing Thor, but if it would give you joy then I suppose we can go out riding."

"Well then Brother I will leave you to get ready, and meet you at the stables in an hour."

Loki went over to his closet and pulled out his riding attire; black well worn leather pants, boots, his favorite leather belt and an undershirt. It was a warm fall day and he was only going to be with his brother. Loki figured he didn't need to wear an overshirt for such an occasion. After getting dressed he went down to the kitchen, his boots resounding with power and newfound confidence as he walked through the hallways. When he reached the kitchen he ate some fruit for a light breakfast and packed some cheese, bread and meat for Thor and himself when they stopped for lunch.

'It will be nice to go outside again and see Sleipnir.' Loki thought positively about his day as he made his way to the stables.

The Queen knocked on the door and waited to be let in. She had a special surprise for her almost daughter in-law. She was going to take her out riding and then stop for lunch so she could answer any questions she might have, and explain the ceremony that was to happen in two days.

The door opened very suddenly, Frigga was greeted by a chipper Hilda, and received a cautious look from a nervous looking Keira.

"Lady Frigga….good morning, uh how are you?" Keira tried to ask without sounding like a nervous schoolgirl.

"I am very well. Thank you for asking. Are you fond of horses? I was thinking we could go out riding together and I could answer any questions you have about this weekend." Frigga ventured.

"Sure. I mean I haven't ridden a horse since I was a kid, but I love horses, they're coats are silky and smooth and shiny. They come in so many colors and they have their own personalities…I might need some help getting onto the horse though." Keira was a bit embarrassed at her rambling about her lacking qualities, but the Queen didn't seem to mind, in fact she had an endearing look on her face when she looked up at Frigga.

"Well then my dear I will go to the kitchen and pick up some food for lunch and meet you in the stables at ten. See you in a bit." As Frigga turned to leave to thought to her herself,

'She is very endearing, I'm sure she will make Loki happy. In due time at least.' Frigga concluded.

Loki loved riding Sleipnir. It felt so freeing to be racing as fast as the animal you were riding could go. Granted there was a bit of awkwardness because the horse he was riding was his child. He got quite a bit of ribbing about his offspring back when Sleipnir was first born, but over the years the jokes and rude innuendos had lessened over the years. Although down at the stable while gearing Sleipnir up he had seen Thor smirk and chuckle to himself, but Loki was in too good of a mood to let Thor's jests upset him.

"Brother! You ride faster than any warrior I've any seen! Slow down so that I may ride beside you and talk!" Thor yelled, hoping his voice carried over the wind caused by the speed of Gullfaxi.

Loki lessened the pressure with his heels and slowed down the giant, black beast, to a slow trot. Thor rode his horse up alongside Sleipnir so that he could converse with his brother. As the two princes were riding they saw two figures, which looked to be women, on horses going towards their left.

"Thor? Does that look to be Mother? Over there by that tuft of flowers?" Loki inquired of his brother who seemed to be distracted by something Gullfaxi snorted at.

"Hmmm? Yes that does appear to be mother."

"Who is that with her? I don't recognize her? Do you know her?" 'She looks younger than most of Mother's friends…Her hair looks wonderfully smooth and the natural red highlights glitter lovely in the sunlight.' Loki thought with a twinge of longing. The moment Loki finished his sentence Thor recognized the girl as Keira and decided that it was probably for the best if Loki did not know this information, and that it would be for the best that he should not meet her until the wedding ceremony took place,

"I'm not sure Brother. Why don't we go the other way, I'm sure Mother is out here alone with her acquaintance for a reason and does not wish to be bothered."

"I suppose you're right. I'll race you home Brother!" And with that the two raced off towards the palace, urging their steeds to go faster and faster and faster.

So fun times yeah? The wedding is in under two days, get ready for some old Norse traditions!