Hi Everyone!

So after this chapter, I'd like to ask you all to read the author's note at the bottom as there is something I feel I need to address.

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Jane's breath hitched as she hurriedly jumped to see if Loki was still in there. To her surprise, a slender girl who looked no older than seventeen stood with a basket in her nimble fingers.

"My apologies, Your Grace," She dipped her head. "I stopped by to return some clean laundry for the Princess. I hope I have not been of nuisance."

"Oh, of course not. Your hard work is much appreciated. You are dismissed." Thor said kindly.

"Thank you, my Prince." She curtseyed and swiftly exited the room, passing Jane and delivering her with a mischievous, green-eyed, wink. Jane let out a deep sigh.

"Are you alright, Jane?" Thor asked, concern knitting his eyebrows together.

"Oh, yeah. I'm just tired, I guess." Jane said softly. Thor looked around the room, his eyes stopping on the bed.

"Did you have a nap earlier today?" He asked. "The bed is untidy."

Jane fought a gasp. How had she forgotten to smooth out the covers?

"Y-Yes! I-I did. I'm still tired though." She laughed, trying to pass it off as natural and not in the least bit suspicious. Luckily for her, Thor bought it.

"Very well, I suggest you bathe and retire for the night. I will return late, so please don't wait up for me." Thor smiled before planting a gentle kiss on her forehead and leaving.

As he left, the handmaiden returned. She curtseyed once more and said loudly so that he could hear, "Do you wish to take your bath now, Princess?"

Jane blushed, knowing now that it was Loki. Once the 'handmaiden' had closed the door, Jane immediately stripped off; suddenly feeling more comfortable showing him her body. She stood in only her underwear, surprising his female form as the 'handmaiden' turned around.

"Princess," She started, surprised. Why are you undressing so soon? I have yet to fetch the bathwater."

"Alright, that's enough," Jane arched an eyebrow. "Stop playing around, I know it's you." Jane strutted up to the 'handmaiden' and held 'her' hand, pressing it to her own naked breast. She dragged 'her' to the bed, pushing 'her' down and climbing on top. "I still haven't cooled down, let's just go all the way before he gets back. I-I don't even care anymore."

Jane had begun to excite herself, waiting for Loki to take back his true form. She brought her breasts up to the 'handmaiden's' face and pressed them there. "Do it like you did before…" She trailed off, as seductively as she could imagine. Once she had slowed down her own heavy breathing, she heard a light whimper. Looking down she saw tears forming in the 'handmaiden's' eyes and spilling down her cheeks. Jane jumped away and pressed her back against the wall.

"Who are you?" She asked, immediately afraid and assuming the worst; and she was right. This handmaiden was not Loki in disguise, he had just been unlucky in choosing one to impersonate. At that exact moment of realisation, Loki strode in; taking in Jane's body and then raising an eyebrow at the crying girl on the bed.

"It seems that you thought I was still in disguise?" He couldn't help but laugh, earning a glare from Jane.

"It's not funny! She knows! She'll tell someone!" Jane cried out, only to be shushed by Loki's hand.

"Not so loud, dear. The door is open, remember?"

Jane looked at the door, widely opened, panicked.

"Close it!" She whispered harshly. She ran to the doors and closed them herself, turning back to look at the girl huddled up on the bed. "I'm so sorry!"

"No matter." Loki brushed it off.

"No matter?" Jane asked in disbelief. "She's been assaulted!"

"By you." He laughed.

"It wouldn't've happened if it weren't for you!" Jane shot back. The girl continued to cry. "Just fix it!"

"Very well, I don't see why you're so panicked. It just means that we'll have to use our first method of damage control a little earlier than anticipated."

"And what is it?" She narrowed her eyes.

"This." He said brilliantly as he pulled a small vial of purple liquid from his pocket. Jane frowned at him. "Don't misinterpret anything. I've been carrying this around with me since our second meeting; just as a precaution."

Jane sighed and watched as Loki approached the handmaiden and forced her to drink the liquid. Shortly afterwards, the girl collapsed.

"What happened?!" Jane cried out.

"This is quite standard." Loki answered her. "Now get dressed and act like you were about to take a bath."

"What about her?"

Loki picked up the handmaiden and placed her on the floor in the middle of the room. "When she wakes up, tell her she fainted. Offer to take her to the healers and call it a night. You seem fairly traumatised, so you'll do well to mask that as best you can."

With that, Loki left the room, disappearing for the night. Jane looked down at the unconscious girl with concern. She slipped back into her nightwear and waited for the girl to regain consciousness.

"No matter what happens," Jane murmured to herself. "I am never trying to get with Loki unless he looks like himself."

Seconds turned to minutes, which felt like hours and Jane cursed Loki for leaving her alone with the girl. She understood that keeping him far away was a good idea for the time being, but he could have at least stuck around to do the explaining. She couldn't lie like he could; unless some of the silver from his tongue had spread to hers. Jane bit her nails and took deep breaths, gasping as the girl groaned softly. Stepping closer and then retreating, Jane watched the girl slowly begin to toss and turn, before finally opening her eyes; panic and confusion lacing them.

"W-What happened?!" She cried out. Jane looked at her apologetically before gently approaching.

"You fainted. I-I didn't want to move you in case you were hurt and I was too scared to leave you alone and call for help in case something happened to you while I was away." Jane was surprised at how easily the deception dripped from her lips. "Now that you're awake, do you want to go to the nurses?"

"You mean the healers, Princess?" She asked, still out of it. "I think I'll be quite alright. I apologise for being so burdensome tonight, you should be sleeping."

"It's no problem at all, really!" Jane rushed over and helped the girl to her feet; supporting her with both arms in case she toppled over again.

"Thank you, Princess." The girl mumbled. "I must leave you now, surely you are tired?"

"Oh, really it's not a big deal. I'll tell a guard to take you home." Jane said before rushing into the corridor and calling out to a guard.

Watching him escort the girl to safety was a huge weight off of Jane's chest. She let out a large sigh of relief and went back inside, closing the doors behind her and crawling into her warm and cosy bed. Pulling the covers up to her chin, she turned to her side and closed her eyes, waiting for sleep to take her.

But it didn't; because she felt the bed dip and a cool figure slipped inside.

"That was quite the debacle." Loki muttered. "Good handling, I must say."

Jane kept her eyes closed and refused to face him. "I'm not in the mood."

"Why ever not? You certainly were, earlier." He joked.

She couldn't believe that he was trying to be funny after what had just happened. "Are you kidding me?" She snapped and turned to face him. "I hurt her! Then you hurt her, and we lied to her!"

"Have we not being hurting Thor and lying to the world this entire time?" He continued with a smirk on his face.

"Just get out! This whole thing was a mistake, what the hell was I thinking?!" Jane ran her fingers through her hair and then turned back around. "Just get out before Thor gets back."

"And wouldn't that be an absolute dilemma. The virtuous and faithful Jane makes a mistake and gets caught. Oh, I can see it appearing in every letter for the next two years; such scandal." Loki's voice was dripping with sarcasm and annoyance. "You had just as much of a part in this as I did. In fact, you had even more. You're in the relationship, it's your responsibility to brush away other suitors and yet you refused to refuse me; and why is that, Jane? Why were you so willing to hand yourself over to me on a silver platter time and time again?"

Jane couldn't help but sob and sob. The tears burned her eyes and cheeks, gleaming in the low light. Her face scrunched up and her breathing hastened. Her nose began to block itself and run at the same time. She curled up into a ball and continued to cry. "B-Because I'm a monster, because I f-feel s-so bad when I have to look at Thor. W-W-When he kisses me it feels like a c-chore. W-What did you d-do to m-me?"

Her voice thickened with discontent while Loki remained silent. He then cleared his throat. "I made you this way not out of spite; not for fun or due to my everlasting rivalry with Thor. I don't know why I did it, and quite frankly I'm pleased that I did. I don't regret a thing. If you'd like to end it now, just say it."

Jane took a deep breath.

"I want us to stop."

So true to my word, here is the second weekly chapter. I've really put a lot of thought into the ending of it, as I want to introduce a few more thoughts and feelings to the story such as how Jane feels knowing that she and Loki are no longer privately 'courting'. I also really want to establish her relationship with Thor, as I feel I haven't done enough of that; he's also a big part of this story and I feel as though I've glossed over him quite a bit.

For those of you who had hoped they'd get caught this chapter, I had already written it before receiving those reviews. However, I do want to include you all in an upcoming chapter which I will tell you about in the next update.

- Danni xx

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