Chapter 9

Frey woke up from a deep sleep. Sun haven't yet risen, but she could see the sky brightening. She winced a little from feeling of soreness in her body and memory of events of previous night flooded her memory.

She was no longer pure. She would change nothing, it was the most perfect amazing night with a prince she loved.

Loki? She glanced on her crumpled bed to find it empty.

Freya looked around her room and saw him on her balcony. Wrapping sheets around her naked form she walked towards him, trying not to step on shattered glass everywhere.

Loki was sitting on her soft silky bench, wearing only trousers, his well sculpted torso bare. His legs were crossed with hands resting on his knees, in the meditative position with closed eyes. She glared at him, mesmerized by his stunning beauty.

Without opening them he said in silkiest voice

"Good morning, my love"

She wrapped her hands around his shoulders from behind him and kissed him on his cheek.

"Good morning, my prince"

"Did you sleep well?" He said with a grin of some inside jest.

"I did. You had me drained of my strength and energy" she couldn't help but giggle a little.

They have made love three more times last night, before she fell asleep, completely exhausted. Each time was more and more sensual and pleasurable, more satisfying. Loki was skillful lover and she couldn't help, but think just how he became this good. But wouldn't bring this topic.

"What are you doing out here this early?"she asked

"Thinking" he said, suddenly serious.

"What's going to happen, Loki? How are we ... is there hope?" She sat next to him, looking at the rising sun, it was absolutely glorious.

"Leave this matter to me" he cut, his voice frustrated.

"This concerns me too, as you know. I am the one to marry Thor"

"You will Not Marry Thor!" He shouted with anger. "I'll make sure of that"

They stared at each other for longest moment

"What's on your mind then?" She tried to keep calm

He didn't answer, just sighed deeply and closed his eyes again.

"Loki. You can't keep me in the dark!" But he was still not talking. Instead, Loki opened his eyes and pulled her to his lap. He softly brushed his lips on her neck, making her close her eyes with immediate pleasure, longing for more.

"I want you right now" he demanded

"Loki! You didn't answer me.."she whispered, her heart picking up speed "You can't just.." But it was hopeless to get him to talk now.

With one swift movement Loki pulled sheet off her, leaving her completely naked.

"I do what I want" he said playfully and with those words he picked her up and carried her back to bed.

"Hello, mother" said Loki, trying to keep a straight face as he walked into her study.

"Loki, I wanted to see you" by the worrisome notes in her voice and a little, what seemed like nervousness he knew why. Loki was very good at reading people. Frigga looked guilty.

"What would you like to discuss?" He tried to look indifferent, but he knew his mother was just as good as he was.

"Loki. What is your relations with Freya? You can't hide it from me. I saw your reaction to announcement of her marriage, I've never seen you like this. Do you have feelings for her?"

Yes. I love her. And you going to give her away. To Thor. But he couldn't let his mother on his plans and said instead

"She merely is my friend and it just came as surprise that's all. We grew up together and suddenly she is to become Thor's wife. Future queen..just did not expect it would be her. Why choice did not fall upon Sif, mother? We all aware of her feelings for him and his..interests towards her, just would seem more proper arrangement. "

Frigga give him long glance, trying to study his face. He did not wanted to share anything.

"I saw vision of her being a Queen. She will be loved and treasured by Aesir. She will keep all of Nine Realms at peace. She will be powerful goddess of love and life and.." She stopped

Loki narrowed his eyes. Frigga's visions never failed to become truth of reality. Powerful goddess. The Queen.

"Was Thor beside her?" He asked carefully, dropping his eyes from her gaze.

Line appeared between her eye brows as she tried to recall contents of her vision.

"No..vision was just about her" She said quietly. Loki sighed with relief

"My son, you can share anything with me, you know it." She stroke his cheek with care and love in her eyes.

"Yes, I know, there is nothing to share" he lied.

" Freya is very lovely. Thor is pleased with our decision and can't wait to marry her. There is so much to prepare. Wedding will take place after his coronation in 7 moons time" Loki tried to control his anger at her words, as she continue

"Freya will be such beautiful bride. She is so pure"

'Ohh, no longer is she pure,' Loki thought sarcastically, having a flash back of her screaming in pleasure in his arms as he took her virtue.

"Yes, she will be" he said with sweet smile."I have matters to attend to, mother, if you excuse me" giving her a kiss on the cheek, he turned around and as he was walking away, smile disappeared from his face.

Loki took a deep breath before entering training grounds, to calm himself down as he saw Thor there, fighting four men at same time, with loud roaring.

"Loki!" With skillful swings he beat all four men to the ground, laughing.

He approached his brother "it's a glorious day, brother!" Thor boomed.

"Indeed" Loki said. It was in some ways. Last night made him smile to himself.

"I have not had a opportunity to talk to you about yesterday. Can you believe? Frey will be my bride! " his eyes sparkle with excitement.

"It was rather..unexpected news" Loki said flatly

"I am to become a King in 10 moons, brother! And will be a married man shortly after! Let me tell you , I am rather joyous about everything! I had my eye on her for a while now!"

Loki clenched his fists, nothing would pleased him more at this second, than wipe that smirk off his face with most powerful punch he could produce, but he knew, it was not the way to deal with his slow-witted brother.

"I am glad you are happy, brother. Frey is great and also a friend, so you don't have to marry some dark elf to preserve a peace " they both burst into laughter. But Loki didn't feel amused. He couldn't help but see enemy in his brother now.

'Freya also spent last night with me' he wanted to add.

"And Sif?" Loki asked

"I don't know. It depends just how much Frey will be pleasing me in bed" he said with arrogance.

Loki clenched his teeth. Stupid oaf. You don't deserve a throne, he thought, you deserve nothing, as his plan was more and more taking shape.

Frey was in the kitchen. She liked to come here sometimes and have tea with her favorite kitchen maid, Asta. She was like a grandmother to her ever since they moved to Asgard. She baked her favorite pies and listened to all of her matters and complains and never did she shared any secrets with any other maids. Asta was loyal and trustworthy to the bone.

"My little girl will be most powerful Queen soon!" Asta was glowing with pride, but looking at Frey's somber face she sighed

"What's bothering you, my child? Thor is fine young men and you know him for a long time now. He will be good to you"

Frey wanted to talk to someone, and Asta was the only one she could share fear feelings with, knowing her secret would be safe.

"My heart does not belong to him" tear ran down her cheek.

"Oh, Freya.." Asta embraced her in the hug."Why didn't you tell me you had admirer? Who is.."

"Here you are!" They suddenly heard harsh voice "Was looking all over for Thor's new bride" Sif was standing at the door entrance, her face furious. News once more spread with astounding speed

"Sif! I was just about to find you.." Said Frey, wiping her tears

"Tears of happiness ?" Spitted out Sif

"Please, stop being angry at me! Do you think it was my choice to make ? Do you think I would.." She stopped herself, knowing ears were everywhere and she could not give a satisfaction of a gossip to other servants.

"Can we talk somewhere privately?" She begged her in soft voice

"What's there to talk about? You taking Thor away from me! One prince isn't enough for you? You need them both? You ruining my life! I hate you! Don't ever talk to me again. " she glared at her, her eyes full of agony and hate and stormed out of the kitchen, leaving Frey feeling anguish.

"Other prince?" Whispered Asta a little shocked "My sweet Valhalla..What a muddle.."

Frey walked back down long torches-lit corridor to her chambers, with her head down, drown in thoughts

She knew she was going to loose her friend, but so soon..

There would be no easy way for Sif to be her friend once more, not after her offenses of Freya taking away her love. She could understand the way she felt. She put herself in Sif's place for a moment. She wanted to talk to her, to explain, but she knew Sif wouldn't listen to her, not right now, maybe not ever.

Unexpectedly she heard booming steps behind her and loud voice

"Isn't my beautiful bride!" She felt a sinking in her stomach.

She turned around

"Good evening, Thor" she said, her voice cracking a little

"Where have you been hiding?" He was walking slowly around her. She was feeling slightly trapped, but smiled at him instead.

"Nowhere really, it is just needed some time to take it all in."

"And what's your intake on this?" He stopped walking and was towering over her now

"It's very..unexpected " she choked out

"I would say a pleasant surprise! I know we never have been more than just a friends, but if I would say that I never admired you, I would be telling a lie. I would like to get to know you more.. intimately" he was leaning forward now. Freya thought just how many women would love to be on her place right this moment. Thor had endless romantic adventures, it came easy, he was admired for his looks and strength.

Freya just wanted to run from him, push him away

"But I am not going to push you into anything right now my sweet darling. Just wanted to let you know just how excited I am for you to be my wife. . Soon. " Thor raised his hand and stroked her cheek, brushing his thumb across her lips, mesmerized by her.

Disgust and reluctance boiled inside her. But she was frozen.

"I will say good night for now"

Then he smiled, turned around and walked away, whistling.

She felt like her throat was closing and there wasn't enough air. Gasping, as her hand flew to her chest, she was in near fainting from sudden anxiety of what to come.