Disclaimer: All characters involving Thor belong to Marvel, I only own the OC's present in this story.

"Luciana's what?" Loki asked in horror, standing up from his chair.

"Missing," Odin replied sadly, sighing. "The guards can't find her anywhere."

"What do you mean they can't find her anywhere?" Loki asked angrily. "Their job is to make sure everyone in the castle is protected!"

"I assure you, Loki, I'm having them look everywhere. But Loki, there are rumours."

"Rumours? Rumours of what?"

"There are rumours that Luciana has run off out of fear of marriage, and if they are true, we may have to cancel the wedding."

Anger coursed through Loki, and he clenched his fists at his sides. "Well, I'm going to look for her myself since your guards are spreading lies instead of doing their job!" Loki said bitterly, and he walked briskly out of the room.

He went everywhere he could possibly think of; her chambers, the library, the garden, he even checked the armoury to see if Thor had whisked her away for a sparring match. But everywhere he went, she wasn't there. At first he was shocked by this, then he was angry, and now he was starting to feel defeated. He had given up on searching specific areas, and instead walked through the corridors, checking every room he passed for any sign of Luciana.

"Loki," He heard a familiar female voice call, and he frowned.

"What, Sigyn?" He asked as she caught up to him.

"I heard about Luciana," She said innocently. "And I thought you might want some company."

"No, Sigyn."

"But you must be lonely."

"You know what I want to know? Why after Luciana suddenly disappears, you decide to return?"

"Because I care about you. I don't want you going through this alone."

"Just because Luciana is gone...not here, doesn't mean my warnings are dismissible," Loki stated, and he picked up his pace in an effort to get away from Sigyn.

She caught up with him easily, matching his pace as he continued to walk. "There have been rumours going around already."

"I've heard," Loki muttered bitterly.

"They say she's run off with a stable boy, whom she met after one of your disagreements," Sigyn said.

Loki stopped in his tracks. A stable boy? They're saying she's run off with a stable boy? She wouldn't, would she? The last time Loki and her had seen each other was last night, and they had gotten into a fight. But he didn't think it would be enough to make her run away with a stable boy, of all people.

"There's no proof that Luciana's run off with anyone," He said, his voice laced with anger.

Sigyn noticed his change in tone. "Well, if you ever want to talk about it, I'm here." She touched his arm comfortably and sent him a smile before turning around and walking away.

Loki stared at her retreating figure for awhile before beginning to walk back down the corridor, an uncertain expression on his face.

"Hello?" Luciana called for the millionth time at the top of her lungs. "Can anybody hear me?"

She sat leaning on the wall of the cell, her legs brought up to her chest as she screamed for help. She had been in that position for hours now, in fact she had been screaming the entire night, hoping someone would hear her. Needless to say, it wasn't fun being trapped in a prison cell for an entire night, she couldn't even imagine what it was like for prisoners who had to stay there until death.

At that moment she realized that if she didn't try harder to get help, she would surely die in that prison in a matter of days.

"Help, please," She continued to shout. "Hello? Hello? Help! He-" Her cry for help was cut off by her coughing fit. She tried to call for help after her coughing had subsided, but all that came out was a raspy sound that stung her throat. She let out a hoarse groan.

She had lost her voice.

It shouldn't have really come as a shock to her, she had been screaming all night long. What she was upset about was when she needed her voice the most, it had failed her. Realizing there was no use trying to get help anymore; she gave up on screaming and leaned back on the wall, closing her eyes.

She was incredibly angry at Sigyn for what she did to her. She wasn't one for revenge, but she wanted it badly right now. Very, very badly.

She felt something wet roll down her cheek, and she realized she was crying. Why shouldn't she? She was trapped alone in a prison cell, she had lost her voice, and there was a good chance she was going to die. She brought her hand up to wipe away the tear, soon burying her face in her knees and wrapping her arms around them as she cried harder, her sobs raspy and broken.

Loki had everything he could that day to look for Luciana; he interrogated everyone, searched every room of the castle, and even went around Asgard on his horse to see if anyone had seen her, but no one had.

He laid on the couch of Luciana's chambers, refusing to leave to go to his own room. He had hopes that maybe Luciana would return to her chambers, but as the sun began to set and Asgard was slowly brought into the night, his hopes seemed false.

"Oh cheer up, laddie," Garnock said, searching under Luciana's bed for Valhalla knows what. "I'm sure she'll turn up." Loki didn't respond and Garnock sighed. "Don't tell me you actually think she's run off with a gardener?"

"Stable boy," Loki corrected. "And I don't know what to think."

"Well don't think that," Garnock said, coming out from under the bed and wiping his hands on his robe.

"It's all I heard during dinner."

"That doesn't make it true. I know Luciana better than the lot of Asgard, and she wouldn't just leave you."

"And if she did?" Loki asked, turning his head to look at the man.

Garnock thought about it for a moment. "Then she would have left a note."

Loki sighed and ran a hand through his hair. "Do you think she'll come back?"

Garnock shrugged. "Most likely, but then again we don't know what's happened to her," He said casually. "She might not have run away with a stable boy, she could have been kidnapped, killed, seriously maimed. Plenty of things could be happening to her as we speak, and we wouldn't even know it!"

Loki's eyes widened slightly. "You mean torture?"

"Possibly," Garnock looked up at the prince and noticed his worried expression. "She could also be dead."

Loki's mouth opened slightly and he sat up. "I'm going to go looking for her." He said as he quickly got off the couch and raced out the chamber doors.

Garnock looked at the doors for a moment before sighing.

"I probably shouldn't have said that."

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