Chapter 4

Pure of Body but no Longer of Mind

The stories I have always heard about the place of my birth, Midgard, had always been I suppose you could say dreary ones. The world I had come from had changed drastically. Nothing was the same in this world. The world I had come from was filled with death, sickness, decay, and poverty. While it really hadn't changed that much in that aspect it seemed it was different in the ways it was being hidden. I had been told the people from my world always looked weary and saddened and the only signs of happiness were from small children that didn't know any better. Now it seemed as if some of them were hiding it, a lot of people looked genuinely happy as well, children did as well. But that's not the biggest change to Midgard. Not by a long shot. I had heard stories from father and Mama Frigga growing up as a child about Midgard. Horse drawn carriages for transportation, stick or stone house that looked like it could fall apart at any moment, bows and arrows and swords used as weapons, kings and queens and dukes and duchesses of their own to lead the kingdoms.

Now as Loki and I have been here for two days we've quickly learned nothing is how we ever thought it was. Not by a long shot. Horse drawn carriages were now only attraction rides and not actual means of transportation. The means of transportation ranged from things made of metal all of them different in how they transported people where they need to go. Some can fly over far distances, why some go over vast oceans and others litter the streets and something with two wheels on the sidewalk. The buildings were almost vastly taller the castle on Asgard.

Key world almost mind you.

Their structure was extraordinary, some more than others, it didn't look like anything could tear these buildings down at all. I'm sure something could, but I don't think the wind could like the homes and buildings of old. Loki had said the place where we were was called New York City in the United States of America. He had used his 'persuasion tactics' or as I liked to call magic and bribery to get us what is called a penthouse suite for our stay here. The city was beautiful and constantly lit up and shining all day and all night, and while we had run into some colorful people, and I say colorful as in rude ignorant people who don't know how to say excuse me as they bump into you, this world...has been pleasantly pleasant. I walked to the terrace to overlook the city from our penthouse suite. I was wrapped in a very soft and warm robe provided by this place called a 'hotel'. Loki was gone when I woke up this morning. I knew where he was though. He had left a magic trail for me to follow should I want to join up with him and I suppose I should. We weren't here for a pleasure trip, this was for Asgardian business. I looked around the room it was nice but it was nothing compared to the palace. Nice furniture, white walls with off white accents and white sheets on the single but large bed. A small decent kitchen and a luxurious bathroom. Loki let me take the bed. I've offered to let him to stay with me but if he has I don't know because I haven't noticed. He's in the bed talking with me till I fall asleep, but otherwise I don't know where he sleeps because so far he has already been up the first morning we were here ordering breakfast, which the pancakes here are quite good, and now he has gone some where. It wouldn't bother me if he slept in the bed with me, we are to be married eventually and would be spending the rest of our natural born lives together sleeping in the same bed. But oh well. I decided to follow his trail of magic. I used my own magic to copy an outfit I had seen someone wear the day before. The dress was white with thin straps that had floral designs that were etched into the dress and it flared out at the waist and went to my knees. Paired with it was this blue jacket that felt of this rough but comfortable material I heard was called denim. The shoes were tan sandals with gold plastic bands thin like ribbon that went over my feet holding the bottom soles to my feet.

I grabbed what was called the hotel key and left the penthouse. I took the stairs because the elevator contraption worried me a little. I walked down the steps coming to the lobby of the hotel following Loki's magic trail. I hummed as I followed it not bothering to pay attention to the people around me. I was careful not to bump into people but people didn't care about bumping into me. I'm quickly learning there was no manners in this world...or at least in this part of the world. People here seem to just be very bitter about everything...and the men I suppose who keep yelling at me trying to court me are just plain ignorant and rude and not to mention perverse.

"Hey baby! You should try smiling!" One yelled to me as I walked and it made me stop in my tracks. I turned around to look at the man who was yelling at me and he was leaning against a building with what looked like was a small piece of paper that was emitting smoke from it and it smelled awful. It reminds me of those terrible pipes Odin smokes from but worse. Those things can't be good for your body. He looked to have some muscles under his ripped up gray shirt that lacked any kind of covering for his arms. His muscles however were small in comparison to Thor and Loki. His pants were made of the same material my jacket was, and the shoes he adorned were white but they looked an off white with how filthy they were. His eyes were a soft gray color and small and a smug grin was across his face baring not the cleanest of teeth. A roman like nose. His hair looked greasy and it looked like he had just ran his hand through it moments before he spoke to me. No effort went into his looks or his posture or his clothing and he has the equipment to be good...laziness I can only assume. I hummed as I walked over to him and his grin went from ear to ear.

"Say Mama why don't I get your number?" He peered down at me and I cocked my head.

"You know...you shouldn't tell a woman to smile unless you've given her a reason too.." I looked at him with my black eyes and I saw him shift uncomfortably. I noticed whenever someone wasn't used to me or my eyes they could easily make them uncomfortable.

"Well uh...you got some unusual eyes babe…" He was more than uncomfortable now...good. He should be with the things he said that could make any woman uncomfortable or just annoyed like how I was now.

"You want to see me smile don't you?" I hummed and he watched my eyes travel down before he fell down.

One swift knee to the groin brings any man down. Whether he is a god or a mortal. He rolled over in pain and I smirked. "See now you got to see me smile...next time I'll cut them off." I hummed before walking off hearing him still grovel in pain far behind me. I continued walking down the busy sidewalk till I came upon the end of Loki's magic trail. I looked up at the building before me. New York Public Library - Stephen A. Schwarzman Building the sign above me read. The Building was one of the more beautiful structures here. I walked up the steps and blended in with the crowd of people. This was a busy and packed library to say the least that I was almost surprised to find it to be quiet as I walked in. I looked around and I saw in the very back the very God I was looking for sitting at a table alone surrounded by books. Women looking at him in amazement and adoring him for his looks and probably with how quickly he was reading through those books. I wasn't surprised. I knew he was ignoring them, once Loki has a book in front of him nothing can grab his attention away from it. Absolutely nothing. Not pretty women, not a war or a fight, not me...sometimes Momma Frigga can. Another thing with Loki is his ability to read quickly with magic and being able to retain any information quickly and easily. I walked forward and I leaned down in front of the desk ignoring the girls behind me who quietly scuffed and whispered their distaste for me.

"Why am I not surprised I found you here?" I whispered just loud enough for him to hear me and he flipped the page and hummed at me acknowledging my presence but he continued to read and I rolled my eyes. I knew he would react this way. It is Loki after all. I decided to look at the books he had already read. Loki had a system when he was in a reading mood. Books to the left he had already read completely while the ones to the right were ones he hadn't read yet. I grabbed them and I looked on confused. 'America's First Battles', 'Americas Army', 'The Art of War'...these were all books about Midgards defenses with their armies in America and in other places here. Then there were books that made no sense for him to have. Norse Mythology...why would he be looking into all of this? I looked up at him when he put a book into my hands, 'Marriage and Love' Was what was on the front of the book and I rose a brow and looked to him.

"And what is this for?" I whispered and that smirk graced his face. Damn him.

"You should be prepared for everything Kari...we will be married soon, should something ever happen to Thor, You and I will ascend to the throne." He grinned from ear to ear and I held back a blush by biting my tongue.

"wait what would ever happen to Thor?" I looked at him and he hummed.

"You know as well as I do that Thor is reckless." He crossed his arms. I finally got a good look at what he was wearing. A plain black button down shirt with a black jacket over top and black pants. I sighed and nodded my head slowly agreeing with him. Thor could be reckless when he wanted to be but Thor would be a good king.

"well either way what do I need this for?" He looked up at me with a knowing glance and he closed his book and leaned closer to me. His face was close to mine that if either of us moved an inch closer our noses would be touching.

"Because Kari, my lovely bride to be...you will one day be swelled with my seed and baring my child...and I know for a fact you don't know much when it comes to sex and you are still very much a virgin Kari." He explained to me all the while keeping that smirk on his face. I felt my face heat up so much that it was going to fall off and then...the images. I knew the images were Loki's doing. He was showing me what would eventually happen since we were to be married...my blush deepened as he showed me all the things he would do...what we would both do and how we would both feel and while this all seemed to scare me…I felt a wave of excitement run through my body.

But I knew Loki was right and I can't believe I had never really given it that much thought...on our wedding night I would be losing my purity and giving myself to Loki completely. Becoming one with him in the most intimate way possible and eventually having his children. It never really occurred to me before that one day our relationship would completely change in that way.

"Oh…" It was the only that could escape my lips. I couldn't even look at him as I stared at the book but I did notice him stand up and he took my hand.

"Come Kari...we shouldn't let these mortals see you blush so much like this...it's too attractive…" He grinned at me and I just couldn't say anything as he lead me out of the library. Now that I think about it...I never really asked anyone about sex or anything of that nature before...I mean I knew what it was and I knew the purpose and the outcome of it was to have children...but the images Loki showed me looked...enticing, and pleasurable and it awoke something within me that I never felt before. A wanting...a need to have Loki near me and against me...to have him in me. And that further made the blush run down my face becoming deeper and even traveling down my neck. He just chuckled at me as he walked me back to the hotel. He knew what he started.

Why did I ever expect something less from the god of mischief?