We arrive back in Loki's room. He lets go of my arm, stepping away.

"Thank you." I say quietly. "For helping Dessa."

He glances at me, amused. "You would have needed a servant anyways. She was just available."

"Either way, thank you." I reply, looking up at him. "It's totally unfair that she would have been cast out to the streets."

His amused smile disappears. "It is the way of Asgard. You would do best not to question it."

I look down, a bit sad he didn't agree. But he is a prince, after all. He needs to agree with his realm.

I never said I agreed nor disagreed. A voice says, in my head. I quickly look at Loki, my eyes wide.

"Did you just..?" I start.

Yes. He replies, still speaking inside my head. I stumble backwards shocked, and place my hand on the wall to steady myself. I knew he could read minds but this? This is entirely different.

"What else can you do?" I ask.

He smiles. "All in good time." He replies aloud. He looks away from me, and instead looks out the window. "As much as I hate to.. we need to do something before you're actually allowed to be here."

I'm not allowed to be here?! Since when? I take a deep breath, calming my thoughts. I stand up from against the wall. "What do we need to do?"

His gaze meets mine. "We need to introduce you to the king."

I stare at him, confused. "I don't understand." I say. "You are my king."

He chuckles. "But I am not the king of Asgard." He focuses on me. "And it would be best if you do not refer to me as your king around Odin or my mother."

I nod. "I understand." I look back up at him.

He opens the door, gesturing for me to go out. "Let's go."

I exit, and he closes the door. '"This way." He turns to the right and starts to walk down the hallway. I catch up to him walking beside him. We exit the hallway out into a large common area chamber.

Thor is here, I recognize him immediately. He smiles when he sees us. "Hello, brother!" He greets Loki. He looks at me. "What do we have here?" I'm about to speak when he goes on, looking at Loki again. "You have not gone against father's wishes again, have you brother?"

Loki sneers. "Of course not. We're going to see Odin right now." He looks at me. "Cameron, I would like you to meet my petulant brother, Thor." I bow slightly, realizing I have no idea how to curtsy. I guess I missed that part of training. Loki turns back to Thor. "Thor, I would like you to meet Cameron." I notice he doesn't add any sort of title to my name. Does he not want Thor to know I'm his servant?

I'm snapped out of my thoughts as Thor leans down and takes my hand. "It is a pleasure to meet you, Lady Cameron." He says seriously, kissing my hand. I feel heat rush to my cheeks. He straightens up, looking back at Loki. "I do hope you know what you're doing, brother."

"I always do." Loki retorts. He offers me his arm, and I take it. "It was nice to see you, brother, but we must be off to see Odin." We begin to go around Thor.

"Before you go, brother." Thor says, placing a hand on Loki's chest, stopping us. "May I ask Lady Cameron something?"

Loki sighs, then looks down at me. I shrug to say I don't care. "Very well, Thor, you may ask her your question, though I don't see why it couldn't wait."

Thor looks at me. "Lady Cameron, are you pregnant?"

I gape at him, shocked. Why would he think I'm pregnant?! "Excuse me?" I finally manage to stutter out.
"I asked if you were pregnant." Thor repeated.

I glance at Loki to see if this was serious, but he's too busy glaring daggers into Thor to see my gaze. I look back at Thor. "No, I'm not." I tell him. "Why would you think that?"

"We really must get going." Loki hisses through his teeth at Thor. Thor only smiles. "Thank you, brother. And thank you, Lady Cameron. I do hope we meet again soon." He walks around us and down the hallway.

"Um.." I start.

"Not now." Loki says sharply. I stop talking.

We walk the rest of the way to the throne room in silence.

Once we reach the doors, we let go of each other's arms. "Do not speak unless you are spoken to." Loki advises, turning to me. I nod to show I understand. The tension he had earlier is now either gone or cleverly masked.

He nods back, and turns to the door, knocking on it. Immediately, two guards open the door from the other side, revealing the throne room. We quickly enter and approach the throne.

Once we get pretty close to it, Loki kneels, and I follow suit. "You may rise." Odin says to us, and we do. I get a good look at the king. He's a lot more intimidating up close. Although his hair is white, he still puts off an overpowering vibe. He is definitely king, and if anyone ever opposes that, I feel bad for them.

"How are you today, Odin?" Loki asks.

"Why do you always try to stall Loki, even when nothing's the matter?" Odin replies. He stands up, and looks directly at me. "Who are you, girl?"

I step forward. "I am Cameron, sir. Loki kindly invited me to come to Asgard."

"Why?" Odin inquires.

I look at Loki, wondering what he's going to say.

"She is not like the others, I promise." Loki says. "She is here for a much different reason."

How many others have there been!? I turn back to Odin, expecting him to order me to be sent back to Midgard. Instead, he surprises me. "Very well." He says, then turns to me. "If I may ask a rather personal question of you, my dear."

I nod. "I do not mind, sir."

"Are you pregnant?" Odin asks.

I have to refrain form smiling. I knew he was going to ask that. I really need to ask Loki what that's about. "No sir, I am not." I reply, meeting his gaze.

He smiles and sits back down on the throne. "That is good. Welcome to Asgard, Cameron. "I hope you enjoy your stay."

I smile back. "I hope so too, sir." Then, the world suddenly darkens and turns sideways. I panic, locking gazes with Loki, who looks concerned. Then, the world goes completely dark, and I pass out.

[A/N Bit of a shorter chapter, but I promise there's good reason for it!]