Summary: Y/n goes to The Northern Fields to practice her magic, and Loki follows to help her practice.
As you rode Fenrir across the rainbow bridge, you were confronted by Heimdal. "The Northern Fields?" He asked, to which you responded to with a brisk nod. The Bifrost opened, you stepped in, and within seconds you were sitting atop Fenrir, the lush green grass of the Northern Fields surrounding the two of you. You stroked his crystal white mane, before kicking his side with your leg, causing him to brake into a gallop. His raven coloured coat shone in the afternoon sun, his mane and tail blowing behind him in the summer breeze.
You travelled across the plain of eternal grass until you came to the edge of the forest. "It's okay boy, nothing is in there." You said as you clicked your tounge, causing Fenrir to move forwards. You didn't stop until you came to a clearing in the middle of the woods. There, you got off of your horse and walked towards the small pond that lay in the middle of the clearing, it's water glistening like a pool of sapphires. You sat down at the edge of the pool, took off your gloves, and began practicing your magic.
You never could do magic all that well. Despite it literally being in your veins, you couldn't muster up enough spiritual energy to make anything happen. The most you could do, was create a small purple ball of light that acted as a small candle, lighting up dark places with its illuminating purple glow. Even then, the sphere of light was no bigger than your iris. You were sitting there for a while, so engulfed in struggling to do more than a purple ball of light that you didn't notice anyone approaching from behind you.
A soft, silky voice rung out throughout the clearing, jolting you straight out of your concentrated state. "You need to relax a little. You're blocking the energy flow." You spun around, the orb vanishing, along with it the purple hue. At the edge of the clearing, leaning calmly against a tree, was Loki. His raven locks were not how they usually looked. For once, he had his hair how it naturally was. Loose and silky, with a very few small curls being visible in the dark mess here and there. "Don't do that, Loki! You gave me a heart attack!" You breathed, watching as Loki gave off a signature smirk. "I'll try harder next time." He said, walking towards you and sitting down.
You shook your head, grinning at his playfulness. "Wait, aren't you supposed to be getting your outfits sized?" You asked. Loki scoffed, blowing a strand of hair out of his face. "Do I look like I have time for that nonsense? I have clones for a reason, you know." Rolling your eyes, you sighed. "At least you can actually do something with your magic." "Well if you didn't try so hard and paid attention to what I'm telling you, maybe you would get somewhere." He wasn't wrong. But it wasn't that you weren't paying attention, you just couldn't wrap your head around how to do the things he was showing you.
"Loki, I do pay attention. It's just that I can't understand how you do it!" The raven haired prince sighed, before grasping your hand and positioning it so that you were holding it out across the pond. "Let's try something different." He said, before moving so he was sitting behind you, his chest pressing against your back. "Close your eyes, and concentrate on the energy. Feel it pulsing through your veins, and will it to go beyond you." You did as he said, shutting out everything except Loki's voice.
"Now I want you to push the energy up through your body and out of your palms." Carefully, you did as he said, and before long you could feel the familiar burn of the magic as it ran through your body. "Good, very good." You heard Loki say, before you felt his cold hands grasp your wrists, slowly trailing up and resting in your palms. "What are you doing?" You asked, before a tingly feeling erupted throughout your body. "Strengthening your energy flow." The prince replied. The feeling was getting stronger now, and any second now you were sure it might overpower you. "Loki, what's-" you didn't get to finish your sentence, because all of a sudden a burst of energy erupted from your outstretched hand, flinging both you and Loki backwards.
You opened your eyes, groaning in pain. Your ears were ringing, your back was sore, and you had a major headache as well. You had landed against a large oak tree, however you couldn't see Loki anywhere. Then you felt a pair of arms slide underneath your body, lifting you up off the ground gently, carrying you somewhere. You were too tired and in too much pain to process much more, so you gave in to the welcoming darkness.
Waking up, you slowly looked around. You seemed to be in your chambers, laying on your bed. As you went to sit up, however, a sudden force pushed you back down. "Stay." The voice was firm and demanding, but a familiar silkiness to it. You did as you were told, but tilted your head to see who it was. Loki sat on the edge of your bed, arm outstretched, a golden glow surrounding it. He seemed to be healing you, the way he never once moved his eyes away from the spots on your body that hurt.
The feeling of your body being healed was rather funny. It felt warm, but at the same time it tickled. "You should be fine by tomorrow morning." He said, standing up as he finished healing you. For a split second your eyes met, and you could have sworn you saw something other than his usual cold glare he had. Relief? You shook it off, happy to be home. "Does Frigga know I won't be at dinner?" You asked as Loki grasped the doorknob. "Dinner was five hours ago. See you in the morning." And with that, Loki shut the door behind him, leaving you alone in the darkness.
Authors Note: Okay so for anyone who is confused about the context, this is an extract from one of my stories on Wattpad that I decided against publishing because I ended up re-writing the entire story, and the new one is currently in-progress. When Y/n says "Aren't you supposed to be getting your outfits sized?", it is a reference to the outfits that Loki would need to wear when a ball is held. Anyways, thanks for reading!
