If Agni had felt like a prisoner before, it was nothing compared to what she felt now.

Literally locked up, not even the dragon to company her anymore. She had no idea how many hours she'd spent in. Sitting on the floor, leaning against the corner with her legs pulled towards her chest, just staring at nothing in general; going through her thoughts.

Did she regret what she'd done? On some level, yes. On the level of righteousness? No.

"One day you're gonna rule this realm," Agni imitated her father's voice in a mocking tone. "One day you're going to be a Queen! And I don't want you to let me down, Agni."

Then she went back to her own voice.

"But father, what if I want to live my own life? Make my own choices?"

Back to her father's.

"I don't care about what you want, Agni! I only care about myself and my own thoughts, and roasted salmon!"

Then she groaned, smacking a skull to the floor. After this, the girl let her head fall to her hands.

"I hate my life." She mumbled.

*FIFTEEN MINUTES LATER*

"Is this really where he's going to keep me locked?" Agni murmured to herself, as she was walking around the room. "A princess. Locked in a tower. How poetic."

Agni snorted, shaking her head.

*ANOTHER FIFTEEN MINUTES LATER*

Agni was shouting loudly as she stood with her arms aimed towards the wall, shooting fire out of her hands, burning the wall.

*...AND ANOTHER FIFTEEN MINUTES LATER*

With her head leaning against her knees that were pulled against her chest, Agni sobbed to her clothing.

"I am going to die in here."

*SURPISINGLY, 15MINS LATER.*

"I am not, going to die in here," Agni groaned to herself, pacing back and forth in the room.

Then she stopped, and aimed a fireball at a pile of skeletons, that burst into flames.

And then she clenched her jaw.

—

2 MONTHS LATER

Thor, Lady Sif and the Warriors Three were all playing around with swords on the palace yard on a beautiful afternoon, when Lady Sif's eye caught Loki sitting on the bench a couple of feet away near the fountain, just sulking.

"What's got Loki so down?" Sif asked Thor, as she turned to sword with him.

Thor glanced at him.

"Have you ever met Loki?" Thor joked dryly. "Everything's got him down."

Lady Sif smirked.

"Is it the girl?" Fandral called, and Loki narrowed his eyes at him as he lifted his head.

"A girl?" Volstag asked, confused.

"Aye!" Fandral announced, excited as he battled Fandral. "I heard Loki traveled across realms for a Princess."

"There's a Princess?" Volstag gasped. "For Loki ?!"
"Princess of Muspelheim, I hear." Fandral added.

"Enough!" Loki snapped, jumping up.

They all stopped sword-fighting.

"Are you sulking over a girl?" Lady Sif asked, a little amused.

Loki didn't answer.

"Of course he is." Thor shrugged. "Who of us isn't?"
"Valid point." Fandral admitted.

Lady Sif rolled her eyes, but still smiled.

"Tell me…" She started. "What is the kind of a girl that can get Loki Odinson in such a mood?"

"A Princess." Volstag grinned wide.

"Bet she was a pretty one." Fandral said, and they both snickered quietly.

"Alright, I'm leaving now." Loki announced, turning around and walking away.

The guys laughed, but Sif gave them judging looks, before shoving her sword back to her leg-strap and rushing after Loki.

"Loki," She called.

"Leave me alone, Sif." Loki just said.

"Come on," Sif said as she hurried to his heels, and now Loki turned around.

"What?" Loki asked. "Did you run all the way to mock me?"

"No," Sif shook her head. "I ran all the way because I'm actually curious."

Loki frowned.

"Of what?" He asked.

Sif smiled a little.

"Of what she's like." She shrugged. "I never figured you as one for even liking a girl, to be honest."
"Are you kidding me?" Loki frowned. "Obviously not since every girl ever has got their eyes on Thor, before me."
"Oh, come on." Sif said. "That's not true. I'm sure girls have got eyes for you, too."
"Not a single one." Loki said.

"I bet the Princess has." Sif then smirked a little.

Loki looked at her for a moment, before sighing and turning around.

"Well I'm never going to see her again, so…" He mumbled as he walked to the edge of the palace, and then sat down, his legs hanging over the edge.

Sif looked at his back for a few seconds, before she went after him, and sat down next to him.

"Your father, huh?" She asked.

Loki was quiet at first.

"Yes." He then said.

"Well… I mean, he can't keep you locked in Asgard forever," Sif tried.

"It's absolutely crazy, come to think about it." Loki suddenly said. "How I… I don't even know this girl. But for some reason, I - I can not seem to stop thinking about her. Her hair, face, body, voice, lips-"

"Loki, have you ever heard of the thing called… Soulmates?" Sif stopped him, smiling with the corner of her mouth.

Loki glanced at her.

"No…" He mumbled. "You sound like my mother."

Sif laughed.

"Tell me about them." Loki then added, a little embarrassedly as he stared off to the distance.

Sif smiled at him, before she turned her gaze to the distance too.

"Well, some people believe that there's a soulmate for everyone." She started. "Ideally suited to another."

"But there are so many people in the universe," Loki frowned, and they turned to look at each other. "How's that possible?"

"I don't know, but it is," Sif shrugged. "And it's not, exactly… A scientifically proven thing. Even though that it almost is."

"You're really not making any sense right now." Loki deadpanned.

Sif chuckled.

"Look, Loki, all I'm saying is that maybe this- this Princess could be yours!" Sif said. "If you met her… once. And like what, two months ago? And you still can't stop thinking about her."

"Isn't that quite normal?" Loki frowned.

Sif smiled.

"Not for Loki." She said quietly.

Loki looked at her, and then hummed, turning his head away again.

"Is there more information about these said 'soulmates'?" Loki asked.

"Yes," Sif answered. "The man who came up with the term, had an idea that we were all originally born with four arms, legs, and a single head with two faces. Then came a set of evil gods, who punished the race by splitting everybody in half, giving all these people only one pair of each limb."
Loki looked disgusted.

"And it's said that they would forever long for their other half. The other half of their soul. And that when the two find each other, there's an unspoken understanding of one another. And it would feel magical, as they're reconnected again."

There was a silence, as Sif looked at Loki, waiting for his reaction, and Loki was quiet, staring at the mountains.

"That just sounds like a bunch of crap." He then commented, and Sif chuckled.

"I don't know, maybe." She commented. "But it's a thing."

Loki didn't say anything.

"What's her name?" Sif then smiled a little.

And for another small moment Loki was quiet, before speaking.

"Agni."

"That's a beautiful name." Sif said.

"She's a beautiful girl." Loki mumbled, gaze dropping down.

Sif looked at him, before grabbing his hand and giving it a gentle squeeze.

"You're gonna meet her again, Loki." She said. "I'm sure."

Loki looked at her hand on his, but then turned his gaze to Sif.

"Thanks, Sif." He then said, squeezing her hand back, and Sif smiled.

—

"Bllllleargh!" Agni shouted as she began to run towards the wall, and then managed to run up it. She kicked herself around in a tuck as she aimed fire, and then landed on her feet.

She stood still for a moment, and then hummed.

"Not bad." She said to herself.

Then the door opened.

"Oh, thank Heavens, Ragul." Agni breathed, wiping her forehead as she began to walk over to him. "I'm starving."

The new maid-boy Ragul, who was about Agni's age smiled as he stepped in and handed Agni the tray.

"How's the practicing going?" He asked.

"Well, I should be able to kick both my father's and every guard's arse on this planet in… Five years. Uh-huh. Five more years." She joked, and Ragul laughed.

"Come on." He said. "You're amazing with what you do. I've seen you. Why don't you just make the run for it? I mean… I'm not exactly standing in the way."

He stepped away from the door, and held his hands to cover his eyes.

"I'm not seeing anything. Oh, what a shame if the princess were to disappear!"

"Ragul," Agni laughed, grabbing his hands to pull them away from his eyes. "Stop it. I can't run. Not before I've trained properly. The second I step out from those doors, my father will raise hell on me."

"I know." Ragul sighed. "Sorry."

"It's okay." Agni smiled, biting on the piece of bread. Then she sat down, patting the floor. "You wanna join me?"

Ragul looked at her for a moment, before he glanced out of the door. No one around.

"Yeah, why not." He shrugged, and sat down opposite Agni.

He glanced around the room, and snorted.

"Love what you've done with the place." He said.

Agni glanced around too, seeing all the scattered skeletons and skulls and the room looking like an overall mess.

"Thanks." Agni smirked a little, stuffing more bread to her mouth.

Ragul turned to look at her, and smiled.

"I'm really gonna miss you when you're gone." He said.

"What?" Agni raised her brows a little. "Not if you're coming with me."

"Agni…" Ragul chuckled, shaking her head. "I can't come with you."

"Why not?" Agni asked. "It's gonna be a great, wild escape. I will be like The Fugitive."
Ragul frowned.

"The what?"

"It's a film in Midgard!" Agni smiled excitedly. "They have a lot of them. With guns and explosives. And they also have this ridiculous looking actor named David… Hesselhaff?"

"What?" Ragul laughed. "Oh, wow, Agni."

"What?" Agni chuckled a little.

"You're out of your mind." Ragul shook her head. "Are you really going to do this?"

"Do what?" Agni asked.

"Run away!" Ragul blurted out, throwing his arms up. "You have an entire palace. You're to be a Queen."
"Oh, stop it, Ragul," Agni frowned, shaking her head as she dropped it with a sigh. "You're starting to sound like my father."

"But what's so fascinating about the outside world?" Ragul asked. "About… Midgard?"

"It's not just Midgard," Agni said.

Ragul looked at her for a moment.

"Is this about that prince?" He asked carefully.

Agni lifted her head.

"Ohhhhh." Ragul then said. "This is about the prince. He was from Asgard. Right?"

"It doesn't matter," Agni snapped. "Loki-"

"Loki!" Ragul pointed a finger. "Yes. That's the guy."

Agni shot him a small scowl, before continuing.

"-promised to come back." She said. "He never did, so..."

"What, and you're basing that on what? Agni, you've literally been trapped inside this room for five months! You wouldn't even know."
"Oh, you think I wouldn't have heard about it?" Agni raised her brows. "Ragul, you come to bring me dinner every day. You would have heard if there was a Prince from another realm coming!"

Ragul stared at her for a moment.

"True. Point well made." He said, and Agni nodded.

"So, see? Besides, I would never run away for a boy." Agni said. "That is just ridiculous. I'm running away for the world. The universe. The realms."

Ragul nodded carefully.

"Why can't you come with me-?" Agni then asked. "Ragul, you'd love it out there!"

"Agni, I can't go," Ragul frowned. "This is… My life."
"What, you call this a life?" Agni raised her brows. "You are literally a servant."

"Yes, for your Highness!" Ragul snapped, jumping up.

Agni frowned a little now.

"Ragul, I'm... sorry. I didn't mean it like that."
"Yeah, well, I took it like that!" He said, boiling. "You're a Royal, Agni. But you don't care. You just wanna toss away everything that's been given to you, because you have a dream."

Agni didn't say anything.

"And that's why I envy you." Ragul sighed, calming down a litle. "Not because you're on a higher status."
"Am I, though?" Agni mumbled. "Look around, Ragul."

She opened her arms wide.

"I'm trapped." She continued, before dropping her arms back down.

"I'm not a Princess," She spoke. "I'm a project."

Ragul didn't say anything at first, only looked at Agni. But then he dropped his head, and nodded.

"I'm sorry." He said. "You're right."

"Ragul!" The guards shouted from the hallways.

"Go," Agni said.

Ragul nodded.

"I'll see you tomorrow," He said, and Agni nodded too.

Then Ragul was out again, and Agni was left alone. She stared at the tray in front of her and the piece of bread in her hand; before she threw it to the edge of the room, and sighed.

Then she got up, and began to shake her limbs, to warm them up.

And then she closed her eyes. She clenched her fists, and bit her teeth together;

And slowly her skin began to glow. It glowed in red, orange, yellow, until finally cracking like melted lava. She began to rise high in the air, levitating;

and then, she burst out in fire.

And Agni's eyes shot open.

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