Your room was lightly illuminated by the city lights. You carefully walked across the room avoiding anything that could trip you. The size of the room still amazed you. You could fit your entire apartment in it.

"I should have brought something to sleep in." You mumbled to yourself. You dug through the wardrobe trying to find something to wear.

"Rummaging doesn't befit a lady." You jumped startled and hit your head off of the shelf holding a few pairs of shoes. You turned quickly and tried to find who had spoken. His voice seemed oddly familiar. You could see no one but felt a presence.

"Who's there?" The air in front of you shone lightly and a figure appeared. "Prince Loki." The figure smirked.

"You don't seem surprised."

"Few men would be so rude as to enter a woman's room at night without permission." You glared angrily at his figure.

"Hmm an interesting toy Thor has brought me. Fear not, I have no real interest in your body." You reached up and slapped him across the cheek. The image shimmed and grew blurry before reforming on your right. "I can't leave remember? War criminal."

"How could I forget that I'm to marry a monster." You regretted the words as soon as you said them. No one deserved such hostility. "I didn't mean it, I'm sorry."

"That's what I am. A monster." His image changed again. His skin became blue and red eyes glared at you. "I am a monster like you cannot imagine."

"No, your actions define who you are." You turned away from him. "If anyone knows that it is me."

"You don't know anything"

"Really? You think that you have it bad Prince? My family sold me off to pay a debt. It took me seventeen years to get away. Then when I think that I have found a new family they send me off in the name of peace. You get freedom with this marriage but I lose mine!" He looked at your angry form. You turned away from him again feeling defeated. "Just get out, I don't have the energy to argue with you." He didn't answer you and disappeared in a flash of light. You flopped down angrily on the bed behind you and sighed. You had never told anyone else about your past but had told him without a second thought. You couldn't figure out why you had. You rolled over on the bed an heard something crunch. You reached over and found a soft green shirt and a small piece of note paper. You turned the paper over in you hand and gold letters began to appear. 'As I said rummaging doesn't befit a lady. Something comfortable to wear' You lifted up the shirt up and inspected it. It wasn't anything special but it smelled like him. You felt yourself blush thinking about that. Then you scolded yourself for such thoughts. He was horrible you couldn't possible think of him like that. Could you?

You felt yourself drift off into a restless sleep. Nightmares from your past haunted your dreams. There was a dark figure reaching for you but he was unfamiliar. As he reached towards you, you tried to get away. You couldn't tell what s intentions were. You stumbled and fell and before he reached you, you awoke. That man seemed familiar but you weren't sure why.

'I must just be overwhelmed with everything that's going on. Mostly because of him.'

Loki's POV

Loki paced around his chambers trying to piece together what he had seen. You appeared to be hostile against the marriage even though you had agreed to it. You also had a past that was less than ideal. Then there was the fact fact that he couldn't help but feel as though he could trust you. He was frustrated and confused by you and he didn't like that.

'What could she possibly know. Why do I even care?' He couldn't get you off his mind and it irritated him. Never before had he been so hung up on a woman.

The door to his chambers swung open and he groaned as his brother what walking through the door.

"Brother." Thor greeted him as he strode towards the dark haired prince.

"I am not your brother." Loki growled angrily.

"Blood does not determine brotherhood."

"Then what does? Surely not contempt and anger."

"No Loki that is not it either." He paused. "I have come to speak with you about ( ). She is a good woman and a friend. I have forgiven what you have done in the past but if you hurt her I will not be able to forgive you and I will kill you. She has been through Hel and back and for that she deserves more than you."

"She is none of your concern now, seeing as you gave her over to a monster." Loki now stood facing his brother. "From what I see you are no better than what you make me out to be. I remember a time when you cared not for anyone but yourself. Now you claim to be above me"

"This isn't about us brother. This petty grudge you hold against me shouldn't affect her. She deserves better than this. I am speaking to the man I know is still in you somewhere brother. Treat her well, or you will have more than me to answer too."

"Get out. Monsters don't take kindly to threats."

"All that matters is that monsters take kindly to Angels brother." Thor left Loki alone in his room with his thoughts. Thoroughly exhausted a Loki stripped his armor and lay down to sleep. That night his mind drifted into troubled dreams. He saw ( ) beaten and bruised and a small dark room. Even weak and frail she held a strength about her. Large white wings were folded behind her back but she made no move to use them. He tried to reach out to her but she pulled back from his figure. The more he tried to reach her the farther she pulled away from him. As the darkness closed around him he woke with a start.

'What was that? Nothing my mind is playing tricks on me.'