Celeste woke up around mid-day, looking around and remembered the events of the day before. She got up and put on a simple dress (since the closet seemed to only have dresses). She opened the door and decided to head to breakfast. Except I don't know where to go, she exhaled annoyed. "Good morning Celeste," Loki said, walking down the hall.

"Morning. I, uh, was just heading down to breakfast."

"As was I. I'll see you down there." Great! Now I can just follow him and- before she could enac her little plan, the Emerald Prince disappeared And... teleporting... of course... she groaned and started heading down the hall. But, not a moment later she could have sworn she heard a familiar voice chuckle and say, 'Wrong way,' and, having no other leads, Celeste headed the other way.

She continued to wander for about ten minutes, once and a while hearing the same voice lead her down the many long hallways. She finally ended in front of a door with two guards on either side, This must be it, they opened the door for her. Inside, it seemed everybody was already sitting and eating and the only available seat was next to Loki. "I see you made it," he whispered in her ear. Using his magic, he had been able to watch her and get her to the dining room.

She rolled her eyes, "No thanks to you," Actually she probably wouldn't have made it without his guidance.

"Well, you're here now, aren't you?" he raised an eyebrow. Celeste just glared at him, almost like a child who hadn't gotten there way. Isn't that just adorable, Loki teased to himself.

After finishing their meal, everyone dispersed. At some point during the meal Celeste started talking to Loki again. "Well, since everyone else is gone, I think I'll head to the library. Would you care to join me?"

"Only if you don't leave me stranded in the halls again," Celeste quipped.

"No promises," Loki said over his shoulder with a smirk as he walked out the door, Celeste quickened her steps to catch up. She shook her head and smiled a bit, God of Mischief indeed.

"Do you think you could teach me how to read more?"

"Of course," She is the only person I've met who's ever taken an interest in books, why let that go to waste? He thought, trying to suppress his eagerness. The back of his mind told him that he was a Prince of Asgard, that he should pay not mind to a mortal. She's not just a mortal! She's- he stopped his thoughts from going any further, he could work out his feelings any time, but not in front of the one causing his frustrations. Yesterday he had slipped a bit, Just to be welcoming, he tried to convince himself. Before he could stop himself the words came out of his mouth, "And maybe you could show me more of your Midgardian scribbles." And I just sad that, oh well, too late now.

Condescending much? "At least Midgradian writing looks like letters instead of tally marks."

"Is that a no, then?" he feigned disinterest.

"No! I'll-uh- yes I'll show you."

"Excellent, we cans start immediately," before Celeste could respond they teleported to the library. She faltered a bit but Loki helped her maintain her balance with a quick grin before he regained his composure.

"Let's s-start off with what we remember," she suggested.

"Yes, let's," Loki gracefully strode over to the table where paper and pen still remained from the night before, Idiot, control yourself! his subconscious said, Too bad!, his conscious said. The alphabet, their names, each others names, common words, they wrote it all. How strange it is, bonding over something a simple as letters? But, as bizarre as it sounds, they continued to grow closer, simply writing side by side.

When they ran out of paper, Loki came up with a much more interesting idea for continuing their lessons. He stood up, clasped his hands together and concentrated. The room around them changed, and everything turned into paper! From the door to the bookshelves, it was all blank parchment and the smell of old books refilled the room. "Wow," Celeste was speechless as she stood from her now paper chair.

"What word should we write next?" Loki asked, hiding a smile.

"Magic..." he went to work right away, and when she snapped out of her daze she corrected him, "No, I mean, that was magic. It was amazing...and 'magic' ends with a 'C' not a 'K.'"

"Whoops," he mimicked an Earth term Celeste used one or twice before. "Is that better?" he stepped aside to show her the fixed word.

"Yes, that's better," she went forward and wrote next to him. "Loki?"

"Hm?" he didn't look up from what he was writing on the wall.

"Could you teach me magic? You seem very skilled, so I thought you'd be able to help me." He battled internally for a response until she said, "And you're a very good teacher."

"I'll teach anything you wish to know."

"Great, what should we do first?"

"First," he focused a moment and the paper around them shrunk until it was a mere slip of paper in his hands, "Try channeling your magic again." She did as she was told, and the familiar feel of magic flooded to her hands. He nodded approvingly, "Now try expanding it, like this," his own hands glowed instantaneously and the glow enlarged, now encircling his hand. Celeste tried, but this proved to be a more difficult task, her fingers shook with anticipation, the glow grew brighter, but not larger. "Celeste!" he pulled her back to reality, making the magic leave her hand and send out a small burst of light throughout the room, making a few books fall from their shelves.

She winced as they hit the ground, "Sorry."

"That's quite alright," Loki said, the books floating up and returning to their places. "Magic is not an easy skill to master. Let me try something," he grasped her hand, causing goosebumps to crawl up their arms, "Um, try focusing your magic again. Good, now, make it grow," his voice was soothing and he rubbed small circles in her palm. Ever so slowly, the gleam coming from her hands broadened. Loki let go (reluctantly) and stepped back to observe her progress, the ball of light faltered a bit but Celeste quickly regained control. "Bravo. Now you remember what you did a moment ago?" she glared in way that meant 'yes, why did you bring it up again?' "Do that, only this time try not to blow up the library, please."

She giggled a bit at that and focused again. The glow brightened from the inside out, "Great, now, throw the magic up in the air, separate it from yourself, but let it come back to you." She eyed him cautiously and, hesitantly, 'let go' of the magic. It popped up a few feet before landing inches above her hands. "See? Nothing to worry about my dear." She moved her hands around the sphere of magic, watching it change shape with every motion her fingers made. At one point it was shaped like a heart, a faint blush crept on both their cheeks (though Loki's was easier to hide) and the magic heart decayed in the air until only a little magic puff was left to dissipate in the air.

They were silent a moment until Celeste's stomach rumbled, "Perhaps we should get some lunch before we continue?" Loki asked.

"Sure," she said. They walked down to the kitchens for some sandwiches and a nice conversation.

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