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Prince Loki and I walked over to where Prince Thor and Lady Sif were standing. While travelling over, I heard Thor's boasts of having the most amazing servants in all the nine realms. I also couldn't help but notice the actual Warriors Three walking up behind him.

"Can all servants fight in some way?"Sif asked as Prince Loki and I arrived in front of her. I shook my head silently her giving me a thoughtful look. "Then how did you know how to shoot as well as you did?"

"I-I have been secretly practicing archery for five months now."

Everyone seemed surprised by this except Prince Loki who looked slightly bored. "How did you learn?" Volstagg asked, but Fandral cut in "How did you learn? That's your question Volstagg? Come now I taught myself as well. What I am more curious to know is how you were not caught?" I looked down at my feet to avoid Fandral's gaze.

"I-I-uh just did?"

I stuttered out hoping he would accept it. Lord Fandral furrowed his brow in thought, but finally when I never met his gaze through my hair covered green eyes he looked away. "Very well." He said sounding slightly disappointed.

Then I heard the man I believed to be Lord Hogun speak. "Well Thor what do we do now? Hold another series of tests? None of the eligible archers were very decent." As he said that I heard Fandral scoff. "Please Hogun, there is no point, we have already found our new archer and my new apprentice." He then looked towards me again.

"Sanna is it? How would you like to learn archery form one of the best archers and swordsmen in Asgard?"

I was shocked they wanted me to join? I felt my body fill with a wave of hope only for it to immediately go away. As much as I wanted to, it was impossible for me to join. "I-I'm honored but I cannot, I am a servant, it is illegal for me to become a warrior. If I do I will surely be exiled from the palace if not worse, thank you though. I'm glad you deemed me worthy of your tutelage."

As I finished declining Lady Sif spoke up. "We can keep it a secret Sanna, no one will ever know. Only we use these grounds, besides I'm sure we could convince Loki to form some illusion to hide you." I wanted to tell her that it wouldn't matter because only three people can put my name to my face. One of which is already present. "I-I am sorry Lady Siff, Lord Fandral, my princes, but I cannot." I was about to walk back to the palace when I saw Lord Fandral whisper something into Prince Thor's ear. Thor's face filled with realization then an emotion I had trouble placing, before he spoke directly to me. "Well then servant Sanna it seems I have no choice but to order you to be Fandral's apprentice." My eyes widened in shock. He would not! I thought, hoping he would change his mind. But then I heard "Servant I order you to learn from Fandral and be part of my group!" He would… I sighed in defeat.

The next day was when I started my secret training with Fandral. Even though I had been against it at first, I couldn't contain my excitement now. I was pretty much jumping out of my shoes by the time Fandral gave me the bow. Before I gripped it I looked around to see only Prince Loki present. Unsurprisingly he was not even attempting to watch; instead he was reading a book with a title that I did not recognize.

"Okay now Sanna, I want you to show me your normal stance that you take when you shoot." I immediately raised the bow in my hands, and armed it with an arrow. I drew the string back until the feathers of the arrow were level with my cheek and aimed for the target. I felt Fandral's gaze studying me. "Huh… not horrible, but you need to raise your elbow that draws the string back higher. Spread your legs a little more as well."

I did as instructed and looked towards my instructor again. "Alright looks acceptable, now release the arrow." I turned back to the target to insure my aim and let the arrow fly through my finger tips.

I watched the arrow fly quickly down towards the target and connect to the target with a satisfying 'thunk.' I was happy to see that my arrow was the closest it has ever came to a center hit. I looked over to Lord Fandral expectantly. "Not bad…" The lord said with his right hand stroking his beard thoughtfully.

I almost jumped with delight but Prince Loki's words stopped me. "Don't get too excited Sanna, it wasn't even a center hit." I looked towards the prince with slight disdain, but I contained my slight irritation and looked towards my teacher again.

After about an hour of training, I told Lord Fandral that I had to return to my duties. He told me to shoot at least 100 times before our next training session the day after the next. Now my lord when am I going to find the time to do that without the risk of being caught by the guards? I thought in my head sarcastically as I continued washing the day's clothes.

While I was scrubbing one of the royal's shirts Thor's I assumed, I couldn't help but think of Prince Loki's remark. It was true it hadn't been a center hit. I wanted nothing more than to achieve one; well actually I wanted to achieve more than one to be honest.

After I finished the rest of my days work I went down to the servant's quarters to see almost all the others asleep. I waited for everyone to close their eyes before I quietly grabbed my new bow and arrows Lord Fandral had given me and went practice in the clearing I had used on Thor's name day. Once I reached my intended destination, I started firing arrows at the target. After shooting 36 in a row I still hadn't achieved a center hit.

Heaving a frustrated sigh I retrieved my six arrows once more and tried again. After this six I deemed it hopeless, for me to achieve one this night. I silently made a promise to myself to try again tomorrow. Walking back towards the palace I made a quick decision to swap out the book I had borrowed from the previous week.

The book I had taken before was titled 'Magic for Novices.' While I did not plan to take my interests in magic very far I still chose to borrow this book from the royal library. My reasoning for taking it was simply that some of the chapters dealt with enchantments. I always found enchantments interesting so I decided to learn a little more about them.

I learned that they are normally used for weapons such as swords or spears. They can range from making a weapon sharper and more deadly to giving the opponent burns or frostbite as soon as the blade comes into contact. That's the idea of them in a sense, but there is still much that I didn't know that this book lacked in its pages.

My hope was to find a way to make my shots with an arrow faster, stronger, and more accurate, but as I read the book I discovered that it had the same information that I had already acquired from eavesdropping on some magic users a month ago. Upon finding the entrance to the library, I crept in quietly. I walked over to where I had retrieved the book the previous week. Putting it back I then start my search for another.

After some brief searching I see what I am looking for, a magic book specified for enchantments. But much to my discomfort, it is on the highest shelf. Rising to my tiptoes I try to grab the book but to no avail. Not thinking of the consequences I started to climb the book shelf in hopes of reaching it. My climbing was cut short by an elegant, deep voice.

"Could you please explain to me what exactly you are doing?"

Startled I lose my grip on the shelf and fall to the ground. Wincing from the slight pain I felt on contact with the floor I look up to find none other than Prince Loki staring down at me. Feeling my face begin to heat up from embarrassment, I rise as quickly as possible.

"P-Prince Loki, I was just-"

"Returning the book you stole to take another?"

Finding his gaze suffocating, I looked down at my feet and quietly defended myself. "B-Borrowing actually sir." For a moment the prince studied me as if to decide if I was brave for taking a book or just simply lacking intelligence.

I in response to his discomforting look fell to his feet in hopes of forgiveness. "P-Please my prince I meant nothing by it, I was just curious is all!" I heard Loki sigh tiredly. "Rise Sanna."I rose to my feet but continued to look down.

"Look me in the eye."

Well my life was alright thus far.

I thought as I met Prince Loki's blue-green gaze. Even though I could practically feel my life essence draining from me, I couldn't help but notice what all woman servants do when looking upon his face. It was truly impossible not to get lost in Prince Loki's eyes. I waited for him to tell me to leave the palace or more likely from him, to send me to death for attempting to practice magic as a servant.

But to my surprise after holding my gaze for what seemed like ages he then held up his hand to reveal the book I had previously tried to retrieve in his hand. How could he possibly have done that? I thought I hadn't even seen him cast any sort of spell. Come to think of it he didn't cast one back on Thor's name day either.

"This was the book you desired correct?"

Prince Loki asked me while tossing the book back and forth between his hands with his fingertips. I found myself incapable of speaking so I nodded slightly instead. He looked at the book title and read aloud. "The Magic Practice of Enchantments, do you want to delve into the practice of magic Sanna?" He formed his sentence as a question but I knew it was a statement.

I finally found my words "I-I just wanted to study enchanting, to figure out how to make my archery more advanced, nothing else." I said loudly enough for the prince to hear. I waited for him to drag me down the hallway and turn me into the guards but to my surprise he held the book in front of my face. Shocked I looked up at him confusedly, he looked impatient.

"My arm is getting tired…are you going to take it or not?"

Flinching at his words I returned my line of vision to the book and reached for it. When I did I was surprised to see a spider about the size of the book itself perched on top of it. Gasping I began to remove my hand from the area.

When I began this motion I looked up to see Prince Loki with the same mischievous look he had when the rat came forth from that girl's goblet. Looking away from the book and his face, I went for the book and grabbed it in one swift motion. Seeing the book spider-free and in my arms I looked back up at the prince about to ask why he would let me have the book, but to my surprise he was no longer there. Realizing he left the library entirely I was left dumbfounded trying to figure out why he had let me keep the book.

Well that's it for this chapter! I have decided that I will post new chapters every Saturday and Tuesday. Keep in mind that is for Northeast United States time!

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