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The next day my thoughts continued to drift towards Prince Loki while beginning my duties for the day. As expected the queen called for me to help her dress. As I aided her, I couldn't help but try to think of reasons why he hadn't turned me in to the guards. Actually he could have done much worse yet and went to Queen Frigga. Although the All-Father was in charge of Asgard, no one questioned the Queen's reign over the palace.

"Sanna are you listening?"

Her grace's voice cut through my thoughts like a knife. "N-No I'm sorry my lady things have been a bit busy in the palace lately. I know you don't have time for my negligence my queen, please forgive me."

"Hush Sanna it is fine."

Sighing with relief at her words, I finished lacing the bodice of her dress. She turns to smile at me. "You may go Sanna." Curtseying quickly, I walk out of her room to continue my very busy day.

To my luck I didn't run into the mischievous prince once during my duties, but the day was young. After many more tedious chores it was finally time for Prince Thor to 'call me for assistance,' also known as archery training. I ran up to the area once again eager to continue my training with Fandral. But much to my displeasure I had forgotten I would be meeting with Lord Fandral tomorrow and not on this day. So instead I found Lady Sif there to aid me in instruction. While she didn't know nearly as much as Lord Fandral she still aided me quite a bit.

"Alright, now fire the next volley of arrows."

She instructed as soon as she slightly fixes my form. After using my breath to blow my bangs from my face, I fired another volley as instructed. But just like the last ones all were close to the center, but not a perfect shot. If Lady Sif hadn't been present I probably would have thrown the bow in annoyance, but instead I gave it back to her.

"I-I don't think I will ever shoot a center hit."

I mumbled blowing my hair from my face again, standing in a defeated posture. But much to my shock Lady Sif shoved the bow back into my face.

"Well you will not hit a center shot with an attitude like that now will you?"

I flinched at her words, when she saw my reaction Lady Sif sighed. "Sanna, you need to let go of your insecurities, they are what's holding you back. Once you have confidence in your abilities you will improve greatly."

Letting her words take effect I take the bow from her I close my eyes, and start envisioning a center hit. I thought of Prince Loki's words on my first attempt training with Lord Fandral. Then I drove that thought from my mind and shut everything out. I thought of nothing but one thing,

I can do this.

I shot my last arrow and to mine and Lady Sif's happiness it hit the center mark. I dropped the bow my eyes widening with shock. I barely noticed when Lady Sif came forward and hugged me. "Excellent Sanna, I knew were capable of doing it!"Sif told me excitedly. After she released me I couldn't stop the smile that formed on my face. Nothing could ruin this moment…

"She finally hit the center? Well it's about time don't you agree Sif?"

Except that!

I thought bitterly as soon as I heard the sarcastic remark, that I had no problem identifying as it Prince Loki's. I turned angrily towards the voice and discovered him high up in an oak tree reading another book. I silently hoped that he could feel the glare through the branches that I was giving him. I heard Sif sigh exasperatedly."Loki damn it all! Come down here!"Loki jumped from the high height of about seven feet and landed on his feet gracefully. "What's wrong Lady Sif?" he said with mockery in his tone.

"Do you have nothing better to do than harass this poor girl!?"

"Technically since she is my servant and I do try to make it a business to harass all of my servants so…no."

I couldn't help but think he had a point, I honestly was just still happy he hadn't blamed me for his tricks yet thank the Norns. Even though I was supposed to be mad about Prince Loki's remark I couldn't help but smile at the way he handled Lady Sif's anger.

After much yelling from Sif and many sarcastic remarks from Loki, Lady Sif ended up leaving in a huff yelling about going to find Prince Thor. After she left I continued with my assignment from Fandral. After finishing the assigned one-hundred shots I was happy to find that at least 15 of the remaining 65 shots were center hits while most of the others were close to the target. Quietly I put down the bow I began checking to see if any guards were near, still slightly worried about them seeing me.

"What are you looking for?"

I had almost forgotten Prince Loki's presence. I jumped at the sound of his voice and looked toward where he had been. He was now lying underneath the oak tree reading what looked to be another book, different from the one earlier.

"I-I was checking for guards."

I said quietly and I noticed him roll his eyes. "Do you really think they'll recognize you? Not to mention that you're by me so they would probably just assume you are of high class." I looked around again at the guards I had spotted earlier.

"I guess…"

I murmured quietly. Loki then got up from his spot underneath the tree and brushed off his pants. "Well it's getting late; I shall retire to my chambers now. Sanna bring my clean attire to my room." I nodded and started towards the opposite entrance on the other side of the clearing that was closer to the Laundering Area.

Leaving my archery equipment in a bush by the entrance, I go to the room to find the clothes Prince Loki requested and start towards his chambers. Upon arriving I knock loudly on the outside of his door which he opens, only for me to find a very not so vexing sight.

Once the door is opened I see Prince Loki wearing only his pants he had worn that day, thus lacking a shirt. Unable to stop myself I look at his muscled chest for longer than I care to admit. Finally I ripped my gaze from him and look up to his face. Blushing profusely I hold his clothes out to him.

"H-Here you are sir."

I managed to say with my voice only quavering a bit. He ends up looking at me with an amused glint in his eye for a moment. Then he took the clothes from my hands and nodded. "Thank you Sanna, you may retire to your room now." I bade him the formal farewell and turned as he closed the door.

Walking towards the servant's quarters I find it exceedingly difficult to rid the image of the prince from my mind. But finally I managed to even though I don't know why I thought of the prince to begin with. Finally I came to the conclusion that it was nothing but me not being used to such a sight. Easily convincing myself of this, I crawl into my bed located in the servant's quarters.

My life is slowly becoming much too much for me to handle.

I thought as I closed my eyes and let oblivion take me away from my troubles for a while.

I wake up in the night on command as normal. Grabbing the book Prince Loki had let me keep the previous day, I go out to the royal clearing once more. Instead of practicing archery like I normally do, I sit down under a tree and start to read the book. Skimming through the pages of what I already know, I find what I am looking for.

A page dedicated to nothing but types of enchantments and how to form them. I read the instructions and set to work, I start by closing my eyes and trying to find the magic located in all beings. Since I had already had a vague idea by reading the other book, finding it was somewhat easier than I expected. I then tried to form the magic into my hands just as I tried before with the other book.

I felt a warm feeling encircle my hand. Looking down I am happy to see a slight blue aura surrounding my hand. The next part didn't come to me as naturally though. It called for the person to channel their magic into the desired object. Taking an arrow from my bag I had brought with me, I place it in the glowing hand.

Once again I start to channel my magic into the arrow, and not to my surprise it failed…again…of course.

This was probably the twentieth night I had tried this from about four different books I had taken from the library. Still the results were the same every time. Surprisingly I hear something I don't expect…a chuckle. Turning around I look to see nothing.

I must be going insane.

I thought as I got up while throwing my items in my bag.

Or maybe it is just Prince Loki laughing at my novice ability with magic.

I had meant it to be a joke but for some reason it made me think that perhaps that was the case. Dismissing the ludicrous idea, I sneak past the guards and go back to the servant's quarters. Sadly I accepted that I had failed at my attempts of enchantments once again.

Well that's the forth chapter!

A little shorter than I would have liked but oh well...

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Preview for Chapter 5:

"I-If it can only be killed by severing their limbs then what use will I be?" At my question the prince formed a very dark smile."That my Sanna is the fun part, you will serve as the distraction."

Not for the first time I wondered if the Norns just loved to torture me.