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I spent the remainder of my day trying to fathom why Prince Loki had agreed to help me. Was it because he found it amusing or was it because he was going to turn me into the guards the moment I walked in the library? Perhaps he felt bad for what happened earlier? Most of the explanations I thought of were thrown out immediately due to the ideas being out of character for the complex prince.

I was so deep into thought I could barely focus during my training with Fandral. He was very lenient towards me until I fired the worse volley of arrows I had ever laid eyes on. I winced at my volley and I heard Fandral sigh.

"Sanna, are you alright?"

"N-Not really I feel ill."

It was not a complete lie I was ill, but it was more mentally than physically. Fandral nodded, "Alright in that case I guess we can end early." I filled with relief almost immediately.

"Y-You have my thanks Lord Fandral, I'm sorry I just cannot seem to shoot well today."

"It's completely understandable, besides I'm sure you and the other servants still have much work left to do for the day."

Smiling I give Fandral a farewell before I head back to the Laundering Room to finish my work for the day.

I was so enveloped in finishing my work before I had to meet with Prince Loki, I never noticed when Asta came up beside me.

"Sanna are you listening?"

At the sound of her voice I felt as if I jumped ten feet. "W-Why would you sneak up on me like that Asta?" I asked as I turned to her slightly startled, hearing my heart pound in my ears. She just smiled slightly and shrugged.

"I said good afternoon many times. Apparently you just chose not to listen to me."

Then her attitude changed to the much more energetic one I have come to know. "Now tell me, did you decide to ask him for help like I told you to?" I knew the question was coming but for some reason it still caught me off guard.

"I-I yes I did. I asked him to help me this morning."

"Well what did he say?"

"He said he would help me for a month."

I watched as Asta's eyes widened in what looked to be surprise. "Really? Huh I did not think he would actually aid you. Who could have ever guessed that?" I feel my body fill with anger, I turn to her and look up.

"What do you mean you did not think he would aid me? You were the one who told me to ask!"

I yelled in a hushed tone, but she just shrugged at me. "Yes, but I thought there would be slim to no chance that he would help you. Never in an eternity did I ever believe he would agree to." Her expression then changes to one of amusement. "You know Sanna it never ceases to amuse me how shy you are around people of higher status yet around me you are just cruel." I give her a look of exasperation.

"S-Stop trying to get of the subject, and I am not! Oh and thanks for letting me know you were giving me advice that you were certain of."

"Oh Sanna, he still agreed did he not?"

"Do not remind me."

Then she smirked, "it's not all bad. You could do much worse than being alone in the presence of the handsome Prince Loki." I fought back embarrassment at her remark and fed her a quick lie.

"Y-You could do much better too...perhaps a bilgesnipe."

Asta's smirk turned into a full out laugh. "You say whatever you want Sanna but you are still going to be alone with the prince for at least an hour. And because of this I will make it my personal job to torture you about it. Do not take it to heart though, it is simply because I care."

"I'm sure."

More like because you are bored and want to torture me.

I think to myself as I finish washing the last sheet.

~Finally what I had dreaded and anticipated came. It was time to meet Prince Loki in the library.

I carefully sneak out of the servant's quarters, and down the hallway. Having to elude the guards only once I find my way to the library. I stare at the wooden double doors for at least five minutes before I finally gather enough courage to raise my shaking hands and open the doors. I walk in to find Prince Loki leaning on one of the tables in the middle of the room. He looks up from the book he's reading and gives me an unimpressed look.

"You are late."

I look down at my feet, "S-Sorry I was uh-"

"Nevermind with your excuses just come here."

I numbly walk over and sit in a chair by him. I was waiting for the crude remarks, the arrogant smirks, but surprisingly nothing of the sort happened. Instead he turns to me with a look of amusement and something else I have trouble placing.

"Alright Sanna, show me what you have been able to figure out so far."

I immediately close my eyes and begin to find the warmth that is my magic. Once I find it I slowly start to force my magic to gather in my right hand. I watch my blue magic encircle around my hand. After a few moments I let the magic fade and I look up at the prince expectantly. When I see the look on his face I know immediately that whatever he was about to tell me was probably going to be insulting. Prince Loki looks at me as if he cannot decide if he wants to laugh or sigh in disgust.

"That is the best you can do? Well, this will be a riveting time training you."

I furrow my brows in confusion and feel my face heat up. "W-What was wrong with it?" At my question he produces a dry laugh.

"What was not wrong with it would be a better question. Not only did you take too long to draw your magic out, you also could not sustain it very long after you did."

I realize quickly that if I am to learn from him I am going to have to take some emotional abuse.

"H-How do I fix it my prince?"

I say with fake kindness that I hope he does not catch. He doesn't seem to catch it thankfully, either that or he doesn't care about my anger.

"It's simple really, the reason you take too long to draw your magic out is because you are thinking of it as if it is something inside of you correct? In reality it is not something inside of you, it is a part of you and just like anything else that is a part of you it can be controlled."

When he finishes his words he holds out his fist and as soon as he opens it his palm is filled with a beautiful green orb of magic. I gasp as the room is bathed in the green light, and before I can stop myself I reach for his magic. As soon as I do, he closes his palm and the orb disappears. Unable to form words I look up at him in awe.

"T-That was amazing…"

I had not realized how close I had came to the prince until I looked to realize I am but inches away from him. Our faces are barely a lean away, as I make the mistake of holding his gaze. I blush slightly as I ungracefully take a step back, tripping in the process. Thankfully he did not say anything about it afterwards.

"Alright now I want you to try to form magic in your hand again but this time…"

He trailed off at he turned away from me and went to the table. He then grabbed something off of the table and looked back towards me. He then takes my hand in his, I blush profusely at this.

What is he doing?! And why am I blushing?!

I think to myself, but as soon as I think this, he takes out the other hand that held the object he had grabbed earlier. I see immediately that it is a quill with ink on it, he then uses the quill to drop a dab of ink in the center of my hand.

"You will try to only let magic out of the area I just marked."

"W-Why though?"

I ask confusedly. He rolls his eyes at my remark as if I am nothing but a foolish child. "Simply put, it is easier to only draw magic out of a smaller area. The less the magic has to fight your physical being, the better."

Understanding what he has told me I set to work. I close my eyes and imagine a blank slate with nothing but that dot in the middle of the blankness. I focus on that dot and my magic as I try to coax the magic through. I feel my magic before I see it. I look to see my magic only coming out of the small area just like the prince had instructed me to.

"I-I did it." I said quietly, careful not to take my eyes off of the blue flowing magic afraid if I did it would disappear.

"Do not get too excited Sanna that is only the first part. Now that you can draw it out of you properly, you have to shape it."

He held out his hand again and filled it with magic. I watched curiously as he changed the shape of the green orb into a star, diamond, and then a crescent before he extinguished the green light. I nodded and attempted to try so with my magic. But it fought against me, like it was an ocean that did not want to be tamed. Just as I was about to give up and let the magic fade, Prince Loki's cool hands reach out and grab my own. His hands start glowing with my own magic as well.

He is trying to help me?

Understanding wordlessly I try to shape my magic again. This time the magic does shape quite easily. I can feel how it shapes, how it is controlled, and then he drops his hands and whatever control I had diminishes. I let the magic fade and look up at him. We were close to each other again but I tried to pay no heed to it.

"T-Thank you...I've never had control like that before." He nods looking into my green eyes. "I expected you would fail horridly at that. Control comes with time, eventually you will be able to control it without my aid." I nod in understanding and go to try again. It went on like this for a while, me attempting to draw my magic out and him aiding me when it came to a certain point. At first the closeness of him bothered me, although I could not figure out why it would. Eventually I came to the conclusion that he had to be close to me to help me.

Not to mention it would not matter if it were for another purpose anyways because that is impossible coming from Prince Loki. I don't know why I was still worrying about it though he had moved away from me now anyways. My thoughts were interrupted by his impatient voice ringing out.

"No Sanna, if you are going to perform enchantments you need to have better control than that. Try it again, and do it correctly this time. If you find something like this difficult then you shouldn't be learning." Finally I could no longer take the questions swirling around in my head, I had to ask.

"W-Why did you agree to help me my prince?"

He looked up from the book he had been reading while he was teaching me.

"Why? Do I need to give you a reason?"

"It would be nice sir."

He sighs and rolls his eyes, "I simply was growing bored. I decided I needed something more to entertain and occupy my time with. Also watching your pathetic attempts at magic in the courtyard were starting to annoy me." My eyes widen in realization.

"W-Wait so you were the one who was watching me?"

"You made it quite difficult not to. Honestly I am surprised the guards never caught you."

I am very tempted to look angrily at him but eventually let it go. I was about to return to my magic when he closes the book loudly.

"Well I believe it is time to retire for the night."

"I-Is it really that late?"

He rolls his eyes at my question, "I believe the correct term is early. Do you not pay attention at all."

Catching on to what he was implying I groan. I had been up with the prince all night, today was going to make Niffleheim look like a breeze. "Meet me in the library again tonight, you still have much to learn before you can begin enchanting. I would like you to be ready to start it by the end of the week. If you're not ready by then, you can consider your lessons done." I nod numbly as we walk towards the doors. We walk out together and start to part ways until I hear a sound I know way too well.

"I cannot believe that we have to work again today. Does the All-Father not believe in breaks?"

Knowing immediately it is the guards I spring into action. I untie the apron all servants are required to wear from my waste. Quietly I run over to the nearest column that is about a foot away from me. Quickly I take the apron and wrap it around the banister. When I am sure it can support my weight, I begin to climb the column with speed I am normally not capable of. Once I reach a high enough height I stop and look down. I watch cautiously as the guards walk past the column I am perched on. Once they are a safe distance away I carefully slide down the banister until I reach the ground.

"So that's how you avoided the guards all those times."

I gasp and twirl around to see Prince Loki leaning on another column that was closest to mine.

Where had he gone when the guards came through?

I think to myself quietly, but I dare not ask. He has a studious look on his face as he looks at me, then the expression changes to a smirk. "I must admit, it is quite clever considering your resources. But you do realize I could have just turned you invisible as well right?" "I-I-Uh force of habit my prince?" I stutter out blushing as I realize how idiotic I must have appeared in front of the prince. He smirks, acknowledging my reaction with amusement.

"Oh yes I do believe this will be fun. Farewell Sanna."

I curtsey, thinking to myself as I walk away.

Perhaps training with Prince Loki will not be as dreadful as I had anticipated after all.

Doubtful, yes but I can still hope right?

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