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As soon as I leave the prince, I start to look for Asta but find it increasingly difficult to find her. Finally I find her being yelled at by one of the maidens of the palace. The palace maidens are young virgin women of high status. Their families usually send them here in hopes of them marrying to a man of high status or money. Seeing Asta being yelled at by one of them seals my anger. I stalk over to them ready to defend my friend.

"No I refuse to do it again Hilda!"

I hear Asta's voice whispering harshly as I close the distance between myself and the two.

"W-Why are you yelling at my friend my lady?"

Even though I am angry I still say my statement quietly, knowing that as miniscule as it is she still has a title. Therefore I must show respect. The girl looks at me with a look of disgust evident on her pretty features. I could practically see the disdain in her eyes as she looks at Asta.

"Why do you care? Is she your servant?"

I was taken aback by her question. "My servant? No she's my friend."

She looks at me oddly, "why would you be friends with a servant?"

"Because I am a servant as well!"

A look of shock takes over her face, "but I thought...Why are you wearing a dress like that if you're a servant?"

I try to keep a calm appearance as I speak to her. "I have been assigned to serve Lady Sif for the day and she insisted I wear this." A look of understanding becomes obvious as she realizes the truth. "I understand now, she rented you out huh? I did not realize you could do that."

Rent me out? What am I a horse?!

I keep a very fake smile on my face as she continues to speak to me.

"Well since your friend refuses to help me, how about you?"

I am starting to find it increasingly difficult to keep my cool with this woman. I smile politely, "Asta, I'll handle this alright?" I say not taking my eyes off of Hilda. I do not need to look to know Asta has left to return back to her duties. "N-Now what are you asking of me my lady?" I say quietly, and she smiles.

"Now servant, the other maidens and I want to have a little fun after the feast tonight. I know servants have keys to certain rooms am I correct to assume that you have these keys like your friend did?"

I furrowed my eyebrows at her question. Asta is a kitchen servant, she wouldn't have keys to the chambers. The only way she would is if she took someone else's. I then remember that my keys went missing after Thor's Name Day. Asta took my keys to help this girl, but why?

After knocking myself out of my thoughts, I manage to nod wordlessly towards Hilda. I cannot help but feel disgusted as I see sickening smile appear on her features.

"Very good servant, at midnight I would like you to open the maiden's bedchambers so our...visitors can come in. Are we clear?"

You are a very lustful virgin aren't you?

I cannot help but think as I narrow my eyes at her. "F-Forgive me for saying so my lady, but are you c-certain you want to do this?" When I say this a glint of anger appears in her eyes. "Who are you to question my decisions? From what I've heard one of your servants has been seen with the prince on more than one occasion." I wince at her words, and fear engulfs me.

I didn't know my meetings with the prince were known. This is bad...

I worry for a moment that she knows it is me, but thankfully I can tell that she doesn't know I am the one of which she speaks. "I-I am sorry but what are you speaking of?" I say quietly, curious and terrified of what people are inferring.

"What you haven't heard? A servant keeps on being called from her duties to 'aid' both princes, these summonings happen on a daily basis. Mainly though I have heard the beckonings come from Prince Loki."

Realizing I have been seen more than once I make a mental note to be called for training in a different way than the one presently. Even though I try to stay calm about this, I can still feel my fear rise in me in worry of what people are thinking.

"Look what it has come to, I am gossiping with a servant. You understand what I am asking of you." I manage a nod in understanding towards the so-called maiden. She smiles brightly and begins to walk away then stops.

"Oh and by the way servant. If you refuse to do what I have asked of you I will have to tell Queen Frigga that servants have been messing around with the princes. Not to mention letting men into our chambers at night. I'm very positive if that happens it will not fare well for you."

When she finishes her threat towards me she walks away heading towards the other dancers, probably to find a suitable partner to dance with. I stand there awestruck of what had just happened. Now I know why Asta did it. I think bitterly, then a wave of horror washes over me.

How in the name of the Norns do I plan on getting out of my training with Prince Loki early?!

I groan quietly to myself having just realized that I am more afraid of Loki than helping a lustful maiden.

After I am done being blackmailed by Hilda, I quickly leave her to look for Asta. Thankfully it is easy to find her since most of the royals have moved outside to finish their merriment. I find her cleaning off the royal table looking very distracted and saddened. I walk up to her, it takes me a bit but I finally find the courage to speak.

"Asta-"

"Do not bother Sanna." Asta says cutting me off.

"But it isn't what it seems! Sif asked me to be her personal servant for the night, nothing more." I watch as she looks into my eyes angrily.

"Ah so it is Sif now, not Lady Sif."

I wince in realization of what she is implying, then I feel myself fill with anger. "Why does it matter? Is it wrong of me to have other friends?" Asta then rises from her work and looks at me. My anger dissipates when I see the tears in her eyes.

"I knew that when they took you in that you would change, but I never thought that it would change you this much."

"What in the Norns are you talking about? I haven't changed."

I insisted my voice now taking a lower tone. Surprisingly Asta just smiles sadly.

"You do not see it do you? Sanna you used to be so quiet and never talk to anyone above a servant. If you did it would be quiet and barely understood. Now you talk to them as if it is nothing. Whatever has transpired between you and them has caused you to lose the fear you had for people of higher status."

I let myself absorb her words. Was it true? Had I lost my fear?

I realized quickly that she was right in regards to Lady Sif. I no longer felt as if I had to get on my knees and beg for forgiveness whenever I did anything wrong infront of her. Although I still felt that way for the princes, but when it came to her the thought was almost silly. I also used to be afraid to not speak formally when addressing a person of higher status, but now I felt that it was just a formality.

Finally I look at Asta again and draw a breath. "Perhaps you are right Asta, I have changed a bit. But even if I have, these changes do not take away the friendship that we have. You will always be my best friend Asta."

Asta stays still for a moment, which makes me fear my words fell on deaf ears. But then she comes forward and hugs me. "Thanks Sanna, I needed to hear that." We pull back and smile at each other, then Asta's happy features take a turn.

"So what did Hilda say to you?"

I take a breath and recount the conversation I had with her to Asta. Throughout the whole story Asta seems to become more angry. "What a whore." Asta spits out angrily. At her words I look around to make sure no one heard her.

"Asta! Watch your words, you could be hanged for such a remark!"

Asta rolls her eyes, "maybe if it was a lady or the queen. But her? I highly doubt they would do anything to me."

I sighed at her remark and fought back a slight smile. "Whatever you say Asta," I say, shaking my head. "I have to go find Prince Loki and tell him that I am unable to train today." After the stories I have told Asta she seems to be more empathetic than expected. "Good luck Sanna." I nod solemnly and start to walk down to the Royal Library.

When I arrive I am distraught to find the library vacant. I feel a slight disappointment grow in my stomach that I dismiss immediately. I leave the library quickly and begin my search for the prince again. As I turned to walk down a hallway I run into someone. I fall very ungracefully to the ground, I have a sharp intake of breath when I look up and see someone of higher class. I immediately get up and start to beg for pardon.

"I-I am so sorry for running into you please forgive me sir." The man looks at me and smiles, "it is quite alright. You look to be in a hurry."

I awkwardly nod and smile, "uh yes I was looking for Prince Loki. You haven't by chance seen him have you?"

"Actually I have, the last I saw him he was with his brother outside with the others in the royal gardens."

"Alright, thank you sir!"

I say as I give him a formal farewell. I then turn and run off in the direction of the gardens. When I arrive I see Prince Loki surrounded by our friends. I cannot help but notice the bored expression on his face as his brother boasts loudly beside him. I quietly walk up to them and tap Loki on his shoulder. He turns around curiosity replacing the previous boredom.

"I beg your pardon Prince Loki but I need to speak with you."

Instead of dismissing me like I expect he gets up and we leave the noises of drunken men and laughter behind. Once we are in the hallways of the Asgardian Palace once more he turns to me, waiting for my words. I feel nervousness erupt inside of me once the prince and I are alone which I attempt to ignore. Sadly though as of late my attempts to ignore these reactions are becoming quite difficult. Especially with his eyes trained on me at this moment.

"I-Uh do not think I can train with you today."

At my words he rolls his eyes in annoyance, and I notice his shoulders slump in disappointment? No that cannot be, if anything he should be thrilled that I will not be training with him today, let alone disappointed. "And why exactly are you cancelling?"

Prince Loki asks as he leans back onto the palace wall, with an indifferent look on his features. I try to ignore the slight pain I feel when I see his lack of caring but I once again attempt ignorance. I shake my head at his question and a grim look begins to show on my face.

"I-I have been...ordered very kindly to let men into the royal maidens chambers tonight."

Loki smirks at the hint of sarcasm I accidently added to the word kindly. "Ah so they threatened you then?"

"Sh-She told me that if I didn't oblige that she would tell Queen Frigga that I have been the servant s-seen with the princes."

A dry laugh escapes Loki's lips, "it's quite amusing that she does not even know the irony of her threat." Despite my worries I manage to give Loki a slight glare, he isn't taking this seriously at all.

"I'm glad you think it amusing, but either way I am as good as hanged. I either let the men in and she continues to use me by blackmailing me. Or I disobey her order and she gets me in trouble." Fear begins to erupt inside of me as the realization of my situation sets in. I let myself slide down to the hallway floor.

"I'm as good as dead aren't I?"

When I look up at the prince with fear in my eyes all the amusement that was shown before dissipates. To my shock and surprise he slides down the wall and sits on the floor by me. I look into his blue-green eyes and see an emotion that is impossible to place. He looks at me silently for a moment more before whatever emotion that had been there before disappears and a mischievous glint in his eyes replace it.

"Well in that case we will just have to make sure the first time you help them is your last."

I give him an incredulous look at his statement, "and how by chance my prince do I not do either without it resulting in my death?"

"Simple, we'll have to scare them."

We'll? W-Wait Loki, are you going to help me?"

I say whilst raising my eyebrow. I then cover my mouth when I realize I said his name without formality present. Loki just smirks at my reaction and pays it no mind.

"Yes Sanna I am."

Curiosity bubbles inside of me, but I manage to keep my confusion down when he starts to say the plan to get me out of my current situation but sadly he does not mention the plan.

"Meet me in the library in an hour," Loki says simply.

He starts to get up but I grab his wrist to keep him from leaving. Looking confused Loki turns back and looks at me curiously. I furrow my eyebrows in confusion and utter a question I desperately needed answered.

"Why?"

His smirk fades and he looks taken aback for a moment as if he was confused and did not know why either. He continues to stare at me as if looking into my soul. My face heats up as he starts to lean towards me. Frozen and my heart beating rapidly, I let him continue leaning towards my face.

When he is but inches from my lips he pulls back. Then whatever confusion he had is gone the moment he looks into my dark green eyes. He furrows his eyebrows, and looks at me silently. My face heats up and nervousness becomes evident in my body as I also stare at him. Then he blinks and looks away quickly as if he is clearing his mind.

"You are my family's servant, it is wrong for you to be ordered around with such foolish demands."

The indifference in his voice causes pain to my heart but I don't know why.

"Oh...alright, thank you then...my prince."

Loki gets up quickly and bids me a farewell. Thus leaving me leaning against the wall all alone. Even after he is long gone I still cannot get my heart rate to slow down or the pain in my heart to cease.

Why do I care what he says?

I ask myself but sadly I get no answer.

Sorry for the teaser that I added in there...well not really sorry but just pretend I am!

That's it for this chapter!

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