Hello my readers,

This is mainly a transition chapter and I hope you enjoy it!

I do not own Marvel...

I avoided Prince Loki as much as possible for the next two days. I don't know why, I guess I was just hoping if I avoided him enough my newly discovered feelings for him would miraculously go him also meant that I did not go to the library at all, meaning I had to practice enchanting by myself.

It has been three weeks since he started teaching me and his aid helped me immensely. I went from barely being able to channel my magic into an object to being able to perform a protection enchantment. This enchantment allows the user to enchant an object to protect itself, and the person holding the object. Even though it was about the easiest enchantment to perform it was still better than no enchantments at all.

Before the...incident occurred, Prince Loki was supposed to teach me a strengthening enchantment starting yesterday. It would have been the closest I have ever come to my goal of learning enchantments to use with my archery. Sadly though I never got to learn it for obvious reasons.

Part of me thinks I am being difficult and that I need to confront him...but I am simply not ready to confront him or my feelings for him. It did not help that I was completely clueless in the matter of what he thought of me. Had the kiss meant nothing to him? Was it a moment of weakness? I wasn't sure if I wanted to know the truth.

Since I had avoided going to magic lessons this meant I had been working with Fandral and Sif more in regards to my archery. I was working with Sif two days after Loki kissed m-...the incident. I was notching my final arrow of 100 shots. I was happy to see that even though I had been distracted for every shot that I had still performed admirably which was a good sign that I was improving.

I finally let the arrow slide from my fingers and to it's intended target. I was happy to see that my last shot ended up hitting the center mark. I smiled at my shot and turned to Lady Sif. Lady Sif nodded absently and smiled, "good shot Sanna. That should be good for the day." I nodded solemnly and picked up my bow.

"Are you alright Sanna? You have been acting strange since Loki's Name Day. Thor told me what happened, would you like to talk about it?"

I dropped my bow as I took a sharp intake of breath. How did Prince Thor know? Did Loki tell him? Why would he do that? Sif saw my reaction and a look of concern came on her face. She quickly walked over and wrapped her arms around me.

"I'm so sorry that the maidens tried to use you like that. For once I am glad Loki was there."

Relief crept over me when I realize that Sif was referring to the incident of the girls trying to use me and not Loki kissi- the incident. For some reason I wanted to tell her my side of the story about what had happened. Even though her and I were growing closer I knew she wasn't the one I needed to talk to.

"I am fine Sif, but I think I need to go."

Sif looked hurt at my refusal to talk to her but I still turned from her and walked towards the kitchen. Even though I wanted nothing more than to run to my mother and tell her everything. I wanted to tell her everything from becoming an archer to the kiss Loki and I shared. I thought maybe she would know what to do, but I also knew that if I told her I would no longer be able to help Thor and the others. So instead I found myself searching the kitchen for Asta. I finally found her cleaning some dishes, I walk up to her and tap her on the shoulder.

"Asta," is all I say as she turns around with an annoyed look on her face. She looked as if she was going to yell at me for interrupting her but once she sees my face the annoyed look on her face vanishes.

"Come on," she says quietly as she grabs my arm and leads me down to the servants quarters. Once we arrive at the quarters and Asta checks the rooms to make sure we're alone she turns back to me with a solemn expression. "Sanna are you alright?"

I shake my head slowly and she wraps her arms around me immediately. I could feel my eyes water from sheer frustration.

"What happened?"

"I do not even know how to begin."

I say softly to her unsure if she even heard my response. "The beginning would be nice…" Asta says jokingly, obviously trying to get me to laugh. Sadly though her attempts of humor have no effect. I sigh slowly and release her from the hug. We sit down on my bed and I start to tell her all that has happened. I tell her everything starting from learning Loki wanting to help me to the man trying to force himself on me only to be stopped by Loki himself.

"W-Wait a second Prince Loki stopped him? What happened after that?"

"I-I was really shaken up, I remember that much. I-I'm pretty sure I embraced him."

Asta looked as if she was going to flip with excitement. "Let me finish my story before you say anything more." She attempts to contain her excitement and nods. I then continue my story and tell her of the Jormungandrs that Loki conjured. Finally though I got to the point that I wanted to share with her the most.

"...After the guards left I decided to confront Prince Loki and ask him why he decided to help me. He tried to tell me that it was because I am a servant of the palace."

"-Because you're a servant that's the best he could come up with? I thought he was supposed to be the Lie-Smith or something of the sort."

Asta said feeling the need to cut in, I roll my eyes at her remark but continue to speak. "Actually he said it very convincingly, but I still I told him I did not believe him. I started ranting once more, and then he…" I trailed off, trying to find the right way to say my next words to make sure that she did not get the wrong idea. But wasn't the idea she would come up with the right one?

"He what...what Sanna! Tell me!"

"He kissed me alright!"

I whispered sternly. Asta's face went void of emotion for a moment then she broke into a wide grin. "I knew you liked him." She said all knowingly. I felt my face heat up at her comment and I look down at my feet.

"Even if I do like him it does not matter." I say quietly to her, "servants are forbidden from having relations like that with a person of high status. Especially a prince, I have no choice but to pretend like the kiss with Loki never happened." After I finish telling her my beliefs I cannot help but notice the smug look on her face.

"What?" I ask her confusingly, while raising an eyebrow.

"You did not use a formality for his name."

I felt my heart rate increase realizing that she was right. "I-I do not use one for Sif e-either!" I stuttered trying to defend myself. But as I speak her grin continues to grow.

"It's one thing to not use a formality for a lady, but you always use one for a prince. That is proof right there of how you think of him, why hide it?"

I sigh at her words and then I look up to see her grin become a sly smirk. I roll my eyes in exasperation,"Asta it does not matter what I think of him. There is not a chance in Niffleheim that he would ever think of me as anything more than a servant. I doubt he even thinks of my as a friend." Asta then looks at me like I have lost all sense.

"You are joking right? You two are always talking at night during your magic training. Do you expect me to believe that you only talk about magic?"

I thought about her words for a second. Could she be speaking truthfully? I thought about when we spoke of other things beside magic. I couldn't help but remember the very few times when he told me of how he used to get Prince Thor into trouble. But the more I thought about the chances of Loki having feelings for me, the more illogical the thought became.

"Asta I am sorry but there is no possible chance of Prince Loki returning my feelings."

Asta looks slightly shocked at my words. "So wait you really…" I shake my head before she can finish her words.

"I really do not know. I know that I have some feelings for him, I just cannot figure out how deep they go."

Asta nods in understanding, "alright just be careful. Oh and tell me when you figure it out."

Asta says smiling slightly and winks at me. I roll my eyes to hide the blush that is evident on my features. "It does not matter anyways like I said something like that will probably never happen between us again."

Asta looks slightly saddened by my words. "Damn, you were starting to make servant life interesting again too."

She says jokingly and I scoff. "Of course you would think of my life as free entertainment." I say as I cross my arms and continue speaking. "Come on we should get back to work."

I finish speaking and start to get up, she nods and we walk out of the quarters. I get back to my area and work for a little while longer until I finish. Once I finish I quickly realize that it is time to train with Loki again. I think about whether or not I want to train with him, but quickly decide my month is coming to a close quickly so I need to stop being childish and decide to train. I walk to the library quickly and on my way there I start to worry.

Will he be angry at me for avoiding him? What If he refuses to train me or is not even in the library?

I swallow my fears as I reach the library doors. I stare at them for a moment before sighing and opening the doors.

"Ah Sanna there you are, I was starting to think you were not coming."

Loki says as I walk into his view. "Why would I not come my prince?" I ask unconvincingly, I wince at my own words when I hear how high my voice sounds. To my surprise Loki does not mention how flustered I look.

"Today we will go over the strengthening enchantment."

I nod at his words but then he sighs exasperatingly. "We could be done with this enchantment by now if you hadn't been absent." I wince at the at his words.

"I-I'm sorry I was just-"

"Avoiding me?"

"N-No! That's not it at all, well somewhat but that's not all of it."

I say raising my voice slightly, and Loki crosses his arms.

"Then what is it?"

"I was confused alright!"

I yelled loudly, Loki's anger vanishes when he hears my yell and looks taken aback for a few moments before he smirks impassively. "What is there to be confused over?"

I feel my chest ache dully at his words, "you know what? I do not think I'm ready to start training again."

I say abruptly and start to walk out of the room. Loki does not move from the place that he was standing as I walk away.

"We are going on a mission to Muspelheim tomorrow Sanna. If I were you I would try to learn this enchantment, it could save your life."

I stop right at the doorway to the hall, I had almost forgotten that we are to go to Muspelheim tomorrow. I hated to admit it but Loki was right, Muspelheim is arguably one of the most dangerous realms. I remember being told that it is the realm of eternal fire and that it is very inhospitable. It does not help that the reason we are going to this unforgiving plain was because Odin wants us to retrieve some object that we haven't even been told of yet. Finally his sense got to me, along with the guilt I was feeling for how I had avoided him. Although the guilt is slightly waning when I think of how he avoided the reason of my avoidance so harshly. Finally after mulling over my thoughts once more, I find myself caving in.

"A-Alright I guess I should train for a bit."

Loki nods and starts to teach me the correct way to perform the strengthening enchantment. "It is similar to the protection enchantment in terms of how to channel the magic into the object. But once the magic is channeled you must imagine your magic strengthening the object, making it more sturdy and impenetrable. If the object is strong then it in turn will deliver a strike you would not be normally capable of with a normal arrow."

I nod at his words, trying to forget the argument we had just had, and set to work. After about an hour I found myself getting close to succeeding with the enchantment, but anytime he got too close to me my abilities with magic would lessen. I would be too distracted and slightly saddened to perform it correctly. I also made sure even if he may have noticed my reactions towards him when he was closer to me, he would also notice the look of indifference I had painted on my face. When he touched my hand while correcting my magic flow, he looked at me strangely. I assumed it was because I did not become flustered at his touch like I normally do. That is what I hoped it was at least.

Since to the quest tomorrow we decide to stop early. I was quite thankful for this considering how awkward the hour between us had been. Granted I avoided him like the plague for a few days, but still.

"You did well today Sanna, I will see you tomorrow then." Loki starts to walk away but I could no longer stand the guilt eating away at me. "My prince wait," Loki turns back to me with a look of curiosity evident in his features.

"I am sorry for not attending training the past two days. It was childish of me and I should not have done it."

Loki sighs and runs a hand through his hair. "It is fine Sanna, I had other things to attend to anyway." I wait to see if he was going to say anything more, to see if he was going to mention what neither of us would. When he doesn't I contemplate questioning him myself but before I do I stop myself.

What are you going to do Sanna? Ask him why he kissed you even though you damn well know that the answer probably isn't what you are looking for.

"Forget it."

Loki says quickly, while looking away from me. "What?" I ask even though I know exactly what he is referring to. I hear him release a slightly irritated sigh. "What happened on my name day, you should forget it ever happened. Like I plan to." I nod at his words, but I cannot help but feel a pain in my heart as he says those words.

Why do I feel as if I have just been rejected?

I think to myself, but I quickly try to cover up any pain that I may be showing."I shall see you in the morning then." I say to him quietly, making sure to look at my feet whilst curtseying. I quickly walk out of the library without sparing him a second glance.

I'm sorry! It had to be done though, I mean come on name one time Loki has ever given in to anything...

Don't worry though I'm sure things will look up for them...maybe.

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