(A/N: So much happens at the start of Thor, Jesus.)

Pale hands moved along the surface of dark skin quickly, while two others braided intricate little designs into curly, brunette hair. Sparkling amber eyes were staring into their own reflection, already bored of what was to come. Her gown was already on her, and it looked beautiful. It was her signature color of white, while a golden belt wrapped around her waist. One of her shoulders was bare while the dress hung over the other in a cape. Her neck was adorned with a golden choker that looked like woven vines, and her bare arm had a golden band wrapped around it. Her collarbone was lined with golden powder, as were her cheekbones, her nose, her chin, her forehead and the dip of her upper lip. She was glowing. Her hair was braided at her scalp and tied on top of her head in a large bun with some of her curls left out in front of her face. She bowed her head and a golden crown of vines was placed in her hair.

"What is this?" The princess questioned, her eyes narrowed. "Where is my mother's crown?"

"Prince Thor requested that you wear the one he had made for you instead." Ragna explained, putting the final touches on her hair.

Andromeda sighed, putting her head in her hand. Thor had really taken this 'King and Queen' thing to heart.

The week of before the prince's coronation was spent celebrating every night and into the early morning. During that week, Andromeda and the crowned Prince had been nearly inseparable, though they had not sleep together since the first night. Thor was not his usual self toward her, in fact, he was very respectful and did not so much as look at another woman when he was with her, despite it being his celebration. He did not bed any other maidens either, not since the first day.

That whole week Andromeda had a very tough question to answer; How did she feel about Thor? She did not know really, it seemed as if a switch was turned over night and she felt butterflies when he looked at her. But yet, her mind was still on Loki.

Speaking of the younger Prince, she had not seen much of him lately, but that might of had something to do with the fact that she was adamantly avoiding him. He had sent her flowers everyday since their argument, but not just any flowers; they were gardenias from Midgard, meaning that he actually put in the effort to travel to her home realm and retrieve them for her. A month ago she would have swooned but now? She was sick of his lies, sick of his whores and most of all she was sick of him.

"The crown is beautiful..." Andromeda commented, looking at herself in the mirror. "And it is his day…"

"And he will be king!" Sylvi added playfully, laughing when the princess swiped at her.

Andromeda stood from the vanity and examined her full look. Unfortunately, she had to wear shoes to such an important event, despite her loathing of the footwear. She could not wear her flowers either, for they were much too casual.

A knock sounded at the door and Sylvi answered it. A servant walked into the room carrying a pillow with a note and a single gardenia placed upon it. He bowed and presented the pillow to the princess, who in turn scoffed. Sylvi took the gifts from the pillow and thanked the servant, waiting for him to leave before opening the note.

"Well?" Andromeda questioned impatiently, "What does he want now?"

"I cannot read this note," Sylvi muttered, "It is not in norse."

Andromeda took the note from her and stood up, her dress flowing behind her as she paced. The script of the note was beautiful, of course, even in her anger she could admit that Loki's handwriting was superb, and it was written in her native tongue. "How did…" She muttered to herself, her eyebrows furrowing.

'Andromeda,

Please accept my apology. You mean more to me than the stars in the sky, than the Earth and our moons. Please return to me, for I cannot live without you, nor would I want to.

~L.O.'

Andromeda rolled her eyes and ripped up the note. "More of the same garble only in a different language." She scoffed, spinning around. "When will my escort be-!" Another knock at the door interrupted her. She rushed to open the door and to her surprise, Queen Frigga was standing with two guards.

"Queen Frigga." Andromeda sputtered, before curtseying.

"Oh," The Allmother waved her hand at the formalities, "Rise my dear." The princess did as she was told and the queen smiled at her, "You look like a vision. Are you ready to go? You will be walking in with me, love."

Andromeda nodded, "Yes I am." She turned to Ragna and Sylvi, "Thank you both, as always." They smiled at her and she walked out of the room, the queen intertwining their arms.

"Which one of my sons bought you that crown?" Queen Frigga questioned, though her tone was light and a smirk spread across her face.

"The eldest." Andromeda replied, walking in step with the older royal.

"It's pretty." Frigga chimed, "Just like its wearer."

Andromeda smiled to herself but said nothing. They arrived at the Grand Hall and the roar of the crowd was so loud it penetrated the golden doors. She took a deep breath and the queen patted the princess' hand. "You will do fine, you always do." The older woman assured her with a beautiful smile. "One day this might be your ceremony." She muttered, making Andromeda's eyes widen as the doors opened.

The bronze woman quickly fixed her face, a charming smile spreading across her lips as she and Frigga walked down the long, golden aisle to the throne. Her wave was light and airy, just as her mother had taught her ions ago, and her grin was genuine. Everyone could see that Princess Andromeda had such beauty that she glowed, even the Asgardians who disliked her.

The pair made it to the steps, bowing to Odin before taking their places; Frigga on the top step and Andromeda on the bottom. The youngest Prince was standing in between the two, his eyes steadily on the princess. She pretended she did not notice, though, as the doors opened again, she did not have to pretend.

Standing tall, with Mjolnir raised in the was the eldest Prince. Her smile drop and she just stared, watching as Thor commanded the crowd. His grin was large as it always was, as he flipped his hammer in the air, no doubt showing off. Andromeda fought the urge to roll her eyes, instead snickering under her breath.

Thor trotted up to the stairs in front of his father before taking a knee and removing his helm. He looked over to the side and caught Andromeda's eyes on him. He smirked as his eyes traveled to her crown and he winked at her. As annoyed as the princess wanted to look, she couldn't help how her face flushed at the gesture.

Odin rose from his throne, striking his scepter against the ground once, silencing the Hall. "Thor Odinson, my heir." The king started, his words wavering, "My first born. So long entrusted with the mighty hammer Mjolnir, whose strength was forged in the heart of a dying star. It is a weapon to destroy or a tool to build. It is a fit companion for a king…"

As the Allfather continued to speak, Andromeda's eyes could not help but fall on Loki. His jawbone was protruding and his face was tight, and she knew that look all too well. As his father spoke on and on about Thor, his youngest son could not help but feel envious and it seemed as if only Andromeda could see that.

A loud, boom of a salute brought her out of her thoughts. "I swear!" Thor exclaimed from below her.

"Then on this day, Odin Allfather proclaim you…" Odin froze in the middle of his sentence, his eye looking beyond the crowd. "Frost giants." The king whispered and chatter began around the room. Odin stomped down the stairs of the throne, Thor and Loki hastily following after him. The room was in a panic, but a hand grabbed Andromeda's.

"Come on." Queen Frigga muttered to her, leading her behind a curtain.

"What is happening?" Andromeda questioned, her brows furrowed, "Are we in danger?"

The queen shook her head, "The Allfather will handle it, do not worry." The two walked to the royal chambers and sat in the foyer, three guards surrounding them.

For the rest of the day, the two women enjoyed tea and spoke of nothing, just enjoying the company of each other. The sun was in the middle of the sky when a guard came and spoke into the Queen's ear, making her pleasant smile drop.

Frigga dismissed the guard and cleared her throat, a smile spreading across her face once more. "I must go, dear." She breathed, standing. Andromeda followed her action and the queen pressed a kiss to each of her cheeks, "You may return to your room if you like." She suggested, though it sounded more like an order.

Andromeda nodded and exited the chambers with Frigga, the two women going down different hallways. Instead of doing as she was told, the princess walked toward the Grand Hall once more. The halls were void of people but guards still trotted through the corridor.

The princess paused at the Leisure Hall, hearing voices. She leaned against the wall and stayed silent, hoping to overhear something useful.

"And if I do then what?" Loki's voice was low and hushed, "I love Thor more dearly than any of you but you know what he is. He's arrogant, he's reckless, he's dangerous! You saw how he was today! Is that what Asgard needs for its king?"

Andromeda put a hand over her mouth to quiet her gasp, stepping further into the wall when Loki stormed out of the room. The prince stopped in his tracks when he caught sight of her, before he looked down and continued on his way.

Andromeda bit her lip and quietly padded into the room, catching the tail end of Sif's statement, "He may speak of the good of Asgard but he has always been jealous of Thor." The brunette warrior paused in her diatribe as she turned to the princess. "Obviously." She muttered, motioning to Andromeda.

"Sif," The bronze woman breathed, "Please." She turned to the Warrior's three with questioning eyes, "What happened? Where is Thor?"

"You should ask your lover." Sif snapped and Volstagg held a hand up.

"Sif…" The ginger man warned before getting up from his seat and walking over to the princess. "Andromeda," He started, putting his hands on her shoulders, "Thor was banished."

"What?" Andromeda muttered, her breath being taken from her.

"We went on an excursion to the Jotunheim to get revenge on the frost giants and Loki alerted Odin." Volstagg explained, watching as tears began to trail down Andromeda's face, "He was banished to Midgard."

Andromeda raised her head in alarm, her eyebrows furrowing, "Earth?" She questioned, though she was speaking to no one in particular. "I must… I have to go." She muttered, rushing out of the room.

Her thoughts were plaguing her as her walk through the halls turned into a run. She fisted her long dress in her hands and ran as fast as she could to the stables. She trotted up to Sleipnir's stable and dropped her long skirt, petting her baby on his head.

"I need your help, beautiful." Andromeda muttered before reaching into the satchel left by the stable hands and grabbing a dagger. She cut the skirt of her dress to her knees then let Sleipnir out, climbing onto his back.

"Take me to Heimdall." The princess ordered, hanging on tight as the steed began to gallop as fast as he could for his mother.

By the time the two had arrived at the golden observatory, Andromeda's bun had fallen and her face glowed with a sheen of sweat. Sleipnir lowered himself, allowing her to get off and nuzzled his head against hers with worried eyes. Andromeda patted her child and reassured him with a quiet word of thanks before walking into the observatory.

"If you have come to accuse me," Heimdall started, not turning toward her, "I did nothing to betray Thor."

"I know." Andromeda breathed, going up the stairs to stand next to the guardian. "I have only come for answers."

"I see and hear everything from the nine realms, I know much and I have seen much." The beautiful guardian spoke, his voice filling the observatory. "Any question you ask I will be happy to answer, little princess."

"Is Thor alright?" Andromeda started her questioning, looking out into the galaxy, "On Earth?"

Heimdall nodded once, his golden eyes a reflection of what he sees, "Aye. Midgard has changed alot since you have called it home. The mortal's technology has evolved and they live longer than they did in your time. Thor is currently in the care of a woman named Jane."

Andromeda nose scrunched up involuntarily, "Jane?" She muttered, "What an odd name. Can you please explain to me what really happened?"Heimdall went into detail about the events of the day, unbiased in all his views.

Andromeda ran a hand through her hair, only for it to get snagged in a knot. She picked the curls apart with her fingers, before continuing, "Did Loki do this with a malicious intent?"

Heimdall paused, glancing at her for the first time since she arrived. His gaze was intense but his eyes were so beautiful that Andromeda could not look away when her amber eyes met them. "There are some questions that I do not know the answers to. I do not deal with emotions, only actions. But…" He paused and Andromeda urged him to continue, "I have seen his actions, both toward you and Thor. From what I have seen of the realms, I do not put actions past anyone." He finished, before furrowing his brows and turning back towards the galaxy. "You must go now." He told her, "If you are in need of answers again feel free to return. I could use the company."

Andromeda smiled softly, "Thank you, Heimdall." Her voice chimed, bouncing off the walls. She bowed before walking out of the observatory. The princess mounted Sleipnir and the steed carried her all the way home.

Andromeda walked the halls of the palace with Heimdall's words replaying in her mind. She was not sure if she believed Loki did this to get rid of Thor. In her heart she believed that he was only trying to help. They could have died if Odin had not been informed and Thor was being pretty brazen by ignoring his father's order and going to the Jotunheim anyway. He could be so stubborn sometimes.

She reached her room and locked the door behind her, stripping herself of her ruined dress. She sat at her vanity and took off her woven crown, looking down at the golden band with a frown. She was worried about him.

It was probably just a lesson Odin wanted Thor to learn before he would become king but he still was powerless and on Earth, away from his family and friends. She could only imagine how Frigga was feeling.

Her bronze fingers worked through her hair to undo the plaits on her scalp, needing for all of it to be free before she could brush it. She finished and grabbed a brush from the counter, starting at her ends and detangling all of her long hair.

As she was threatening to cut her hair for the hundredth time, a knock sounded at her door. She blinked and hastily wrapped a robe around herself, the floral, flowy material soft against her skin. The sun had long set and it was the early night so she couldn't have had any company. She hurried to the door and opened it, her polite expression falling.

"No." She breathed just as he begged in a strained voice, "Please."

Andromeda paused at his tone, looking up and seeing tears in his eyes. She looked him over; his face was deathly pale and his eyes were sad. His hands balled into fists and trembling. He looked utterly broken.

Without a word, she opened her door further and stepped aside, allowing him in. She closed the door with a sigh and turned around, her eyes widening when Loki dropped to his knees and wrapped his arms around her, his head on her abdomen. He was sobbing by this time and she hesitantly placed her hands on his head.

"What in the world…?" Andromeda trailed with furrowed brows, feeling his sobs racking through her body.

"I'm a monster!" Loki exclaimed, clutching the dark woman like she was going to float away. "I'm a monster."

Andromeda frowned and her arms went slack, pulling away from the prince and making him look up at her. "What did you do?" She whispered, watching him shake his head.

"It's not what I did." He choked out, clenching his jaw, "It's who I am." He muttered, looking away from her.

"I do not…" The princess started, licking her lip. She stepped closer to him again and placed a hand on his cheek, softly turning his face towards hers. "I have been upset with you but if something is wrong I need to know."

Andromeda's voice was soft and calming to the prince. He looked into her worried eyes and swallowed thickly coming to a realization that almost made him feel better; she still loved him.

Andromeda mistook his silence for insecurity and stepped away from him, tugging him up from his place on the ground. "Come on, sit on my bed and I will go to the kitchens to get us some tea-!" He grabbed her hand and made her stand in front of him as he sat down.

"Andromeda." He started, his voice hushed. He ran his hands up her arms and swallowed before repeating, "I'm a monster."

The princess shook her head, feeling his arms slither around her waist. "You have to tell me how, Loki."

The prince's nostrils flared and his eyes welled up with tears once more, his pale skin tinting pink. "Odin is not my father." He watched her eyes widen and he looked down at his lap, "Frigga is not my mother. I am not a son of Asgard, but of the Jotunheim." He took an arm from her waist and held it up, the limb turning blue. He spared a glance to see her reaction and to his surprise it was one of marvel and not disgust. She raised a finger to touch him and he jerked back, completely removing himself from her, terrified.

"Loki…" She sighed out softly, sitting on the bed beside him. "Tell me how." She muttered, placing a hand on his knee.

The prince breath heavily and stared down at his hands, his bottom lip quivering. "I do not know." He sniffed, "During the battle one of them touched me, it was supposed to burn but all it did was turn my skin blue."

"Then how do you know that the King and Queen aren't your-!"

"It would make sense." Loki interjected, turning to look at her, "They always favored Thor because I was not supposed to be here."

"Loki do not say that." Andromeda chided lightly, "Everything happens for a reason, if they are not your parents they raised you as their own all the same."

Loki chuckled humorlessly, a taunting smirk on his lips, "How could anyone possibly love someone like this?" He questioned, before his skin started to change color. He closed his eyes and markings appeared on his head. He opened them and his eyes were now colored red. "I am a hideous, disfigured monster." He sneered at her.

"You are not!" She protested with soft eyes, "You are the same. Your skin might be different but you are still the same man that I love. My skin is different from all of you; am I ugly?"

Loki's skin started to pale once more and he shook his head hastily, "Of course not, you are one the most beautiful woman I have ever seen."

"Your skin is blue, it mirrors the sky. Just as my skin is black, it mirrors the night." Andromeda spoke wisely, placing a hand on his cheek, "You are still a son of Asgard, no matter what you look like. You are who you are, and nothing can change that."

Loki searched her eyes, tears welling up in his own again. He did not dare turn away, only nuzzled his nose against her hand, "I love you." He muttered and he meant it with all of him.

Andromeda smiled softly, despite her prior feelings, and leaned forward, ghosting her lips against his cheek bone. "I love you, too." She replied against his skin, making him shiver. She pulled back and Loki stared at her full lips before looking back to her eyes.

The prince leaned into her and swiped his thumb against her cheek, "I will make you a Queen, Andromeda. You have my word." He went to connect their lips and she pulled away, shaking her head.

"Loki," She breathed, frowning, "Though I will be your comfort, I am still upset with you. I love you more than all of the stars in the sky but I cannot ignore what you did and continue to do."

Loki got off the bed and onto his knees, taking Andromeda's hands in his. "Never again." He pledged, staring deeply into her eyes. "You have to believe me, I have changed I will never be unfaithful again. I have not even looked at a woman since you have left me."

Andromeda raised a brow, "It has only been a week."

Loki did not falter in his graveling, "I love you so much, I can give you so much. I would die for you, kill for you. I…" He trailed before cupping her hands. A green light shined through her fingers and he uncovered her hands to reveal a ring. "Andromeda," He started lowly, "Will you marry me?"

Andromeda took the ring in one of her hands and examined it, her eyes watering. It was band was silver and it looked like a woven vine while the diamond was in the shape of a rose. It reminded her of the ring Perseus had given her, the ring that sat in a glass case on her vanity.

"Loki…" She breathed, staring at the ring. He smiled at her as she looked back at him. He urged her to continue and her lip began to quiver, "No."

His smiled dropped, "No?" He repeated in disbelief.

"No." Andromeda repeated, standing from the bed, "No. No! NO!" She yelled, before calming herself down, "You treat me like absolute shit and then give me a ring like I will just forget what you did?"

"Andromeda I…"

"No." She repeated, though this time it was softer. She grabbed his hand and put the ring in it, closing his fingers around it with her hand. The princess looked down at the solemn prince, "You can stay here for the night because I know how hurt you are, but I cannot marry you. Not now."

Loki swallowed the lump in his throat and waved his fingers, the ring disappearing. He held in his tears and exhaled shakily, looking up at Andromeda after a moment. "Will you hold me?" He asked, his voice small and breaking off at the end.

Andromeda, without hesitation, wrapped her arms around him and placed her chin on his head. "I've got you." She whispered, slightly swaying. He eagerly wrapped his arms around her like a child, finally letting his tears escape once she could not see his face.