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I waited patiently outside the doors of the dining hall. Dressed in my full armor, my helmet placed perfectly on my head, I waited. As her handmaidens appeared at the end of the hallway I could my nerves beginning to slowly boil with excitement and anticipation. As her perfect form appeared, she radiated with beauty. Her small frame looked elegant in a grey silk dress. Her auburn hair flowed down one side in the perfect waves that caressed her defined face. Her light green eyes fixated upon me as I watched her approach. However there was no longer dislike or detest present in them. A softness that hinted her feelings to me in the most subtle way. She smiled nervously, her eyes looking down as she pulled up in front of me. I didn't say anything to her, words could not describe the magnitude of her beauty. A beauty of which she was completely, for some strange reason, unaware of.

"Do I still look...interesting?" She joked nervously. The need for my approval rang through her voice despite her efforts to hide it. I took her hand, wrapping it under and over my arm as I smiled at her kindly.

"You are radiant." I spoke honestly, although the words did not do any justice to what I truly thought of her. She had planted her roots into the deepest recesses of my heart and mind in a way no one else had ever done before. In only a matter of a week, she had bore herself inside me, taking hold. The doors opened, and I led her through. We stopped in the middle of the hall, guests surrounding us as I turned to face her, cupping one of her hands in mine. The other resting gently on her side. We began to sway, slowly. The music started and not long after we had begun dancing, the guests joined us on the dance floor. I kept my gaze on her. She watched me through her thick eyelashes, her soft pale skin showing her cheeks beginning to redden. I squeezed the hand that I held, her soft skin was warm against mine.

We danced for a long while, before sitting down to eat. I saw Volstagg begin to delve into the wild boar that sat in front of him. As the guests ate, talking and laughing, I watched Anne carefully. Despite her rowdy attitude, she had an air of perfect precision in her movements. She smiled at me every now and then, her eyes darting between her food, the guests and myself. As the banquet came to a close, she stayed behind, dismissing her handmaidens for the evening.

"May I walk you to your room?" I asked softly. She watched my hand as it reached out for hers, before her eyes flashed up to mine. She placed her hand in mine and we began to walk down the many hallways. We remained quiet. Something about her seemed different. She seemed more willing... More compliant... We stopped in front of the doors of her quarters. She opened her mouth slightly, about to speak when she pursed her lips together hastily. I stepped closer to her as she looked down at her hands awkwardly.

"I don't believe in prophecies." She stated, avoiding my gaze. I could see the conflicting nature playing through her mind as it flashed across her face. She wasn't sure of reinforcing her defiant nature, or giving in to what she felt.

"My faith in your strength shall not waver." I spoke softly. She looked up at me, her forehead creasing for a moment. She contemplated my words before she began to move quickly. Her hands pulled me in by the neck, pressing my lips against hers in a desperate manner. I wrapped my long arms around her body, pressing her against me. Her chest heaved up and down furiously as we kissed. I sunk into the embrace, my tongue slipping through the crack in her lips. I felt the power overcoming my clearest thoughts. My mind beginning to reel in ecstasy. I pressed her body against the wall in a hastened attempt to feel her further. She pulled her lips away for a brief moment, her hands straggling to hold onto my armor, her breathing was horse and heavy before she leaned in again. Her arms wrapped around my neck as I pulled my helmet off, throwing it to the ground quickly. She wrapped her legs around my waist, and I held her in place as I began to kiss down the side of her neck, lingering in certain spots. She moaned softly, her nose nestled into my neck as she did. I could feel her hot breath against my skin as I kept my eyes closed, kissing any part of her skin that I came into contact with.

As we came down from our high, I lowered her to the ground carefully, her feet planting flat on the stone floor. She kept her hands nestled around my neck as she looked at my chest with ravaged eyes. She took a deep breath and I kissed her cheek, pulling away quickly so I would not be drawn in once more. My hands rested on her sides, but I pulled myself away, breaking the magnetic hold that drew me closer. I picked up my helmet, playing with it in my hands as she stood there, her palms pressed against the wall behind her. I smiled at her softly. She moved quickly, opening one of the doors to her quarters.

"Goodnight Loki." She whispered, her voice breaking before she disappeared, the door closing behind her. I stood there for a moment, attempting to collate my thoughts. But it seemed futile as my mind journeyed back to her. I smiled subconsciously as I made my way back to my Kingly quarters. And as I undressed myself down to the core, resting my helmet on the mantle near my four poster bed, I climbed in, covering my naked body with the sheets. The silk feel in their green colour made me feel at home, although the other side of the bed lay empty. I turned onto my side, shutting my eyes, although I had never felt more awake. My breathing was still heavy. I attempted to calm myself, but found it near impossible as my mind continued to reel from the intense moment. And as I finally felt myself drift off to sleep, her laugh radiated through the deepest crevasses of my mind, piercing each dark corner with the most beautiful light imaginable.