Chapter 5

She only saw him the next few days when he woke but he didn't say anything to her or her to him except her usual bow and greeting. His mood seemed to have lightened a bit but there was a nagging feeling inside of her. She knew Loki enjoyed his games and mischief. He always did. She couldn't figure out what he planned but there was no question it was for Thor's coronation. Something to throw into the mix that would bring about some kind of chaos for the day.

She helped the other servants decorate the dining hall that day. Loki hadn't called on her for anything recently. She found herself with a lot of time on her hands. She passed the the candles up for the chandelier when Loki and Thor entered. She glanced his way for a moment before going back to her task.

"Your maids very pretty Loki, you lucky dog." Fandrel said elbowing Loki while staring at Cephera. She didn't spend much time out with everyone else. Loki didn't reply, he didn't even look, he just kept walking.

"Fandrel, ever chasing the ladies." Thor laughed clapping him on the shoulder. She watched out of the corner of her eye as they disappeared down the south hallways. Thor's coronation was tomorrow and she wondered what kind of mood Loki would be in then.

The day whined down and she sat on the floor in the palace library. At that hour no one was around. She sat with a book of spells spread open on her skirt. She looked up when she saw a shadow overtake her light. Loki stood before her looking down at her. "Enjoying the pictures?" He asked amused.

"No. Enjoying the whole book." She knew it wasn't common for servants to read anything this complicated. "My life with my family away from here is different. I was taught to read by my sister." She explained before standing to bow.

"Thor's coronation is tomorrow." She nodded. His chat seemed odd. "I look forward to tomorrow." He said smiling.

"If I may...?" She asked first.

"You may not. Remove yourself I have things I need to do in here." She frowned but left taking the long way to her room and forgoing the magic.

Loki watched her leave. If Fandrel only knew the things of this girl Loki had seen not a few short days ago. He smirked at the thought and set to work. It was late before he retired from his work in the library. Everything was set out for tomorrow. It would be interesting indeed.

Loki woke to her opening his curtains. She opened the windows and let the warm air rush by him. It was a nice breeze. He said nothing to her as she walked passed him bowing and getting back to work. He got up stretching and following her into the bathroom to get a wash. Today he felt like playing with her a little. Today he was feeling mischievous. "You will join me." He said as she filled the bath and he stepped in. "Remove it all, today is a special day." He said grinning.

"I thought that was considered punishment?" She said sounding surprised.

"As I said, a special day." He narrowed his eyes but didn't quite glare at her. He watched her exhale and remove her clothes. She wasn't as shy as last time but her face still tinged red. She climbed into the water and retrieved the sponge and soap. She cleaned his back and shoulders as usual but he stood this time. "Keep going." He told her. She worked her way down her hips to his butt. Her movements more awkward and soft there. He was smiling to himself as she worked down his legs and in between without touching his privates.

He turned forcing her to stand to clean his chest. She worked down his abs and averted her eyes when she washed the front of his legs. He chuckled, she had bypassed his member completely. Which at this point was standing at attention. He didn't correct her. He took the sponge from her hand and pulled her to stand again. She watched him in surprise as he began to return the favour of her cleaning her in kind. He worked first her back down her sides and the back of her arms. Then lower to her ass. He took a moment to feel the shape and firmness pressing the sponge tightly to her before moving to her legs. He avoided her sex as well.

He stood once more and turned her. He worked her neck down her collarbone. Her arms came next and then back up her breasts. She inhaled sharply but didn't move as his hand circled them one by one cleaning them. She really was a handful. He smiled as he knelt before her and carefully ran the sponge over her piercing and down her tiny legs. She made a small sound when he dropped the sponge into the water and gripped her legs just under her ass and she gasped trying to back up as he was quick to sink his tongue between her legs touching her sensitive nub.

He gave her a few well placed teases before he stopped and looked up at her. "Do you wish me to stop?" He asked a hint of amusement in his tone.

"Yes." She said her voice quivering as much as her legs now were.

"Why? Does it not feel good?" He feigned surprise.

"It's not right and unprofessional." He smirked.

"As I said, a special day." He ignored her whimper of protest as his tongue delved in once more. He held her to him as he worked her with his tongue. He was happy when she could no longer hold back her moans and sigh. She was shaking as her knees grew weak. Her hands with nowhere to go. She was trying not to touch him. Her lips were slightly parted and her breath was gasping as he brought her close to her limit. She bent forward at her hips her hand finding his hair as she came. He felt her body shake with her orgasm. He let her go and allowed her to fall slightly back into the water.

Her face was scarlet now as she sat looking perplexed down at the water. "For making me realized I was acting like a child." He told her and moved close to her slipping his hand between her legs to touch her extremely sensitive area. "There is nothing wrong with receiving pleasure once in a while." She didn't look at him she was still trying to catch her breath. He washed his own hair and rinsed. When he stood to get out her voice stopped him.

"My prince wishes for nothing in return?" She sounded genuinely surprised.

"Nothing." He assured her before getting out and leaving her to her own thoughts.

Cephera stood in the servants line up as Thor's coronation commenced. When Loki walked into the room she couldn't help but look down. That mornings events had left her confused. In all her time there she had sometimes fantasizes about things like that but when he grabbed her like that she had frozen. It made her feel right and wrong at the same time. She had such a cluster of emotion running through her of sheer horror and fascination. But she had trouble thinking clearly with his tongue on her like that. She was afraid to struggle in fear of angering him. In the end he hadn't done her any harm except confuse her.

When Thor entered he entered with his usual arrogant swagger. She heard a few servants mumble but couldn't make out what they were saying but it didn't matter. When Odin spoke all went quite. Once again she thought if Loki's anger over this day and wondered what he had planned. She was convinced there was no way he was in such a good mood with nothing in mind.

After the coronation went she paced her bedchambers chewing her thumb. She knew it was Loki's doing. He had been in too good a mood all week to have not been part of it. She wasn't sure what to do. On one hand she knew she should tell Odin. A few guards had died. She felt guilty but she had no proof besides seeing Loki drunk. She felt torn.

She left her room to help remove the decorations from the main hall. That's where she was when they had rushed in with Fandrel. He was wounded and half conscious. Loki and Thor were no where to be seen. She looked to a servant beside her who shrugged and went about her work. But she felt it. Something was wrong.