Loki's dreamer: I am not sure which ending I prefer yet. But I am enjoying this one as well. :p

Sidney love fiction: happy you are enjoying the new take on it.

Sorceress of the trees: wow...wow good hopefully. :p I agree actions are sometimes better then words. And I am glad chapter 2 blended in so well. :)

Doctor Loki love: I'm not sure dramatic is a word for this chapter but I hope it keeps your interest. :D

poodle warriors: yes a awkward situation on Midgard. Now back to Asgard!

ok it seems my * for scene breaks is not working hmm. Sorry guys I never noticed it Until now. Seems my chapters are not saving right from any of my computers and I'm getting annoyed. :( i also notice my tab's for each starting paragraph wont save right and i can't add extra space between paragraphs either. Frustrating

Chapter 9

Standing in the park waiting to leave was awkward. Tony hadn't spoken much to her. He had nothing nice to say more then likely. He was watching her now with a sad disapproving look on his face. She'd never seen him so serious. Thor gave her a nod to relieve her to say her goodbyes. Tony was the only one she knew to say goodbye too.
"She wouldn't be happy about this." He told her.
"Pepper will be fine." She assured him.
"Not Pepper. Your sister." Cephera cursed Tony. She had tried to be very vague about who she visited down here. After telling Loki that story she was half afraid he'd catch on.
"My family will be fine." She said to him keeping her tone even. "Thank you. You've been a good friend." Cephera reached into the pocket of her shorts under her dress and pulled out the cell phone Tony had given her since her year trapped there. "I won't be needing this for now. Keep it for me." She said trying not to sound sad. She was worried she might never be able to come back. The Byfrost was still gone and her sister had yet to return to earth. So many things she was not sure of.
"I hate goodbyes." Tony cursed and hugged her. She seriously hoped Loki wasn't glaring. Somehow she felt he might be. She returned his hug and walked back to Thor. She waved goodbye but didn't say the words.

It was getting late in Asgard by the time they took the round about way to the palace so as not to be seen. Once inside she was led away from Thor and Loki by a guard and she knew she was on her way to see Odin. She bowed at the bottom of the throne stairs. "Rise." He told her. She did so and stood with her face bared to him. "I realized the circumstances of your lengthened visit to Midgard was not ideal. I am concerned for your cover." Odin said to her.
"There were no disturbances of any kind, and I kept a very low profile even after Prince Loki happened upon me there. He knows only I was stranded when I went for my visit to see my family. I am confident my cover has not been compromised in anyway except perhaps to have angered the prince with my Midgardian ways." She said truthfully.
"I took a great risk allowing you sanctuary here. So far the risk had been minimal but the greater possibilities if you should be found here brings danger to both Asgard and many other realms." Cephera nodded. She understood this. Once more she felt apprehensive over having told loki her story.
"I am forever grateful for your generosity and for you continuing to allow me to live when killing me would have been the much easier option." Cephera bowed again.
"I've no want to kill you child. You've done nothing wrong. Demos has put himself outside the reach of even magic. Heimdell had not sensed or seen him since your arrival and still this holds true. When he is found he will be dealt with and then you will be free to live the life you were meant for." Odin's words touched her. He had been kind to her when she had first arrived.
He had been loathed to put her down as low as a servant to keep her well from view. Putting her in the care of his son was the only way to ease her suffering from a life she had almost had. He had been sure Loki would take care of her. She was grateful for every decision Odin had made. Because of him she was still alive.
"What now?" She asked. "Lo...prince Loki is incarcerated, I have no master anymore." She said.
"This saddens you." Odin noticed.
"You were right to assign me to him. He was good to me and I believe he would be good still. The man I saw on earth is not who the prince believes himself to be. I still believe there is good in him." Odin stood startling her.
"For the time being until my son has come to his senses and repents his actions you are no longer in his care. You are now to serve Thor until the time comes Loki should be a trusted son of Asgard once more." Cephera swallowed. It could have been worse.
"And my family?" She asked.
"Since the Byfrost I have sent word and further decisions will be made once the Byfrost is whole once more. Until such a time happens you will not venture off Asgard for anyone or anything." Odin dismissed her and a guard escorted her to her old room.

It was hours before she was fetched by another guard. She was given a different uniform of red and black. She changed quickly and followed the guard. She knew Thor already had an older servant in his employ so she wondered what she could do for him that she did not have already placed in her good care. She was shown to the hall where Thor's personal chambers were located. Like Loki he also had more then one room. His bedroom, a sitting room, and he also had rule over his own personal training room. She was placed inside the sitting room to await her new master.
Thor arrived a short while later looking sullen. He looked at her and motioned for her to sit. "I have just come back from a talk with my father. As it stands right now you will be in my employ until my brothers release, which at this rate seems all to long from now." Thor sighed. "I've decided that you will be in charge keeping clean this room and recently the stable boy took ill. Until he is well you will also attend to the horses." Cephera nodded. "Also at no point are you to be in the dungeons. Your loyalty is with me and best to leave your old master to his punishments. If you should consult with him while under my command you will be punished."
Cephera felt her heart sink and she was sure he could read the disappointment in her face. "Do not get me wrong. I understand all of this must be difficult for you after your year stranded on Midgard. You have probably become very accustomed to their ways but here in Asgard you are a servant and as my servant I have rules for you to follow. I am glad for your services to my brother but for now you must forget him." She nodded again. "The stables need care first thing in the morning...and Cephera," Thor pointed to her head. "You must wear your cap." It had been so long since she had needed to wear it she had forgotten it was even part of her uniform.
"Yes my prince." She said. "Are there things I should not touch?" She finally asked in a professional tone.
"Everything in here and the stables are free for what ever needs doing however at no point will you enter my bedchambers." Cephera nodded once more. "Good. Can you read?"
"Yes sire."
"I will have a list of duties drawn up and waiting for you tomorrow at the stables. Now go, get a good nights sleep and tomorrow you begin your new duties."

Cephera woke bright and early at the hour she would normally go to Loki's room and began her tidying before opening the curtains to wake him as the sun drew higher. She dressed and without magic, for she tried to not use it in front of anyone but Loki if she could help it, she walked from her room all the way to the stables. There was a very detailed note left for her to describe the things the stable boy usually did. She read it over and then discarded it committing it to memory.
She began as she led each horse outside and tied them on so their stalls where available for cleaning. She was barely started her work when several other servants had stopped to stare at her. She looked back a moment confused by their sudden interest. "Are you not the traitors servant?" One of them said snidely.
"I once worked for Prince Loki, I work for Prince Thor now." Cephera replied as calmly as possible. She should have seen this coming but she really hadn't.
"The rumours, are they true?" Another asking wide eyed.
"I don't know what you speak of." Cephera assured her and looked down to continue her work.
"For years they said he'd chain you up and beat you. That's why no one saw you often." She continued like Cephera hadn't chosen to ignore her. Cephera's head shot up.
"Who said that?! He never touched me!" She said incredulously. And this was why she hated getting involved with rumours. People simply blew them out of proportion.
"Oh. Then the rumours he has a secret room for fucking women is untrue as well." Cephera face turned red.
"Does it matter?" Cephera asked annoyed. "Whatever the prince did in private is not a concern for servants such as us. And no longer matters nowadays." She added.
She watched them all exchange glances but they left her without another word. Cephera glared at the back of their heads. Gossip bags. She frowned once they were out of view.

The next few weeks flew by without incident until she was no longer needed for the stables and was asked to help in the kitchens. Cephera was bad at cooking. She could peel vegetables and what not but to prepare them in a skillet or pot was not something she could do. However, prepping was all she was tasked with and so she sat in a corner on a small stool peeling potato's and carrots for an upcoming feast.
Sat with her were two other servants one male and one female. Both of them were chatting while she kept to herself. Their conversation however didn't miss her ears and she guessed they were having it just to see how she would react. "I hear he's asked for a whore to brought it him down there. Can you imagine?" The female said in a fake shocked manner.
"Really what whore would bed the traitorous prince of Asgard." The boy mocked laughing.
"Well he was very handsome when he left, I haven't seen him but I would say he still hasn't lost his manly charms." She battered her eyes. "I'd give him a night."
"You're nothing but a servant he wouldn't touch you." The boy scoffed.
"He's no prince anymore. He's nothing more then a lowly prison rat." She told him narrowing her eyes.
"He is still your prince, confined to prison or not and you should not speak of him as such." Cephera finally said unable to hear another horrendous word.
"Oh look, she speaks. Tell us, as one who viewed him so closely for so many years had he ever fucked a servant?" The boy said leaning forward.
"He did not treat servants in such a manner, in fact he treated them as a royal should...like we didn't exist." She replied lying. Although she had been the only servant she had ever seen him so much as speak to she was sure she was the only one he had touched in other ways.
"I envied you. He was quite the charmer with women when he wanted to be. To tend on him daily, now I think you're even luckier to attend to Prince Thor instead. At least you're out of that tyrants hands." Cephera stood and looked down at them both.
"That tyrant was good to me and if I have the opportunity to serve him again, I will." She said and made to walk away. The boy grabbed her wrist tightly.
"You think yourself above us because you are the princes personal girl that you think you can speak to us like that." He growled.
"Let me go or I will make you." She warned him. "You have no right to touch me." He stepped forward.
"Really..." He didn't finish his words. She kneed him in the gut and when he let her go she ran off. Cephera ran all the way to her room her blood boiling. She knew Loki had done bad things but everyone makes mistakes. He is being punished for the things he did. She had known of kings who slaughtered entire cities just to get what they wanted. Loki would learn from his evil ways. She found it sad that he was being singled out by even the servants. What would happen when he was released? Would they dare insult him to his face? She knew the answer, they would cower and shrink into invisibility in hopes he would not see them. They were cowards to speak the words among each other.

Three years Loki endured his imprisonment. He was at first unruly and arrogant. He had no want to be visited by Thor daily, nor his mother and especially not Odin. She'd never come. His songbird wasn't allowed to come he suspected which was not surprising. He refused to show interest in her whereabouts and had not asked of her and Thor never spoke of her. He was worried that perhaps she had been given to another noble to tend on. He was not content with that idea.
As the years past Loki found himself lacking the energy to fight his so called family on there need to have him home. And so Loki began to play the part of a tragically lost child who only wanted to come home. When he was free he would search ways to escape Asgard and take revenge on those who had helped deny him what was his. But for now he waited. His patients won out. Thor brought the news of his conditional release. Loki was unsure what the people had been told of his return but he also didn't care.
Loki would be unable to use magic for his first year free. He was not to leave the palace without escort. These terms were easily livable for now. Anything to get him out of this prison. Loki agreed to the terms and was excited to rest in his bedroom. Odin was there for his release as was Frigga. Loki still viewed her as his mother though she was not. Of them all she was the only one he still held sentiment for as much as he tried not to. She insisted he cut his hair. He did so but keeping it the length he had it on Midgard. He enjoyed the length.
They escorted him from his cell all the way to his room. When Loki entered he was glad to see his room had been kept up on. Clean linens placed on the bed and everything arranged just how he liked it. He had no doubt to whose work this could be. Without his magic he was unable to call her to him and so he was forced to wait and see if she would show up.
He fell asleep long before finding out if she came. He woke alone his room dark. He got up and sat at his desk lighting a nearby touch on the way. It was then she entered with a bow. Loki grinned at her. "I wondered when you'd show up." He said.
"I'm sorry. I was finishing some things for prince Thor." She told him. Loki tilted his head.
"Thor? Are you his servant now?" He asked watching her.
"No my prince. It was temporary until your release." She replied.
"Tell me, what you have been doing these last few week in preparation for my release?" He said not looking at her.
"Since returning to your care I have made sure all dust and dirt has been cleaned from your rooms and tower. There were a few items I found missing, stolen. I have tracked those down and they have been returned. I've thrown away all expired potions and ingredients and gone to the market to resupply your tower as well as fill those items that were running low. All linens have been washed and changed." She paused to think.
"My, my. We have been busy." He couldn't help but look her over, he was more then impressed. The first time he ever felt so impressed by her was when she first arrived as his new servant and showed him her ability to use magic. He was not surprised by the stolen items. It was not odd to think his wards for keeping others out had dwindled over the years while he was unable to refresh them. He was glad his enchantments for rendering his rooms invisible to sight and sound remained permanent.
She stood there in silence a moment. "Would my prince like me to find you company for tonight?" She asked suddenly shifting a little.
"What makes you think I need company?" He eyed her expression.
"I just thought, after three years of being locked up, you'd be left wanting." She said calmly but avoided looking at him.
"Are you offering?" He asked teasingly. She looked up quickly and shook her head.
"That's not what I meant my prince, I just..." She stopped speaking when he stopped abruptly. He moved out around the desk and took hold of her arm. He spun her so she was now facing the wall and pressed her to it. He leaned his face in to speak near her ear.
"I know what you meant. But you're just so easy to tease." He chuckled and pulled her skirts up to bunch in his hand that was planted firmly around the front of her. His other hand snaked around her waist and he pushed it down between her thighs.
She gasped as his hand made contact with her warm sex. He pressed his whole body to hers pinning her to the wall further. He worked her clit with his well practiced fingers. He listened to her soft breathy gasps. "I never thought I would enjoy your sounds of pleasure so much." He growled biting on her ear.
She offered no response. Loki pressed his erection to her so she could feel it but he did not make a move to go any further. No, he liked this game. He teased her clit until she was panting and finally released her before she could finish.
She remained pressed to the wall while he took a slow step back. "Now we both will go to bed wanting." He said. "You may go." The moment he said the words she turned, bowed and disappeared. Loki smirked a moment and then returned to his desk.