"Good morning.", he greeted her with a smile. "Today we will practice with something small."
"You mean?", she asked, sitting at the chair, looking at him impatiently. Today she had to be at the clinic really fast, because Snorri planned on teaching her how to prepare mixture for scratches. They never mentioned what happened a few days ago before her walk with Fandral and after that, and he was back his cold, proud self. Well, it's not typical to kiss someone and act as if it didn't happen, but all in all – Loki isn't a typical man, right?
"My fork. Change it into… Let's say, a chair.", he commanded, crossing his arms when he stood up. She looked at him as if he told her to beat Thor or something like that.
"What? I can't change something so small into something so big!", she said in surprise. It's against the nature to do that! She read every book in the library about sorcery and they all said, that it's possible to create illusion of every object, but to transmute one thing into another, they have to be similar size!
"Of course it's possible. You just need to focus.", he answered patiently, kneeling next to her chair, showing her to kneel next to him. When she did so, he gave her the fork and looked at her expectantly. She couldn't help but to laugh.
"And what am I supposed to do?", she asked, chuckling. He looked at her with one eyebrow up, but he was also smiling slightly. "I am sorry, you just gave it to me and sat there waiting as if it should change on its own."
Loki shrugged, still kneeling next to her. He liked the way she laughed. He liked when she laughed next to him. It gave him a feeling that she likes his company. Oh damn, it sounded so… Trashy. But that's how he felt and it was nice feeling actually. Because he wasn't that sure if anyone liked his company – even his brother didn't bother to visit him. Well, nobody likes monster.
"It's simple.", he said, moving his thoughts away. "You just need to focus and touch the fork. Remember how you changed apple into peach? It will go exactly the same way, you simply need to forget that it's impossible. Focus."
She nodded. It's so simple, she thought to herself ironically, looking at Loki sideway. He was looking at the fork, so she did the same thing.
With all her might she focused on silver fork, trying to imagine that she changed it into a chair. She closed her eyes, gently touching the fork with her fingertips.
She opened one eye. Then the other. Nothing happened, fork was still lying in front of her sneeringly. She sighed quietly, looking at Loki, but he didn't seem surprised.
"It's fine. Try again.", he encouraged her, waving hands slightly.
So she tried again. And again. She was trying fourth time without hope to succeed, but when she opened her eyes, she saw small chair with red upholstery standing in front of her. She opened her mouth in amazement and looked at Loki, who was kneeling in the same position, smiling to her.
"I did it Loki, I did it!", she squealed, turning around and hugging him. "I did it!"
"Yes. You did it.", he answered, not responding to her actions at first. Finally, he hugged her back after a few seconds.
She was swaying slightly, laughing to herself, still holding him tight. She didn't even notice what she did. Last time she felt his touch she was trembling with excitement, now in happiness she didn't pay attention to what she was doing. It just happened.
"I am proud of you.", he said quickly, after like minute or two long silence. It was against his nature to praise people, but she was so happy, that he felt like making her happier. Does it make any sense?
She pulled herself a bit from him, not sure if she misheard. He was smiling his usual, mischievous and cold smile. She hadn't noticed that his hands, surrounding her waist, didn't allow her to move too far.
"Really?", she asked, her eyes wide open when she looked into his emerald eyes.
"Really", he ensured her, pulling her back to him.
Once he remembered how is it like to have her so close, he needed more and more. She hugged to him trustfully, with her head on his shoulder. He could sense her calm and warm breath on his neck. He felt how sweet she smelled… And he couldn't help but thinking how nice it felt. He remembered first time he touched her and she was so… Conflicted. And not so calm as she was now. Does it mean that she feels safe next to him, or that she stopped reacting to him so nervously because she grew used to his presence? His hands were slowly stroking her back. He felt like getting this dress off her and doing many things to her, but same as some time before, he simply couldn't do that, so he just kept kneeling and hugging tiny, redheaded female.
She closed her eyes, breathing slowly and she couldn't help to hear his heart beating so close to her body. It was so calm… Was it wrong, that she wanted to stay like this forever?
She was sitting next to him on his bed, covered with illusion again. Today Loki ordered a day off for her, so they weren't training. He was quite content with her progress, she was putting much hard work into her training. He said that soon she will be ready to train mind controlling.
He was sitting on his bed with straightened legs, resting his back on the wall behind him. She was sitting quite close, her legs crossed under her white dress. She was always wearing dresses in light colors: white, light grey, light green etc. The most he loved her green dress, her eyes seemed way deeper when she had it on. He noticed dark bruises under her eyes showing that she wasn't sleeping enough last days. And even if he felt urge to teach her mind controlling, which would allow her to spend way more time with him, he forced himself to leave their lessons today to make sure she will go to bed early, not spend half of the night training.
"Thor left today, I think he went to Earth.", she said, breaking the silence between them. She was eating red apple, which she first offered to Loki, but he refused. Still chewing, she added, "I wonder what is he doing there…"
"Maybe he went to see his mortal…", answered Loki contemptuously. He looked at Eir, as her hair were shining so beautifully. They were falling smoothly on her breasts, covered with the dress.
"Is there anything wrong with mortality?", she asked, in surprise, looking at him. She was holding the apple next to her slightly parted lips, awaiting answer. He woke up from his thoughts, looking up at her face.
"He will never be ready…", he murmured, lazily brushing her hair with his fingers.
It was the first time he touched her since that situation week before… Again, she looked at him in surprise, but she said nothing. However, she couldn't push away thought, that she missed it… After short hesitation, she pulled herself closer to him, reclining on his arm. She couldn't see that, but he smiled slightly when she did it. It was way different smile than his usual one. This cold, proud prince Loki and shy servant Eir were becoming friends. Only friends, of course!
She didn't answer him, deep in her own thoughts. Focused on his fingers, she closed her eyes, still feeling his warm arm and chest behind her back. It felt so comfortable… She was getting warmer and warmer, his fingers gently tickling her head made her feel sleepy. He embraced her, pulling her a bit closer. Not opening her eyes, Eir framed her head on his shoulder, her nose almost touching his neck.
They both liked it, even if none of them would admit it loudly.
"Have you seen if my brother is back?", he asked next morning as she was trying to convert book into stone. He said that she performed well yesterday, but she still has to practice basics. So she did, here, at his cell, at the library, at the clinic when no one was close and at her chamber, when her roommate was sleeping.
"You're not helping me when you're talking to me!", she snarled, looking at him angrily. He was standing in front of her, hands on his back. "Yes, I've seen them."
"Them?", he raised one eyebrow higher than the other.
"Him and lady Jane. I think your mother likes her.", she answered, still looking at him. She can't focus anyway when he is talking to her.
He snorted, sitting down opposite to her.
This time – shorter. I am sorry, I simply cannot decide what to do next, I keep writing and deleting because of it. Thanks for reviews. R&R!