Title: Mischief's Mistress
Rating: PG-13/T
Originally posted: 17th May 2021
Originally written for: sneakend
Characters/Pairings: Loki/OFC
Notes: for Drabble Exchange 2021 on Dreamwidth and AO3.
There was much he could conjure, much that magicks could bring to him, but nothing like this.
To be king was in his blood, to be revered was his destiny, but to be truly loved? He had never dreamed to know such devotion.
She was but a handmaiden, useful, pleasing to the eye, but easily dismissed, at first. When at once she proved her love for him, prepared to risk all - life, limb, reputation, soul - just to be his, how could he deny her?
"Loki." His name like a prayer from her lips as she ran to him the moment he returned. "My love, you were gone so long."
"These things take time, dearest one, but much has been accomplished," he promised, taking her into his arms. "Rest assured, all is as it should be. Our finest hours are yet to come."
"Your finest hour," she insisted. "You shall be king. I am nothing"
"You are whatever I tell those worthless creatures to call you." His hand firmly held her chin, made her eyes meet his own. "You shall be my queen."
She smiled. "Whatever you say, your highness," she promised, gladly surrendering when he finally kissed her.