Status: Loki x fem!reader

"Should we leave them?" You muse to Loki who was sighing in embarrassment. Fandral was being crowded by women as the other warriors were signing parchment.

"I think think that's best," Loki continued on with you by his side as you picked out some fresh fruit for pastries. "Where did you learn to use a weapon like that?"

"My father," you laugh quietly. "My mother was of Midgard and Papa fell for her instantly, he was of the North of Asgard. She found of his heritage but loved him no different as he was willing to stay with her on Midgard to bare me,"

"That's a very touching story,"

"Oh, it get's better," paying for some eggs you look back to Loki. "Papa fell in love with Midgard and brought me up using culture from both realms with the help of mum. Until of course my mother died of old age, Papa was grief stricken so he decided to bring me back here,"

"My condolences,"

"Thank you... but as I grew up with Papa he kept my knowledge of Midgard just as strong, I was a new born and remember none of my time on Earth but I appreciated every story he retold me,"

"And does he still live North?" Loki picked up and apple and paid for it, biting into it as lunch had just passed.

"Valhalla, he died on Midgard when I was 1000, but don't worry, the stage of grief has passed, I'm just thankful that Heimdall informed me himself..."

"Heimdall?"

"Yes, he retrieved papa and his works, I was able to bury him in his favourite spot under a beautiful oak tree in the backyard of our old cottage," You sighed in remembrance as Loki took your hand.

"He would be very proud of the woman you are today, Y/n,"

Red creeped up your face as he held your hand comfortingly. "Thank you, Loki, truly,"

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"Boom, done," you give Bjorn the fruit and sit on the counter.

"What did you get?"

"A new book and some cassettes," pulling out the book you show him the illustrations every few pages, moving on to the two cassettes you saw one was missing. "What in the nines?"

"What is it?"

"I've lost a cassette!"

"Oh, she's back yapping about nonsense," Fera strides in, she seemed to be a reoccurring antagonist here. "To think the palace would stay sane,"

"With you? Impossible!"

"Whatever, I doubt after this your presence will be wanted,"

"And when they say so I will kindly back off and resume my duties as per usual," hopping off the counter you walk to your chamber and toss the bag on your bed. "Hel, I was hoping to listen to that album,"

"Your highness!"

"What brings you here?"

Gods their flirtatious voices were obnoxious. But one one of the princes were here... gods forbid they flirt with Odin or Frigga.

"And to hope the brawn would visit me this fine evening," you smile from the doorframe of the kitchen.

"And let you wallow in dull conversation about his great journeys? Never," he turns to the girls who glared at you but snapped their eyes back to him. "Ladies,"

"No tale is ever dull, Loki,"

"I beg to differ, there must be one out there, for example my quiet journey here,"

A smile plays on your lips. "That's because you make it dull, the journey may have been quiet for you but did you see a guard run past? Or maybe a lizard scurry around the pillars?"

"And what if I saw both? To what excitement does that bring?" he hums.

"The guard could have been rushing to save a life, or rather he soiled himself," Loki let out a quick scoff of laughter. "And the Lizard could have been running for it's life from a predator or it's mate... though both could be the same thing," you tip back and forth.

"You make an excellent point, but no, I saw neither,"

"Shame, but what brings you here?"

"This," he holds up a cassette. "You dropped it,"

"For the god of lies you're a horrible liar," you push the cassette to reveal another. "You took it from my satchel to give me this,"

"Your deductions impress me,"

"I just have swarming thoughts... but how? You never once left your spot,"

"Illusions are a wonderful thing..."

"You stole it??" you gape at the prince.

"No, of course not, I put a hefty amount of silver and gold for Lady Anna... I also got this, it's an odd treat but I enjoy it," he holds out a twizzler packet.

"Liquorice?" He nods. "If you want Bjorn and I could figure out how to make it?"

"Would you really?"

"Of course, anything for his majesty," you curtsy low, and slightly mockingly.

"I would actually like to know how to make this, let me tag along,"

You shrug and take a twizzler. "Bjorn!"

"Yes?" The chef peaks out from the main kitchen. "Your highness,"

"Bjorn, correct? Lovely to meet you," Loki shakes the man's hand. "I have a request, two actually... Would you be able to construct this Midgard delicacy, and allow me to help?"

"Of course! Would his majesty really want to help? Y/n here is plenty of help,"

"Nonsense, I would be honoured to participate, even spectate if you wish,"

Bjorn was gobsmacked. Not only was this his first time speaking with the prince but it was also the first time he had been so highly regarded by royalty for a long time. "Anything his majesty wishes! What is the delicacy?"

"Liquorice," You rip off a piece and hand it for him to taste as you do the same. "Corn syrup,"

"Golden," Loki mumbles in correction.

"Both, actually," Bjorn soon listed down ingredients. "This will take a bit of experimenting but we can start tomorrow,"

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Backstory~

- Anna ❤️