"You interrupt my reading once more and this book shall become a lethal weapon."
You are the daughter and first born of the god Mímir- The god of knowledge and wisdom whom has been an ambassador to Odin for many years.
You first visited Asgard many...
That night you had made your way to your room, unable to stop smiling.
You gently removed everything from your hair, tossing it a bit before changing into a nightgown.
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You plopped down on your bed, combing your hair, preparing to sleep until you heard tapping on your window.
It startles you and you stood up immediately, walking over and opening it.
There stood Loki, smiling mischievously.
"Why hello there, Y/n. Lovely night, is it not?"
You narrowed your eyes.
"T'was before you came along."
You mumbled suspiciously.
"Oh come now, do not be this way. Come with me."
Filled with confusion you replied.
"By the Gods, whatever for?"
Loki smirked.
"Well...Considering that I am a god perhaps I can answer for you."
He slid into your room, hands held behind his back smiling at you.
"You...do not seem to fancy the palace life do you?"
You remained silent.
"Well neither do I thought that perhaps tonight I could take you for an....adventure through the city streets of Asgard. As normal civilian's of course."
"How do I know this isn't just some excuse for you to cause mischief?"
Loki laughed.
"Worry not, for I wouldn't harm you seeing as your likely to be Thor's future wife."
You sighed at that.
He quirked a brow.
"Oh? Why do you sigh, my dear? Do you not enjoy the thought of being wife to the god of thunder?"
You looked away.
"My father didn't even tell me of any of this until two nights ago."
Loki went quiet and you took it as permission to continue speaking.
"I did not even know any of this was to happen- while you and Thor have been raised being taught of it for your entire lives."
"I see..."
Finally Loki outstretched a hand to you.
"Come with me. I understand how hard it is to just have your family try to tell you what to be and how to act. The god of mischief always knows good ways to have fun."
You glanced out into the night sky.
"Alright."
Loki smiled.
"But I will be dressing first."
Loki stood there for a moment.
"Loki."
"Yes?"
"YOU. outside."
Loki pouted for a moment, holding his hands up in defense.
"Oh alright."
He lifted himself up and back out the window.
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You quickly grabbed one of your plain dresses throwing it on as well as a deep burgundy cloak before approaching the window.
Loki grinned and offered his hand, helping you out of the window.
"Should...should we ask Thor to come along?"
Loki scoffed and rolled his eyes.
"What? Why? He'll take all the fun out of it."
You gave him a gentle look.
"Well....He is your brother. And I can tell he genuinely adores getting attention from you in just the short time I've been here. That and I'm sure he'd enjoy a break away from palace life as well."
Sighing, Loki looked over at you again.
You looked back with large sad puppy-dog eyes.
"By the nine realms...fine."
Loki began to walk around the castle, presumably towards Thor's room.
Once reached, he tapped on it quickly.
It was no surprise to you that Thor opened it excitedly.
"Brother?? What are you doing here so late at night? Did you want to have a sleepover?"
"No, Thor. We're sneaking out of the palace and into the city."
"What do you mean 'we' brother?"
He motioned over to you.
"Oh! Hello lady Y/n!"
"Shhhh! Are you trying to get us caught??!"
"Whoops. Sorry."
He shout whispered.
Finally Thor nodded.
"A night in the city getting drinks away from father and mother does sound nice."
"Well? C'mon then."
Thor, like an excited puppy, went to go throw clothes on.
