Lithasblot pt.1
The loud clang of metal on stone followed by the soft murmur of voices woke you from your slumber. Your eyes shooting open and quickly surveying your surroundings. The murmur of voices slowly faded but you remained frozen under your covers. The seconds ticked by but you were too scared to move. Another loud crash followed by some shuffling and raised voices, you began to shake, each unfamiliar sound sending you further into the sheets. You closed your eyes and covered your ears wishing everything to just disappear. A sharp knock on the door caused you to jump.
“My Lady?”
You froze.
“My Lady?”
Another knock. You held your breath. One second. Two seconds. You heard a soft shuffle than footsteps fading down the hall. You let out your breath be remained still. You heard some more muffled voices beyond the door, followed by more shuffling, then the halls fell silent. You waited a few seconds then poked your head out from under the sheets, surveying the room again, it was empty. You hesitantly crept out from under the covers, placing your bare feet on the floor and slowly moving towards the door. You placed a hand on the handle, taking a breath, and slowly pushing it open the tiniest bit. You peaked your head out to survey the still unfamiliar halls. Everything was still silent, there was not a being in sight.
You took a step out into the hall. It was different than usual, you still weren’t used to them but you could have sworn they were gold before, not red and orange. You walked up to a tapestry you could have sworn wasn’t there last night.
“You have finally awoken I see.”
The voice made you jump and you instinctively hid behind the tapestry.
“I apologize, I did not mean to scare you.”
The voice was softer now and you recognized it as Loki’s. You peaked your head out from behind the tapestry. Your eyes caught the boy who had his hands up as if showing he means no harm.
“I should have known better, you are still getting adjusted to the castle.”
You passed another glance around the halls and realized you were alone. You timidly stepped out from behind the tapestry.
“No, I shouldn’t be this jumpy.”
You once again locked eyes with Loki but he quickly turned away, a soft blush appearing on his cheeks.
“You should take care not to leave your room like that.”
Loki gestured towards your robes. You glanced down at your clothes, then back to him a confused look on your face.
“What do you mean?”
Loki refused to look in your direction.
“Those are night robes, they are not meant to be seen by anyone but yourself.”
The confusion never left your face. These robes were far more conservative than the ones you wore in the dungeon. You didn’t see the issue, but then again you weren’t used to the Asgardian ways yet.
“Uh…okay, I’ll go change then.”
“Yes, please do.”
Loki made sure to keep his eyes away as you quickly shuffled back to your room.
“The maids should have put out something for you.”
Loki half yelled as you closed the door to your room. Left something out for me? You gazed around the room and realized a set of robes were hung in front of your wardrobe. They were different from the ones you normally wore, more extravagant. Where the robes you normally wore were mostly beige or white these were a fiery orange with gold embellishments. Why would they want me to wear these? You hesitantly grabbed the robes and tried them on. Wait how? You stood in your room, attempting to figure out how to wear these ridiculous robes. There’s no place for my arms? You twirled around in the robes trying to figure out how get them to stay on with no sleeves. I give up. You took a deep breath, holding up the fabric as best as possible and walking to the door. You cracked it open a bit and saw Loki leaning against the opposite wall, his eyes focused on something down the hall. You quietly cleared your throat causing Loki to jump slightly before turning to you.
“You okay?”
He gave a questioning look at you standing behind the bedroom door. You froze biting your lip. You just realize how embarrassing this was.
“Come on, I’m losing my patience.”
Loki pushed himself off the wall and headed towards you.
“I…can’t figure out how to put it on…”
Your voice was barely a whisper but Loki came to a complete stop.
“What?”
“I don’t know how to wear this stupid thing!”
Your irritation finally boiled over as your voice filled the entire hall. Loki took a hesitant step back raising his hands in defense. You instantly regretted letting this stupid garment win.
“Sorry, I just, it’s too confusing.”
You tried to control the blush on your face but failed miserably. Loki gave a small chuckle followed by a soft sigh.
“Come here.”
“What!”
You locked eyes with him, your blush growing even more.
“The maids are busy and like I said I’m losing my patience.”
You refused to move, there was no way you were going out there like this. Loki seemed to sense your hesitation and let out another sigh.
“Fine.”
He swiftly walked into your room pulling the door closed behind him. You watched as he glanced around the room. You realized he had never actually come into your room before, he always waited for you to come out.
“Alright let’s see this impossible garment.”
You realized you had been lost in your thoughts and hadn’t noticed Loki turn to you. You instantly brought your arms up, holding the cloth tighter around your chest.
“It can’t be that hard.”
Loki began walking towards you. You watched his eyes study the robes trying to figure out how to fix it. He walked directly up to you grabbing a handful of the robes to examine. His eyes darted around the entire garment before locking eyes with you. A blush instantly formed on both of your cheeks and you both quickly turned away from each other. For a few moments, there was silence, then Loki cleared his throat.
“You have to tie it around your waist then over your shoulder.”
You hesitantly turned back to Loki who was still turned away but holding a piece of the robe up to you. You slowly took it from his hand and wrapped it around your waist before throwing it over your shoulder. That makes more sense. You evened out the edges before attempting to tie it off at your shoulder, however, you couldn’t reach.
“Loki…”
You heard him hum but he didn’t turn.
“I can’t reach, to tie off the shoulder.”
He slowly turned, you held up the two pieces that needed to be tied off to hold the robe up properly. Loki awkwardly cleared his throat. He took a step forward and held his hands out. You passed off the pieces to him.
“Turn around.”
You quickly obliged half turning for him to have a better view of wear to tie it off. You felt the cloth against your shoulder and the feeling of Loki’s cold hands as he tied it off. The sensation sent a soft shiver up your spine.
“There.”
You felt the cloth shift slightly before finally settling to a spot on your shoulder. You straightened the robe around you and slowly turned to Loki.
“Well…”
You still had no idea why you were wearing this ridiculous thing, but you had to admit, it was beautiful. Loki stood starring at you for what seemed like minutes before finally turning away.
“Not awful.”
You felt a pang in your chest, your smile fading, but a smirk quickly appeared on Loki’s face.
“Aw, don’t be like that, I was merely jesting.”
He reached out casually adjusting the knot on the shoulder slightly.
“You look lovely.”
You broke eye contact with him unable to control the blush or smile appearing on your face.
“Thank you.”
“Well, we best hurry now, before you make us late.”
Loki turned and headed towards the door. You followed him with your eyes but you still had no idea what was happening.
“Late for what?”
Loki didn’t stop only swiftly responded.
“Lithasblot.”
What? You had no idea what he was talking about. You watched him walk out the door and felt a sudden sense of loneliness. Wait! No! Don’t leave me! Your vision started to turn hazy and you frantically ran towards the door he just exited from, but it was like you were frozen in place. You tried to scream for him to come back but no sounds left your lips. You began to panic, trying anything to get to him.
“(Y/N)?”
Your name echoed somewhere in the distance but your focus remained on the door. Your vision beginning to go dark.
“(Y/N)?!”
You felt a weight pushing you down and you desperately thrashed against it. No. I can’t let him go. You didn’t know why you were fighting so hard, why you felt that this was life or death, but at this moment it felt like was. Your vision was almost gone, the only thing remaining was the door handle, you desperately reached for it.