Chapter 1
Why I kept hiding behind books? Do I really like them that much? Don't I want attention?
Pfff... hard to answer. Cause I myself don't know what I want. It's not like I've read each and every book of this realm but i think books are way better then people around me.
Loki slammed his book shut when a guard came in. He gave Loki an invitation card.
Loki saw the card. Another party... by my father ofcourse. I can't believe how much paper they waste on these invitation. There are almost twenty parties which are organised every year and then some small victory celebrations and all. When is this going to end.
The queen entered his chambers. He acknowledged her presence. "Loki, are you thinking of some good excuse to not to attend this party again, child?"
Loki vanished the invitation with magic. "Mother, you know I..."
"Don't like parties and meeting people. I know" she completed his sentence. "But I would recommend you to come. Look at you, you should be having like ten women around you and almost thirty exs"
Loki leaned forward in disbelief " Mother you are telling me this? As I recall you were the one who taught me to respect women"
"I was just joking but child there should be atleast one. The one without whom you can't live" she took his hands in hers. "My child, I told you to treat each one of them like goddess but make one of them goddess of your heart"
Loki stood up and walked away from her. "It's harder than you thought, mother. I can't seem to trust anyone in the matter of hearts. My heart... my heart..." Loki stopped to look outside from window but seem to be unfocused. He didn't know what to say.
Frigga put her hand on his shoulder. She knows that her son's heart is fragile and he doesn't want a broken one. "Child when there will be right time, you'll find the one"
"Mother, this position. Being a prince it's so burden on me. I always felt like I am chained and everything I do is in the fear that father might disapprove. Sometimes I can't even breathe. How could I handle a woman whem I am myself so broken and overburdened" Loki wept a tear.
Frigga embraced him and soothed him. "Someone will come and hug you so tight that all your broken pieces of heart will stick together my child"
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Loki attended the party in royal outfit and all diplomatic talks. He tried to flirt along the women who showed interest in him. But soon he left like any other times.
He left castles and changed his clothes to simple ones for not catching attention. He studied markets and forests and shores.
Tonight he found someone standing on the shore. He examined a lady figure standing in the moonlight. He decided not to disturb her. Then she started singing murmuring something in tune.
He find himself lost in that song. Though the lyrics were unknown and may be in some distinct language but her voice was amazing. Not shrilling and sharp and sweet but crisp and seducing and hoarse... different.
Everything in his body urged him to see her face, to know her.
Suddenly, she moved her arms and hips. Wait is she dancing? It is graceful but what kind of dance is it?
Loki could tell it is a couple dance because she was holding her arm up like resting on something. Man's shoulder probably.
He felt like occupying that place in her arms. And why not it's a great trick... Her eyes are closed she will be shocked.
He slowly walked near her and when she slowed down a little he held her in perfect position and Loki found himself perfectly fit in her hand's stance. Hand rested on his shoulder and another on his hand.
She stopped singing and opened her eyes standing there in the shock. Oh her eyes are blue.
She backed off, breathing heavily. "Who are you?"
Loki narrowed his eyes. Is she crazy? I am prince of this realm. Doesn't she know me?
"Are you deaf? Or dumb? Who are you? How dare you touch me?"
Loki smiled. How many persons are there in realm who haven't seen me? She doesn't know me. Is this a blessing? "I would like to do that again"
He approched her again and she stepped backward. "Don't you dare"
Her eyes gave him warning and he remind himself that he should control himself. She is a stranger lady after all.
He bowed. "I am sorry, my lady. It was just for fun. I mean no disrespect. I am..." he didn't want to give her his real identity. "Lucas"
"I am... Lady Samara"
Loki nodded. "You are from noble family then"
She looked uncertain. "No but I would like it if someone will call me lady Samara"
Loki laughed. "I am really sorry for my earlier conduct lady Samara"
"It's alright"
It was hard to continue the conversation but Loki wants to know more about her. "Where do you live? I mean it's late at night you should not wonder out at this time of night. Unless if your house is nearby"
"I'll handle myself"
Loki smiled at her boldness. Either she is fool or she is smart. "Let me walk you back to your home"
"No thanks, I don't bed strangers" she crossed her arms near her chest.
It's amazing every sentence from her is making him laugh more. " what does that mean, my lady?"
"Are you a noble? You act like one. And I know what were you suggesting by walking me to home" she was saying this in calm and confident manner.
"Yes. I am king's advisor's son. And I am sorry but I was not suggesting anything other than walking you back to your home safely"
" I'll handle myself"
"I would love to know you. Is that too direct to say?"
"No all fools say that to me. It's ok"
"Oh you know what's difference between them and me?" He leaned forward to see her in eyes.
"What?" She challenged.
"I'll know you all"
"No one ever did"
"That's why I am different, darling"
She started walking away from him. "Well, all the best"
Loki watched her go. He smiled and loved how every part of him is reacting in that moment. He felt alive. He has a goal now. To know this mysterious normal girl. Samara.