You walk around the garden while your father has some things to discuss with Odin, the Allfather, himself. Stuff you would not be interested in, your father said to you. And being the good daughter that you were, you just nodded your head and went to the gardens instead. You, the only daughter of your father, a high-ranking Einherjer, and your deceased mother, a former Valkyrie.

Loki stands near the huge pillars surrounding the small garden, hiding away in the shadows, admiring you from afar. The very thing the Dark Prince desires the most, but is not allowed to have. That is until the idiotic oaf of a brother announces something.

"I'm gonna tell her you're in love with her."

Four words that make the younger prince look at his brother in confusion. Figuring out what he could possibly mean.

"What is your peanut sized brain-", the young prince stops as he suddenly understands the intention of his older brother. A troubled look crosses his handsome features as he briefly looks back to where his desires lies.*

"No. No, no, no, no, no! You will not!"