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“Loki!”
He was sitting at the table with Thor, Hogun, Fandral, and Sif.
“Lady Darcy,” he nodded towards her, “Please, join us for the evening meal?”
“Of course, Lokes.” She sat down next to Sif and grabbed a plate of boar.
“So what are we talking about?” she asked.
Lady Sif spoke up, “Thor is telling us of what has transpired on Jotunheim.”
“Oooooh yay that was so much fun! Which part are you at?”
“Thor has already told you the story?”
“No, I was there.”
Thor coughed.
Sif looked pointedly at Thor, then said to Darcy, “I think perhaps the Lady Darcy ought to tell the story since she seems to recall what happened more clearly than you, Thor.”
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“…and then I went to find a cave to escape in. But Loki went off somewhere to be clever after telling the frosty something, so he’ll have to tell you this next part.”
Loki was not sure whether he was more perturbed or amused. He had refrained from correcting Thor’s account, which had featured Thor bravely charging in to rescue Loki from a beastly frost giant while Loki cowered. On the one hand, he was glad Thor’s friends would hear about the dress, but he was none too proud of the bargain he had made, regardless of the fact he intended the trickery from the start. What if Sigyn heard? Darcy, perhaps thinking of the sensitive wording of the bargain, had generously left its inclusion in the story to him.
He grinned, “Well, you see, after Thor demanded that Thrymr give Darcy back, Thrymr countered that in exchange for returning Darcy alive he wished to be brought the finest maiden on Asgard to be his bride. I accepted his bargain and walked with Thor out of the cave to inform him of my plan…”
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“…and then, Thor put on the dress.”
Sif and Darcy had already collapsed in laughter, so Loki decided it was only fair to show them exactly how Thor had looked. He cast a spell and Thor was wearing the dress again. He doubled over in laughter as Thor shouted, “LOKI CHANGE MY ARMOR BACK RIGHT NOW!!!”
Darcy spoke between laughs, “Sif- don’t you think Thor looks totally cute in that dress?”
“Aye, it suits him better than armor. Were he to wear it to battle, the enemies would collapse in laughter at the sight. It’s far more effective than Mjolnir.”
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It was quite late and Darcy looked sleepy. It had been an extremely tiring day. She half spoke, half mumbled, “Can’t believe Thor the bore didn’t even tell the story right until I got there.”
“Darcy, he was trying to be kind by not telling people we were on Jotunheim.”
“Our friends won’t tell. Sif’s mostly just jealous she wasn’t there.”
“Very nice. Now, we should be getting you back to Midgard.”
“I wanna stay on Asgard. I’ve still got to complete my first task.”
“Oh and what task could you possibly hope to complete in such an exhausted state?”
“Your mom said I needed to talk to you about being your advisor.”
“You can do that tomorrow, after you’ve slept.”
“But-“
“Darcy, you’re going to sleep. No arguments.”
“As your advisor, I advise you not to make me go to sleep.”
Loki smiled. “As a prince, I shall follow your advice and not make you got to sleep. However, I shall take you home to your bed so you can sleep if you choose to.”
Darcy grumbled something unintelligible.
“Besides, your other Christmas present is on Midgard.”
“Well then what are we waiting for? Let’s go.”
Loki chuckled and guided Hel out towards the portal.
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When they got back to her room, Darcy was really, really tired. She also really, really wanted to know what her other present… present!
“Loki, I forgot to give you your gift! We’ve got to go back to Asgard to get it.”
“You can give it to me next time. Now then, where is your cellphone.”
Darcy pointed to a messy pile of stuff on her dresser. After a few minutes of looking, Loki found her phone and held it in his hands, casting a spell on it.
“There. I’ve been working to refine this spell for some weeks now. I’ve added a magical version of your ‘texting’. I can send messages to your phone using magic. They’ll look just like texts and will appear to be gibberish to anyone beside you.”
“Yay! Thanks! You’re the best.”
“Why yes, yes I am. Now, time for sleep.”