|The Priestess of Asgard
Author: Bridgy PM
Kidnapped from earth? Wait. What? That's exactly what Aurora thinks when she ends up in Asgard because of a most unfortunate event. After a few days she demands to go home but Odin has refused. She grows fond of Asgard and even becomes a priestess but for what reason? Another war is about to break out and she becomes a big part of it and Loki feels he must protect her at all cost.Rated: Fiction M - English - Romance/Tragedy - Loki - Chapters: 11 - Words: 23,562 - Reviews: 4 - Favs: 8 - Follows: 20 - Updated: 05-08-13 - Published: 07-12-12 - id: 8315236
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The priestess of Asgard. Chapter two: Asgard.
Unfamiliar voices rang in Aurora's ear. She could see no one as if she was swept into total darkness. She struggled to open her eyes but she could not. She tried to move or make a sound but it useless.
"Will she ever wake up?"
"Who is this young maiden?"
"What is this?...A human? Pfft! And a woman at that."
"I'm surprised she has survived."
"How did she get here?"
Such questions and conversation leaked into her ears. She wanted to respond to them. Were these voices even talking about her?
Suddenly she was able to open her eyes. Light melted into the room as she awoke and quickly shut her eyes again. She cursed and turned her head away from the light. Once her eyes managed the lighting in the room the poor girl looked back to the window. Where was she? She certainly wasn't in no hospital, that much was clear. Aurora looked about the room more closely; a fireplace was seen from in front of her bed, three large windows to her right bringing in the sunlight's as it's golden brown curtains were spread apart. A dresser and a wardrobe were side by side and to her left was the bedroom door. she tried sitting up but fell backwards and back on to fluffy pillows. She was nice a cozy in her soft, clean golden brown sheets. Her bed was a canopy and its black sheets were tied together by golden ribbons.
Aurora tempted to sit up again and managed this time. She sat straight up in bed, looking around at everything again. Suddenly the door opened and in came two very beautiful women.
"Oh! You are awake!" said the older looking woman. She had long, wavy blond hair past her shoulders and an elegant gold dress on.
"Who are you?" said Aurora; her voice cracked a bit.
"You mustn't be concerned." said the other woman. She had on warriors clothing and long black hair pulled back into a pony-tale. "My name is, Sif. I am part of the warriors three."
"And I am the queen of this kingdom." said the golden haired woman.
Aurora looked at them as if they were crazy. "You have GOT to be joking."
"I assure you we are not." said the queen.
Aurora shook her head some. "No. No, I remember a very bad dream I had all of a sudden. It seems I'm still dreaming." she gasped. "Perhaps I'm in a coma after riding into that dang ditch!" she knocked herself on the head a few times.
"Please, calm down," said the queen. "You are fully awake and here in Asgard."
Aurora stopped knocking on herself and looked at the queen. "What? Asgard?" the queen nodded. "There is no such place." Aurora said.
Both the women seemed a little offended by this. Sif said, "This place is just as real as where you come from. That reminds me, where do you come from?"
"...Earth?" Aurora stated bluntly.
The queen and Sif both looked at each other and said, "Midgar..."
Aurora turned her ear to them. "What? Midgar? What are you two talking about?"
The queen returned her gaze upon Aurora and said, "My dear, you have come a long ways from your home. How did you get here?"
Aurora gave them a puzzled look. "That's...not something I feel like talking about right now."
The queen and Sif both sighed but it was for the best. "Sif," said the queen. "Please see to it that this young girl gets a nice hot bath and something to eat. She must feel very weak after be asleep for nearly a month." The queen stood up and walked out of the room.
"Wait...hold on." said Aurora. "I've been asleep for a month?"
"Nearly." Corrected Sif.
"Still!" Aurora sat there for a while trying to collect all of her thoughts together. "Ok," she finally said. "...A hot bath and food does sound really good at the moment. I'll gladly take up that offer."
Sif smiled. "Good."
As Aurora stood up from her bed she found herself tumbling to the floor.
"Are you alright?" asked Sif coming to her side right away.
Aurora grunted and then sighed. "My legs...feel like jell-o..."
"Jello...?" Sif questioned.
"Right. Do you want my help?" she asked. Aurora thought for a moment and then nodded. Sif helped her to her feet and held on to her until she was certain that Aurora could stand on her own.
"Guess being asleep for so long really did a number on me." Aurora said.
"Not as much as your wounds."
"Wounds? What kind of wounds?"
Sif pointed to a few scratches on Aurora's right forearm. "They were a lot worse. The cuts were poisoned and making you very ill. The healing room spent hours fixing you up. It's a wonder you survived. Your left wrist was broken too but seems to heal fairly fast. I'm surprised you didn't have any other broken bones."
Aurora sighed. "No wonder I can't really remember anything..."
"Don't fret about it," said Sif. "Let's get you in that hot bath and food in your belly!"
Aurora sat in a large tub all to herself. Bath salts, soaps, shavers, and shampoo and even conditioner were set aside for her. Though the products looked different, they were pretty much the same thing. In fact they seemed to work even better. For now though, Aurora just sat in her swimming pool of a tub and soaked in some cherry bath salts. Steam rose up, leaving the ceiling windows fog up. It was night time that much she could tell. Aurora took up a silver shaver and started shaving her legs very carefully. It was sharp and she didn't have to go over the same area twice. The shave left her legs feeling smoother than ever. She did her underarms and private area too. She then stood up and pulled on a red rope. Water instantly fell down, like a waterfall only this water was more gentle. Aurora washed off her body and lathered her hair in the shampoo and softened it up with the conditioner. Once done, Aurora pulled the red rope down again and the water calmly stopped. If this was a dream Aurora would soon wake up no doubt and she promised herself she would find a place just like this and never leave.
She grabbed for her towel, dried off and headed out of the bathroom. The feeling in her legs seemed to have returned and she was able to walk again without falling flat on her face.
"How did it go? Did you enjoy your bath?" Asked Sif.
Aurora turned to her and smiled. "I didn't want to leave." she told her this and Sif laughed a bit.
"These are for you. Picked out by the queen herself." said Sif.
Aurora lifted up the garments and examined them. "A...dress?" she said.
"Do dresses not fit your style?" asked Sif.
"No. No it's fine. I just don't normally get all pampered like this. The dress is fine. Thanks."
"Alright then. I'll leave you to dressing. I'll be waiting just outside."
When she was done dressing, Aurora looked at herself in the mirror and braided her hair and tied it back with a black hair-band that was on her wrist. She wore an elegant white dress puffed out a ways from the waist with a thin blue 3-quarter length sweater leaving it only buttoned at the top to cover her clivage. She then slipped on a pair of blue slippers, leaving her feet feel very comfortable. Aurora then walked out of her dressing room and out her bedroom and saw Sif waiting for her.
"You look beautiful in that dress." said Sif.
"I feel awkward..." Aurora said.
Sif smiled a little. "You want to wear something else then?"
Aurora put her hands up for defense. "No. I'm fine. But I think my stomach is in need some real food right about now."
"Right," said Sif. "That makes two of us."
The room where they ate looked more like a huge hall than a room. A large table was spread across the room with endless amount of food; chicken, pork, mashed potatoes with three different kinds of gravy. There was stuffing, fish and chips, different kinds of cheese and freshly baked crackers to go along with it. There was at least four different kinds of soup and bread and butter to dip it in.
"Is it supper?" asked Aurora.
Sif laughed a little. "No. It's dinner. Why? Are you not used to seeing so much food?"
Aurora took another long look at the food, wide-eyed and then said, "No." Aurora sat down where a plate was set and began grabbing food. Sif started off eating a bowel of fruit and then nibbling on a few crackers. On the other hand Aurora was stuffing her face of buttered bread, beef soup with crumpled crackers on top of it and trying all the different kinds of cheese.
"So THIS is the new arrival." a rather large man came up from behind Aurora gave her a tap on the back, welcoming her. But that tap seemed a little too rough.
"Volstagg!" said Sif. "She is not some doll you can merely slap."
"I didn't slap her..." he said defensively. Of course Sif was only joking but Aurora was no concerned about the air being blocked from her throat by a piece of cheese. The dark haired man out of the group came up and tapped a certain spot on Aurora's back and the piece of cheese flew out of her mouth and into a bowel of tomato soup. The cheese quickly floated to the top and made the soup undoubtedly disgusting.
"Thank the gods Hogun is here." said Sif, picking up the soup and setting it aside.
"Uh...I'm fine." Aurora coughed to clear her throat better. "Guess this means I shouldn't eat like such a pig huh?"
"Don't be ridiculous!" started Volstagg. "You have been asleep for a long time. Of course you are hungry! It's only natural for you to eat like a...pig." he told her.
Aurora blushed with embarrassment and sipped on her soup and slowly ate the rest of her food. After eating she pushed her plate aside and asked, "So if this was only dinner...what's for supper?"
The warriors looked at each other and then back to Aurora. "We never know." said Sif.
"It's a surprise then every time, I guess." Aurora said. Everyone agreed to this.
Suddenly a guard came rushing in, telling the warriors that they were need by the prince and then king. Sif apologized to Aurora that she had to leave her and asked if she knew the way back to her chambers. Chamber? Thought Aurora. Oh, my bedroom. Aurora nodded, not really knowing where he room was again but the thought of looking around the palace a bit more wouldn't hurt. and if she had to she would just ask a guard to take her back to her "chambers".
As she walked, Aurora enjoyed the soft golden colors of the palace and sound of the birds as they flew by the palace. Servants walked past her and occasionally asked if she needed anything. Aurora would only shake her head and say no. How could she ask for anything. She already had EVERYTHING. Or so it seemed. She then stopped and looked to her right. She saw a balcony with a few red banners hanging from the railings from the next floor up. They had the kingdoms symbol on them no doubt and they flew gracefully in the wind. But something else, or rather SOMEONE else was made visible to her through the flowing banners. He was tall, and wore a dark green rob with golden embroiders on it and his hair was long slick, and black that was combed back. Aurora was transfixed on the expression of his face; so calm, cool and collected was he, this man whom she had never seen and felt as if she was committing some sort of crime just standing there and looking at him. Who IS he? She wondered. She took a few steps forward and even with her slippers on the man turned his head by hearing her soft pitter-pat foot-steps. They stared at each other for but a moment, both expressionless.
"Who are you?" he finally spoke.
Aurora was able to break free some this little spell and said to him, "I...My name is Aurora. Aurora Brady. Who are you?"
The man scoffed and then said, "...Loki. Prince Loki." he then stood up straighter than before, his full height at its best. He raised a brow at her and simply said, "What is a human doing a realm of Gods?"
"I beg your pardon?" Aurora said.
"To put it bluntly," said Loki. "What is a weakling like you, a human, doing in a realm full of such powerful beings, like I?"
Aurora folded her arms across her chest. She didn't care how DAMN good looking he was. He wasn't going to get away with speaking to her like that. "Excuse me, but I am wondering that myself. Let's see. First I was kidnapped by a black leather-faced creature after he came out of the sky and brought me to God knows where. I escaped merely because I was quick enough grab a piece of bone and stab a giant hand that came out of nowhere and picked me up about ready to split my very SPIN in HALF. I escape with pure dumb-luck and fall to what I think may very well be my death, unlikely, and then I end up here and then hearing that I have been asleep for almost a month and now YOU ask ME what I am doing HERE? That is a very DAMN good question!"
A little surprised, Loki smiled a bit. "Well now, was that so hard?"
"What are you talking about?"
"You just answered a lot of my questions. Looks like anger is your weak point."
"My weak point?"
Loki nodded. "Yes. Indeed. Now if you'll excuse me." he briskly walked passed her, his scent getting caught up in her nose. He smelt good which made Aurora a little weak in the knees. She shivered and shook her head, bringing herself back to reality. She turned, watching Loki get farther and farther away. Who was this so-called-prince, really?"
Hola? How was it (as if it were a food I must know how good it was) Sorry. I'm being a total goof tonight. It seems a little part of my sourcastic side has taken over a bit. But that's ok because it makes things (seem?) more interesting. Please review. I'd really like it if you did.