Two households, both alike in dignity, In fair Midgard, where we lay our scene, From ancient grudge break to new mutiny, Where civil blood makes civil hands unclean. From forth the fatal loins of these two foes A pair of star-cross’d lovers take their life; Whose misadventured piteous overthrows Do with their death bury their parents’ strife. The fearful passage of their death-mark’d love, And the continuance of their parents’ rage, Which, but their children’s end, nought could remove, Is now the two hours’ traffic of our stage; The which if you with patient ears attend, What here shall miss, our toil shall strive to mend.
"I was a king!"Loki insisted. "The rightful king of Asgard, betrayed."
"I’m so sorry…" Belle started glad to have her first conversation with him. "Maybe it’s not too late,.maybe you can still get your throne back." She had heard of the dark doings he had but after getting to know him believed there was more to him.
He sat there and contemplated before smiled and moved closer to her. “I think you are not as dark as you want people to believe.” She insisted smiling as he grabbed her hand. “Good. Every King needs a lovely and understanding Queen.”
There once was a librarian and a soldier. As soon as they met they just clicked. However she was getting sicker and sicker. She didn’t want to get attached to anyone but Loki had crept in and stole her heart although she was betrothed to Rumple.
Loki knew well of Belle’s engagement to Rumple but wouldn’t dare let her go. She meant too much for him. She meant hope. When he found out she was sick it devastated him so much he tried to break it off only to come back to her in the infirmary.
They concocted a plan and got secretly married. To this day they have 5 children and are incredibly in love still.