Belle was walking deep into the forest with a group when she came upon him. A wounded soldier from what she could only guess was the ongoing ogre wars. He seemed focused on only petting his horse. He was muttering things she couldn’t really make out.
"Excuse me.." She called out wondering if she could help him. He stiffened but looked up immediately, his eyes took her breath away. She would know those eyes anywhere. "Loki!?" she asked in shock. "It’s a surprise to see you again Miss French." Loki lied knowing to her dismay that she would believe it.
"It has been a good time, but it is good to see you. W-what happened to you?" She asked bringing her hand up to inspect his bloodied and dirtied face. He closed his eyes for a second drinking in the feeling of her touch on his cold skin. "I heard this land was having troubles." He half truthed.
"Well yes, but we only got here and you tend to usually have other motives." She pointed out hitting the nail on the head. "You seem to have me figured out dear one." He replied his eyes never leaving hers but his heart dropping when her hand fell from his face. "Allow me to help you non the less." he lifted up her hand and kissed it, his eyes never leaving hers.
It was quiet that day in the castle as Loki awaited news from his college. Rumpelstiltskin who, as usual, was late to give an answer. Having now gained the throne Loki wanted to rub it into the imp’s face since Loki almost always thought the dark one was unreliable. Either unreliable or simply too sentimental.
Loki opened up a portal through in the Dark Castle. However instead of Rumple appearing through the portal a young woman entered wearing a shiny yellow dress. She intrigued him, her chestnut curls seemed to frame her face as striking blue eyes looked around the palace. She had a book in hand, a book uncommon to Midgards. “Are you lost?” He asked analyzing every line of her bodice.
She turned around now aware of the throne room before her. “I..was going to put my book away in the library.” She said feeling rather awkward. “What is this place?” She asked nearing the throne causing Loki’s heart to jump a little for some reason.
"Welcome to Asgard my lady." He greeted stepping down from the throne. "So you are the Dark One’s-?" He let the question stand as she answered "Maidservant." She answered rather quickly. "Well he’s very lucky to have a beauty like you." Loki mused surprised by his own compliment. Belle blushed and only blushed harder when it seemed like Loki was admiring the pink tint on her face.
He held out his arm and she took it as he walked her back to the portal. He now had a new deal to discuss with the Dark One. “This I believe, is your stop.” He said almost disappointed.
"Might I, at least know your name?" She asked looking him in the eyes. "My apologies my lady. My name is Loki Laufeyson, King of Asgard, and you?" He released her arm but his hand still grasped hers. "My name is Belle, Belle French. Nice to meet you Loki."
"The pleasure is all mine, my lady. Your name is one of beauty and I think it fits." He said noticing her blush appear once more. He knew he shouldn’t let anyone distract him let alone a Midgard woman. She seemed so interesting he couldn’t help but find more about her. "Tell the Dark One that I intend to make more deals in the future." His eyes fixed on hers as he told her this before pushing her through the portal. "I will be waiting." He whispered