When Loki was told that he has to get married to a princess from another realm, he was furious. He isn't marrying anyone. Who knows what she's like? Probably a foolish girl, who doesn't even know how to read.
"Loki. Loki, are you listening?" Upon hearing his name, he snapped out of his thoughts.
"No, mother. I'm not. I don't care." Loki hissed to his mother, Frigga.
"Well, you should. She's from Svartalfheim. She is the youngest daughter of Alflyse." Frigga said it like it was nothing. Loki was more than surprised. He has to marry a Dark Elf?
"Alflyse had kids?"
"Yes and..." Before Frigga could finish the sentence Loki cut in.
"She is a Dark Elf then. Are we in need of their alliance?" Frigga looked annoyed with Loki. She knew he's not going to agree to the marriage just yet.
"As I was saying. Her kids are different from other royalty you might have met before. I don't know much about her, but I know her oldest sister, the current queen of Svartalfheim." Frigga answered.
"What do you m