[A/N: Another chapter, YAY! *throws confetti for no reason* I'm happy so leave me alone... YAY!

"You ready" Enchessa looked over to her brother before nodding her had in confirmation "ready as I'll ever be" she stepped out of the carriage with the guards hand in help "thank you" he simply gave her a nod before letting go and walking away.

"Enchessa" "yes father" she turned to face him "behave when we arrive, I expect no complication upon our arrival" "yes father" she has been very distant with her father as of late, for reasons that are unknown.

"They will be expecting us, so best behaviors" "why is he so, so-" "so distant and acting strange, I wouldn't know" Enchessa had entered Arkin's thoughts in hope to understand the situation with their father, but it was no use, she couldn't get anywhere with the lack of knowledge at the moment 'I must find out why' this was her mission from that point of time.

They all stood together; Arkin, Enchessa and their father. Arkin gave Enchessa's hand a gentle squeeze reassuring her that everything would alright, she could only smile, thinking that if one spoken word escaped her mouth she would suffer the wrath of her father who seemed angrier, furious and more outraged about everything and anything she did.

A beautiful rainbow-like light consumed them in it's beauty, lifting them off the ground for only mere seconds before their feet touched the solid golden floor of the bifrost, the gateway of the Nine Realms to access Asgard "my king, my prince..." he who calls himself Heimdal surveys Enchessa for a brief moment "my princess" he looked over to her a kind smile appearing on his face "welcome to Asgard" she could only smile, afraid to say anything else "my pleasure" her father speaks up 'speak for yourself' she hissed at him through her thoughts, not that it did much to the current situation.

Just then they all turn their heads in the direction of where they hear the horses and the chatter of men come to a stop, Enchessa however has no means of turning, no means of speaking and no means of getting married. "Enchessa" Arkin whispers, grabbing her hand gently, nudging her "I have nothing to say to that foul creature" "it doesn't matter-" "YES IT DOES!"  She roared at him, unintentionally hurting his feelings "sorry" she says before shutting of their communication link.

"Princess" she didn't respond, just stood there watching or staring specifically at the most intriguing wall she has ever set her eyes on "Princess" they repeated, but yet again, ignored by her highness "Enchessa" her head snapped towards her father "yes father" she says sweetly, trying not to send the wrong message "this gentleman was calling for you" her head turned towards a stunning  man, yes stunning she admitted, defined and well built muscles surrounded his build, but he was nor up to her standards and he looked very arrogant for a man about to claim his fathers throne.

He walked up to her, getting a hold of her hand before giving it a kiss "my lady" his blue eyes bored into her own... with absolute charm 'pity for him' she thought 'such a waste of man' her bitter thoughts were not to be beckoned with, they were never one in the same, and never this cruel 'he's the one to blame' her angry thoughts were put to hold when he spoke up "my name is Thor" she took her hand away, focusing her attention else where "Enchessa, as you should know" she spit, never once hiding her fears, her thoughts, feelings or anything ''Never hide yourself'' her mothers words echoed through her mind, reminding her that she was still with her, in her heart, waiting.

"Yes'' Thor looked away, feeling a little awkward with the situation at hand "um, you shall be taken to the palace" 'really' she thought sarcastically. Enchessa made her way to one of the horses that held no warrior, but she really didn't care if they did "my lady, would you like to ride with me?" She looked over to Thor then back at her father who had a displeased look plastered on his face 'oh well' "no" she said flatly, ignoring her fathers glare "very well" he walked over to his own horse, swiftly getting on, beckoning for the others such as himself to follow.

"I hate him already" "you don't even know him" surprisingly her thoughts could be read and received by Leah, all the way back to Vanaheim "puh-lease, I don't need to know him, just the one look says it all" "oh you'll love him" "no I won't" with that she shut off the link, having enough of their conversation 'enough for one day' she thought.

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"My lady" it was Thor "yes" "would you like me to escort you to your chambers" "I wouldn't-" "that would be perfect, don't you think so Enchessa" her father was giving her the 'do what I say' look "yes father, it would be lovely" her words spoke only with venom, but her prince hadn't noticed 'idiot' she thought, she doesn't even know why she doesn't like him, it's just the feelings she gets whenever he was around her.

"Thank you" she looked past Thor to her new room "my pleasure" 'pleasure, funny" she scoffed at the thought "you may leave" "dinner will be served, shall I send a maid to come escort you or would you like-" "the maid is fine" with that she shut the door leaving a bewildered Thor standing.

"Man, personal space exists too you know" "fucking dickhead" swearing was unheard of for princesses 'well, when was the last time I cared?... Oh right, never' she wasn't always this cruel and physically wicked, she was a lady, and you know women on their bad sides aren't angels.

"I need to shower" she walked over to what she assumed was the bathroom "right I was" she turned on the shower, putting it on the warmer setting, not wanting to burn her overly sensitive skin, being from Vanaheim, being a Vanir, comes with some cost to have magic, especially the royals like herself. But unlucky her she got it, not her father, not her brother, her. Letting the warm water hitting her soft pale skin, flowing down her body as she grabbed her shampoos and conditioners and did what she would call her normal routine. Washing her long raven hair thoroughly before hopping out and drying herself, putting on the emerald dress she loved so much that was off shoulder and had some lace in areas that made it look stunning. Adding on a pair of black heels while putting her hair into a messy bun once it was dried.

"Don't I look fabulous" she laughed to herself while putting on slight makeup, little mascara and eyeliner, she wasn't a makeup person like Leah, over dramatic if it got smudged even if it was the slightest the most unnoticeable thing she would blow the whole of Asgard up. 'Asgard' she thought, 'why here'. "Some things will or will not change, some things will or will not be... Some people will love and some will not" once again her mothers words danced around in her thoughts, leaving a trail of mystery that is yet unknown to the Nine Realms. "Why?" Again, this was a question that always found it's way into her thoughts, almost making itself known on purpose, like it had a secret meaning Enchessa had yet to understand. She know not why that question appears, sometimes out of nowhere, sometimes during dinner, sometimes at the most unexpected moments, times. She know Not Why...