Daisha, Goddess of Weaponry. Her brunette locks that stops just on her shoulder blades, her ivory, smooth skin that covers her whole body, her soft, supple lips that can be compared to a soft flower petal. She is the cousin of Thor and Loki. Her sharp tongue and quick wit matches with the God of Mischief. And how does she fit into all of this? Loki is in love with his ex cousin.

Loki is being held prisoner in the deepest dungeons of Asgard - unseen and unheard of, written out of history, and haunted by his demons. To ease his boredom and satisfy his loneliness, he manifests a girl to keep him company. Who knew his biggest enemy would be love?

Erendir thought she is everything Loki needs to remind him every day that his life has a meaning other than as a second prince, younger brother of Thor, and a spare to the Throne, that he has someone who loves him more than anything in nine realms. But would it be enough as Loki's thirst of acceptance is getting stronger and confounding his mind?