I hate that you do this to me. I hate how crazy you make me. I hate you! - Wendy

the way it always did.

Mark my words, Princess,” Loki said. “One day, you’ll be madly in love with me.

What's your angle?" I asked, trying to sound more playful than demanding. "Isosceles," Jack quipped.

Right then, it didn't matter what his reasons were. All I knew that I was sick of him breaking my heart.

Sometimes it seems to me that that’s all my life has been, a series of things that I loved deeply that I could never have.

Loki," I said. "Hey, Princess." He smiled dazedly as he looked up at me. "What's wrong?" "Nothing." I smiled and shook my head. "Not anymore." "What's this?" He took my hair and held it out so i could see. A curl near the front had gone completely silver. "I take a nap, and you go gray?" "You didn't take a nap." I laughed. "Don't you remember what happened?" He furrowed his brow, trying to remember, and understanding flashed in his eyes. "I remember..." Loki touched my face. "I remember that I love you." I bent down, kissing him full on the mouth, and he held me to him.