Loki

"And who is this lady?" Loki asked curiously but with pronounced disdain in his gaze, walking calmly with his guards towards the entrance to the king's throne, who looked at him from the high place of him sitting on the golden throne. "This woman was chosen as the best commander, Loki. She will be your right hand and she will help you with everything you need. No more than that. She is not a concubine, keep that in mind, son." the king spoke.

Loki entered followed by his guards, moving his cloak across the floor, and everyone bowed. Soon the king announced a warning to his son and the queen was at his side. Loki noticed the presence of a woman dressed in black with comfortable and tight clothing like someone who is the eyes and ears of the master should wear. Loki glanced at this black-haired woman and gave her a look of disdain because she was simply here because of the king's call. "What do you offer, father, mother." The king smiled on his throne up there. "This woman, son, will be important in all your plans. She is a well-organized spy on my part. You will need her on covert missions and in everything you need."