The cottage was small, but nice. You walked into the kitchen to find an assortment of vegetables, fruits, breads, and cheeses on the island next to a vase of blue roses. In the cooler, there were several different meats that would last you for a little over a week.
In the living room, there were two small ocean blue couches across from one another with a cream rug in the center. On top of the rug, was a handmade wooden oak coffee table with more blue roses in a clear vase and a small pile of Asgardian books for you to read in your free time.
Off to the left, was a pine door that led to the bedroom. Underneath the bedroom window, was a small bed with matching ocean blue and cream sheets with another cream colored rug at the end of the bed. To the left of the door was a floor to ceiling black bookcase with even more Asgardian books. Thor must have decorated this place with you in mind, which made you smile. On the right side of the bed, was another pine door that led to the bathroom, which held a rather large marble tub and matching marble counter and sink.
You walked back into the living room and sat down on one of the couches. This place was perfect and almost made you feel at home. Almost. There was something still missing on the inside. Maybe you knew what it was and maybe you didn't. Maybe you were just trying to push it all away and block it out, with hopes of forgetting everything.
You picked a book up from the table and opened it up. It was a book on ancient Asgardian love poems, something that Loki would read to you every so often. You gently placed the book back down on the table and picked up another one. This book was on the war of Jotunheim, where the Asgardians and Frost Giants fought each other with tooth and nail for kingdom rights. But this book also included the part where a small Jotun child was found on a cliff, left for dead, and how Oden brought the child back to Asgard. Even though the book never mentioned the child by name, you knew they were talking about Loki.