One day as Lily walked home from the millers with a bag of flour in tote, she ran into a man in the forest. He was tall and handsome, his blond shoulder length hair was tied back with a strip of leather and his eyes sparkled like the waters of the ocean as he leaned against a large oak smiling. Lily had never seen a man as handsome as this one and even his odd attire, dressed as if from a time when men walked around carrying swords, did not distract from his beauty.
“You look like you could use some help carrying that heavy bag of flour,” he said.
Lily did not trust him, so she shifted the bag on her shoulder and replied, “Thank you for you offer, but I must decline.”
“As you wish,” he replied bowing and gesturing for her to pass. Unbeknownst to her, he had made a hole in the flour bag as she passed.
Lily thought for a second, why should she not accept the kindness of such a handsome man. So, she stopped, turned around on heals and tossed him the bag, which tore completely open at the spot where he had made the hole, covering him in the entire contents. Lily paused for a second then laughed so hard, tears welled up in her eyes.
That was the moment Loki knew he had found his wife…for anyone with a laugh as beautiful as hers deserved to have a trickster for a husband.