Fine. Whatever. I Don’t. Nobody Understands Your

I Haven’t Prepared My Speech Yet,” I Sighed And Tove Stood Up. “what Should I Say About Him?” “well, If You Plan To Say Anything Nice, You’re Going To Have To Lie,” Tove Muttered As He Walked Over To His Closet.

You Expect Me To Believe That You're Being Held Against Your Will?" I Raised A Skeptical Eyebrow. "you're Roaming Around The Castle Freely." "as Are You." He Turned Away From Me Then. "not All Prisons Have Bars. You Should Know That Better Than Anyone, Princess.

Can I Cut Off Your Head?" "are You Asking For My Permission?

Have You Tried?" Tove Countered, His Eyes Sparkling. "well...no," I Admitted. "do It." "how?" He Shrugged. "figure It Out." "you're Really Good At This Training Thing," I Said With A Sigh.

I Paused Outside Your Door To See If You Were Awake, And You Clearly Were, So I Came In." "you Still Can't Just Barge In." I Crossed My Arms Over My Chest. "would You Like Me To Go Back Out And Knock?" Loki Gestured To The Doors Behind Him. "would That Make You Feel Better?