Val and Loki
Loki knew what good she could have done as a ruler. Instead she did evil when she had the throne, so being King was best left to their Valkyrie or Thor. That whole period of her life was an awful upheaval, and she still didn't know who or what she was supposed to be, even now. Of course, talking about those things wasn't something the family did well, so it often went unsaid...
Loki looked over and scrunched her nose a little. She was good at advising, but trying to remain on strictly good behavior all of the time? It was not only exhausting...but it was very boring too.
"I only liked parties when I was much younger," she admitted. "Basic rules of conduct are don't yell obscenities or cause a scene. Don't throw things or stab anyone. Don't vomit on anyone's boots. And don't upset the hosts. Other than that? Eat, drink, and be merry."
That last word was said in a sigh, since she wasn't sure what to do at a housewarming other than give a gift for the home and congratulate the hosts. Still, Loki had to sit through several banquets in the feasting hall. This was smaller, but the basic principles seemed the same.