His Queen | Book 1

Fifty Four: Across The Stars

King Iwaldi tried to convince his daughter to return home with Vali. She chose to remain on Asgard for she couldn't bare being alone in Vanaheim either. She sent her son off back home with Odin's spear and watched as the bifrost took him away.

Maybe thats what the the princess needed. To be alone. On neither Asgard or Vanaheim as both realms are filled with gods and the constant reminder of what happened. She would suffer the terrible silence of knowing that her family knows what Loki tired to do. And she suffers it here in Asgard too.

All these years and since before she married the trickster they have been trying to tell her the same thing. And now that it has finally come to fruition how can princess Sigyn possibly stand the silent judgement before her mother and father.

Sigyn has chosen her decision.

"All-Father." she turned back. Frigga and Thor are there too. They are most pleased to finally hear Sigyn speak other than mumble and nod. "I have something to ask."

Frigga placed a hand to Odin's arm. "Name it." he replied.

"I have come to terms now... that I can no longer remain here. I need time in exile to heal and find who I am once more."

"You are a princess." he reminded her. "You have responsibilities and duties."

Her eyes dropped and her hands folded into the fabrics of her dress. "I am grieving, All-Father, at least grant me that chance. I never got to mourn my son properly and I wish to do so for my husband as well."

Odin sighed again. "Where do you wish to go?"

There are so many options and places she thought of going. Anywhere in the universe she could escape to. All but one place comes to her mind. "Send me to Midgard." she requested.

"Midgard." he chuckled at that. "A wise choice." he told her.

"Where in Midgard will you go?" Thor asked.

Sigyn's gaze lifted to him. "I will go to Jane Foster and uncover the truth of Shield which you speak of. Then I will find Forseti."

"What business do you have with him?"

"My own." she told Odin.

He brought his spear forward. "Very well." he said. "Is this your final decision, Iwaldidottir?"

Princess Sigyn inclined her head. "It is."

Thor came forward with a hand. "When you see Jane, tell her that I am sorry and if I could be there I truly would. But the realms need to be corrected. Would you do that for me?"

"I will." she smiled for him.

Odin angled his spear, and whispered softly. "By my fathers before me, I ask that you allow the dark magic to flow through me."

A heavy weight bared down on Sigyn. Bifrost energy engulfed her as if trying to push her through solid ground. She can feel her body beginning to morph and twist and bit by bit the image of Asgard falls away. Frigga and Thor are torn from her vision and her body is pulled into the maelstrom. And then she is gone from Asgard.

Sent hurling through space at light year speeds, Sigyn relinquishes in the fine feeling of floating. The universe and stars all around her. Everything is lifted from her shoulders and she is free of worry. Nothing mattered anymore.

In the deep blue skies of the New Mexico dessert, dark clouds spotted above a small town. The weather is cold and dark. At the very edge of town is a laboratory with wide open windows and desks and fancy scientific equipment. This is the home of Jane Foster. She sits at a desk reading over papers. Nearly a week passed and there was still no sign from Thor or the phenomena.

Darcy sits across the room. "He's not coming back." she announced.

"Thank you." spat Jane.

Now, Erik, is an older gentlemen with a kind nature and a natural curiosity towards things. He is making himself a cup of tea. He turned to toss the spoon into the sink and when he turned back he nodded the creamy colour of his tea is rippling.

Machines started to beep and a reading began to print very slowly.

Jane and Darcy jumped up in false hopes. "Is that what I think it is?" said Darcy.

"It's him!" Jane darts across the room. The readings began to print faster and the peeping got louder Thunder boomed in the skies of the dessert. Jane was wasting no time. She picked up her jacket from the back of the chair and made her way for the back doors of the laboratory.

Agent Coulson, an agent of Shield is sitting in a diner when this began to happen.

The skies darkened again and the clouds began to circle above the town. The skies are ripped open with a lustrous boom and a massive influx of energy shoots through the atmosphere. The rainbow energy struck the earth a little ways from the laboratory. It rumbled and shook the ground and Jane was running directly towards it. She smiled wildly at the thought of running into Thor's big arms again.

A figure then appeared from the flurry of sand and dust and it was a women. Jane stopped where she was and the smile dropped.

A women of pale skin, braided white hair, and small stature stood in Thor's place instead. Her blue gown blew in the wind left but he bifrost energy. Gold pieces of armour clad her body in a half baroque breastplate covering her right shoulder and breast. Golden braces and hair pieces woven into her braids. A mighty goddess stands before them and she looked deeply sad.

Her whole presence seemed calm and ethereal and Jane imagined a thousand angels descending from the heavens to sing for this goddess. A natural white glow surrounded her even under the gloomy clouds. Jane is mesmerised by the woman's gown. It was nothing of this earth, thats for sure.

A black range rover quickly pulled up and several men in black jumped out. They approached the alien figure who just arrived to their planet. "Stop!" Jane shouted at them.

"Identify yourself!" a man demanded, their hands on their weapons. The white woman see's their hostility and her gaze is shifted to them instead. She moved her left foot slightly outwards and her left hand raised just a touch as if to grab something.

Jane "Wait stop!" Jane quickly approached the woman. "Who are you? Where is Thor?" she demanded to know.

"Get away from her!" the agents shouted. "We don't know if she's a threat!"

Jane rolled her eyes and her arms. "A threat? She's obviously Asgardian." she pointed out.

The white haired deity comes forward and projected firmly. "I am Sigyn, daughter of Iwaldi and Freya. Princess of Vanaheim and Asgard. And I am looking for Jane Foster." the goddess's voice is soft and smooth and there is an odd soothing comfort about it.

Jane turned back, mouth open. She looked to Erik and Darcy and back to the Asgardian woman before them. "I'm Jane." she said. "Why are you here?" she asked.

Sigyn smiled. This is the woman.

"Thor Odinson sends his regards."