The Marriage of Loki and Sigyn by MorganLeFay

Chapter 1: First Meeting

Sigyn had been wandering around the palace alone for what felt like hours. She had originally just gone out for some fresh air, but after a few wrong turns she had ended up back in the palace gardens. She was alone, lost, and scared.

She didn't even want to think about what her grandfather would say to her for getting herself into this situation. He would not allow her to come to the palace with him again. It was her first time there and she never should have wandered off.

Sigyn felt tears sting her eyes as she sat down on a bench, and wiped at them with her hands. She had wanted to prove that she could be a lady, that she was no longer a child, and crying would not help her case right now.

Loki was looking for a quiet place where he could read his book, away from his brother and his annoying friends. Thor simply did not appreciate knowledge the way he did, preferring brute strength and combat. So he had gone off in search for somewhere where he could be left alone to read.

It was quite a shock to him when he walked into the gardens to find that he was, in fact, not alone. A blonde, who was definitely not Thor to his relief, was sitting on one of the benches, her face buried in her delicate hands.

Loki froze. He had no idea what he should do. The girl had made no move to show that she knew he was there, so he could just leave quietly if he wanted. Or, he could ask her what was wrong and try to help her if he could. Obviously, that was the more gentlemanly thing to do, but surely she wanted to be left alone. He didn't even know who she was or how she got there.

For what felt like ages, he just stood there clutching his book and watching the girl warily.

And that's when she looked up at him, as if she had known that someone had been watching her all along. She didn't looked much younger than he was,the awkward between stage where she could no longer be called a child, but not yet a woman. Her big, blue eyes were bloodshot, and tears streaked down her round face. In that moment he couldn't stop himself from thinking that she was rather pretty, even in tears.

"I am Prince Loki." He announced, not knowing what else to say.

She just stared at him, eyes wide, as if caught in the act of doing something terrible.

"Who are you?" He asked her after a few moments.

"S-Sigyn," she managed to stutter out.

"Why are you crying, Lady Sigyn?" He asked.

He had moved to sit beside her, placing his book off to the side.

"I got lost," she replied.

"You're crying because you're lost?" He asked.

She shrugged and buried her face in her hands once more.

Loki just placed a hand on her shoulder, not knowing what else to do. He almost certain she was crying again. and even though he didn't know why he wanted to, he wanted to help the crying girl. She did not move away from his hand though, so he figured it was okay to leave it there for now.

"I do not wish to trouble you, Your Highness." She finally spoke, her voice stiff and formal.

Raising her tear-stained face, she looked at him. He smiled at her and offered her his handkerchief, she accepted it and dried away her tears.

"Now," he said when she had finished. "Tell me where it is you need to be, and I shall escort you there."

"I do not know where he is." She stated, her voice no more than a whisper.

Loki went to say something but stopped but stopped when she started speaking again.

"My grandfather, Njord, he is in a meeting with the Allfather. If you would be so kind as to take me to him, I would be forever grateful." She told him.

His smiled faltered for a moment. He grandfather was the exiled Vanir king, meaning she was one of Freya's infamous daughters. Famed for their beauty, and rumored promiscuity, that rivaled their mother's.

Loki didn't say anything, he did not think it appropriate to bring up. The last thing he wanted was to offend the poor girl. So instead, he stood and offered her his arm.

Sigyn stared at him for a moment, waiting for him to react badly to what she had said. When he didn't, she was taken aback. When he offered her his arm, she was shocked. She stood and accepted his arm, lacing her own around it. She was absolutely giddy that he had made no snide remarks about her mother or comments about her Vanir status.

Standing beside him, the top of her head barely reached his chin. She smiled up at him for the first time and Loki couldn't help but notice how her entire face lit up. He wanted to say something, but he didn't know what to say. Instead, he just lead her through the palace to where he knew his father and the exiled king were meeting.

When they arrived, the guards opened the doors for them. Sigyn thanked them as they passed.

Her grandfather did not look up when she entered the room with Loki, nor did the Allfather. Only Prince Thor, who had not been there when Sigyn had left, had lifted his head to see the pair enter. She quickly dropped Loki's arm, blushing, before either her grandfather or his father had the chance to see as well.

She muttered a quick thank you to Loki, and went to take her seat on the opposite side of the room.

He smiled at her from across the room before he turned and left, not knowing it would be years before he saw the girl again.
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