Mischief Managed (Loki x OC reader)

Chapter 3: Stunned

~3rd Person P.O.V.~

An uncomfortable silence hangs in the air after Loki's departure from the kitchen. The Avengers exchange glances while Thor stands rooted to the spot, staring at the door that Loki left through. A few minutes pass with no one speaking or moving. Eventually, Natasha breaks the silence.

She clears her throat, getting everyone's attention, including Thor's. "Who's Fenrir?" Thor sighs and goes to sit in a chair in the living room. Everyone else joins him there and it takes him a minute or two to find his words. His hands are clasped between his legs as he leans over his legs.

"Fenrir...he was Loki's dog. We were young when he got Fenrir and, frankly it was so long ago that I don't quite remember how Loki came to possess him. But...Loki raised and trained him. Fenrir did not like most people and it took him awhile to trust anyone besides Loki."

Clint speaks up "And, your dad killed Fenrir because a see-er said the dog would bring 'Ragnarok'?" Thor sighs "A seer, a person that can see the future. They saw Fenrir kill Odin and bring about Ragnarok. The destruction-no. The end of Asgard."

Tony chimes in "I'm sorry but, can someone please tell me that Loki didn't attack New York because your dad killed his dog." Thor sighs and, for a minute, everyone thinks he's going to say that Fenrir is the reason he attacked New York.

None of them are prepared for what Thor says next though. "I am certain some of it is from Fenrir...but I do not think that is the only thing." Thor swallows nervously. They want to ask what else it could be, but it's clear that something is bothering him.

Steve says quietly "You don't have to tell us, but please know that we're your friends. You can tell us." Thor nods and sighs "I do trust you friends." He looks at them apologetically. "But I am afraid my father has forbidden talking about it."

They were not expecting that at all. "Your Dad forbid people from talking about it?" Bruce asks in disbelief. Thor only nods.

~Loki's P.O.V.~

I lock the door to my room. With nothing else to do, I lie down and go back to sleep. I watch the palace form around me. Although, I am soon aware of several things. Least of which being that I am covered in blood, as are Thor and the warriors three.

It takes me a moment to realize that we are in the infirmary. Sif and Fandral took really bad hits during our latest battle and we rushed them back here once the battle was won. Thor and Volstagg are panicking and I am cursing my inability to learn healing spells.

Then Thor, Volstagg, and myself are led out of the infirmary so the healers can get to work. Maybe an hour later, we are allowed to enter the room once again. When we do, we see that our friends are fully healed and awake. That was fast. Unnaturally so.

Thor asks the head healer what happened. The elderly woman beams and points to another bed further down where a soft yellow light can be seen. I look closer and realize the light is coming from a healer. "She is our new healer."

I can hear Fandral nearby "Well, I should like to thank her." The elderly lady stops him as he moves to get up "I will bring her over. You should rest. She heals injuries but she cannot restore fatigue." Fandral sighs but nods, allowing her to fetch the new healer.

Not a minute later, I hear a familiar, enchanting voice behind me. "We meet again." I spin around, only to be met with a familiar smile. I am not the only one struck dumb by this development. Thankfully, I recover first.

I let out a half laugh "So we have. I did not know you were a healer Lady Sigyn." She grins and strides past me to check on Fandral and Sif. "You do not know everything about me." I can't help but chuckle at that. Indeed this is true.

The only other time I have seen her was in that hallway when we first met. And yet...I had not stopped thinking about her once for the full two weeks that have passed since then. "So, Lady Sif, been to any good parties lately?"

All of us chuckle at that and Sif smiles "No, but then again, there will likely be one tonight." Thor nods "Indeed. You should come Lady Sigyn." Sigyn almost grimaces at the offer, but it is only a hint before she gives him a polite smile.

"While I appreciate the offer, Your Highness, I am afraid us healers are not invited to such events." Thor waves off her comment like one might a fly "Nonsense. I insist. It is the least I can do after our last encounter." Sigyn still seems hesitant but Sif whispers something in her ear and she relents.

"Thank you. Your kindness is appreciated." Thor beams but we are quickly asked to leave so as not to distract the healers. We leave with the promise of seeing Sigyn at the feast later. Its strange. I do not think I have ever looked forward to a feast before. This should be interesting.

It has been so long since I have met another competent seidr user. I cannot wait to ask Sigyn about her healing magic. The hours fly by and soon I find myself among throngs of Asgardians celebrating our victory on Vanaheim.

As usual, Thor has a small crowd gathered around him, listening to the tales of his latest exploits. I am enjoying a somewhat quiet corner of the hall, sipping my mead and laughing as my brother gets drunk...again.

I sigh in disappointment, knowing that my brother has failed to learn from his previous mistake. I almost choke on my drink though when I see who has just entered the hall. Sigyn. By the Norns who gave her the right to look so amazing?

She's wearing a long white dress with silver bangles on her biceps and a silver circlet on her forehead. Its design is very simplistic, but the moonstone hanging from it catches my eye from every angle.

I am mesmerized. She practically glides across the floor, her dress just short enough that it does not drag on the floor. Then...she sees me. Oh no. She caught me staring. What the shit am I supposed to do?! She smiles and approaches my corner of the hall.

She only gets about halfway when Fandral steps up, greeting her. I can see her smile and greet him. He holds out his hand to her and she, hesitantly, takes his hand. I watch as Fandral leads her through the dance. She knows exactly what she is doing.

The song ends and she gives Fandral a proper curtsey before she walks away. It takes me far too long to realize that she is walking in my direction. When she reaches me, she smiles "Your highness." Norns her voice is amazing!

I smile and give her a small bow "Lady Sigyn. It is good to see you made it. Enjoy the dance?" To my surprise, she shrugs. I do not have time to stop my eyebrows before they are shooting up onto my forehead.

She giggles "Really? And here I thought you looked to be enjoying yourself." She shrugs again "I like dancing. Just...not in public." Ah. She does not like the audience. I nod and hum to show I understand as I take another sip of mead.

A server comes by and Sigyn gets her own cup of mead, thanking the server. In my entire life, I have only ever seen Frigga thank them. Just who is this woman? Time to find out. I clear my throat and she looks at me.

"I must admit, I thought the Queen and I were the only seidr users in Asgard. Would you mind telling me where you learned?" She grins at me. "Oh now that would be telling." My jaw drops as she sips her mead.

She giggles "Oh come now, Your Highness. You did not honestly think it would be easy did you?" I cannot help but chuckle. "Is that a challenge Lady Sigyn?" She hums non-committedly. "Call it what you will. It matters not to me."

The memory fades as I wake. I sigh. I forgot how much sass she had. She had always seemed so sweet and innocent on the surface. It is what made talking to her so interesting. She always knew just what to say to get under my skin. And I honestly could not get enough of it.

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Sorry this is so late. I struggled a lot with writer's block for this one. This isn't beta read so it might have some errors. Please let me know if there are so I can fix them. Until next time!