Soulbonds and Fairy Dust

Chapter 13

Loki nodded to the guards to open the doors and the pair headed into the throne room together. Sig's hand remained lightly on Loki's arm as they strode up to the throne. Her back was straight and she walked tall and proud. Or as tall as her short stature could manage. She knew she was dreadfully short in comparison to the proper Asgardians. It was a side effect of the experiments.

Odin was on his throne as expected, Frigga at his side, and Thor on his place on one of the stairs just below them. Seeing the oaf there was reassuring to both Sig and Loki.

/I must take my place on the stairs as well. I won't be far if you need me/ Loki warned Sig as they neared the stairs. He stopped at the place she was to wait and bowed over her hand to kiss her knuckles before he headed up the stairs to take his place on the other side of the throne from Thor.

/Of course you do/ she grumbled, but didn't let her grumbling show on her face. Instead, when he was in place, she dipped a well-practiced and graceful curtsy to the Allfather. The meeting thankfully went as well as Frigga promised. Odin welcomed her back to Asgard, promised she would always have a home there as a duchess of the court, and congratulated her and Loki on the soulbond. He actually sounded... proud... of his younger son, which confused both Sig and Loki.

Thankfully it was over quickly and Sig was dismissed. She took Loki's arm again and he escorted her from the room as fast as was seemly. Sig sighed in relief when she was safely out from under the Allfather's eye and moved to wrap her arms around Loki's arm instead of her hand on his arm in formal escort, she was nearly hugging his arm in a much more familiar gesture. "Told you it wouldn't be so bad," Loki told her warmly, not seeming to mind that she was cuddling his arm.

"It still wasn't fun," she whined.

He chuckled. "I know. Meeting with the Allfather is never fun,"

"Hopefully I won't have to do that again for a long while,"

Sigyn yelped and shrieked as an arm wrapped around her waist and she found herself over a certain oaf's shoulder.

Loki snarled. "Brother, put her down or I will stab you again!" Loki growled, daggers appearing in his hands as he whirled to face his brother.

"Put me down or I'll stab you myself!" Sig growled too, blades as long as her arm already in her hands.

Loki smirked. "You best listen to the lady. You do not want that dagger in you, Brother," he teased, impressed with Sig's weapons.

Thor sighed and set her on her feet. He did a double-take at the blades in her hands as they were larger than the ones he usually got threatened with. "You have not come to see our friends, since you've been home, Loki," Thor chided his brother, getting back to his original reason for bothering the pair.

Loki rolled his eyes. "They are your friends, brother, not mine," he replied sourly.

"They consider you a friend for all that you pretend to dislike them," Thor replied in his usual guilt-tripping way when it came to the morons three. "Come say hello and we'll leave you be. They have not even gotten to see for themselves that our little Sigyn has returned and they were friends with her as well when we were children,"

Loki sighed heavily, hating when his brother pulled a guilt-trip on him. "Fine, but only for a little while," he finally relented.

Sig vanished her blades with a sigh and took Loki's arm again. Her expression quickly turned to a smirk when she came up with a plan. /How quickly would we like to get away from the morons?/ she asked Loki as they headed for the morons' lair.

/As quick as possible. They are the last people I wish to spend time with because all they do is tease me and try to get me drunk./

/I have a trick up my sleeve/ she promised. /Ten minutes tops and we'll be out of there/ she saw his smirk and he seemed relieved that she might get out of there quickly.

She could also see that Thor was suspicious at the lack of fighting on the part of his anti-social brother or his lady, the shy fae. He led them happily to the morons' lair all the same and there were cheers from the already half-drunk men. Lady Sif raised her mug in greeting, but she was reasonable unlike the moron boys.

Sig's hand tightened on Loki's arm out of nerves at the loud men, but she put on a bright smile for them and greeted them like old friends, though she didn't like them any more than Loki did.

She pulled a bottle of a light white wine from her dimensional pocket. "A gift for you to enjoy," she told the warrior boys and began pouring out glasses for them and one for herself, as if to prove that it was safe.

/Whatever you do, don't drink this. At least not right now/ she warned Loki, though unnecessarily. He wasn't stupid, unlike the moron boys. Sig drank hers and the morons downed theirs as well. A minute later the boys were in stupors, drunk off of magic fairy wine. Sig giggled and vanished the bottle.

"Morons," she teased the drunk things.

Loki laughed. "What did you give them, darling?"

"Fae wine," she explained with a smirk. "It has magic in it, and drinking only a small glass does that," she gestured at the dazed boys who were seeing magic and drunk off of it, batting at the colors they were seeing that the others were not. "Which is dangerous were I less honorable, but I'm benevolent and will let the morons just sleep off their stupidity,"

"I will try to not get on your bad side. That looks not very enjoyable," Loki commented.

"You wouldn't be dumb enough to drink something a fae gives you without asking what it is first. Don't worry, they're enjoying themselves so even Thor can't get mad at me for it," the boys were giggling while they were high off of magic. Thor was indeed spluttering protests about what she had done to his friends while Sif was laughing her ass off. Loki was too, loving how ridiculous all of the morons looked. "Told you, ten minutes tops," Sig told Loki with a smirk.

He offered her a bright smile. "Let's get out of here, then, shall we?"

"Hey! Put them back!" Thor protested as Sig took Loki's arm.

She completely ignored Thor as she walked out of the room, leaving the poor morons batting at colors and shapes that no one else could see. Sig and Loki were both laughing at the morons and at Thor's indignant protests. Loki looked relieved to not have to deal with the morons.

"See? It's useful to be on my good side," Sig told Loki warmly as they wandered away from the morons' lair.

"I can see that. I'm glad to have you back, old friend,"

"I can't tell you how glad I am to be back with you, with my best friend,"

At both of their words, the soulbond marks on her arms lit up, shimmering with power.