Soulbonds and Fairy Dust

Chapter 20

Sigyn dreamt of having her book removed from her hands. There was a soft masculine chuckle. She dreamt of strong cold arms lifting her from the couch to cradle her against an equally cold chest. She dreamt of a soft bed, warm blankets, and cold soft lips pressing against her forehead with a whispered bid for her to sleep well.

But it was all a dream.

Or so she thought until she woke the next morning in her own bed with no real recollection of how she'd gotten there.

It was definitely her bed in her suite. Her suite had barely changed in the centuries she'd been gone. It was almost as if Frigga had expected she would come home. The rooms had been updated, the bed was an adult size, the clothes modern and new, the toys gone, but her books were still on their shelves, the furniture in the same place. The colors were all the same. It felt like home, because it was.

She climbed out of bed and summoned riding clothes to wear. It was a fight with the maids that she didn't need their help getting dressed. She'd missed having maids, even if she did find them annoying most of the time. At least she didn't have to worry about her baths being hot, her clothes clean, or her rooms clean. But she was perfectly capable of summoning riding clothes consisting of a forest green tunic that complimented her sidhe red hair, black leggings suitable for riding, and her boots, since she wouldn't need her full armor until she got closer to the doorway. She braided her hair back out of her way, though it left her pointed ears exposed.

Dressed, she headed across the hall, entering Loki's suite with no more than a tap on his door as warning. It was so familiar that she'd done it automatically. "Morning, Loki," she said loudly enough to announce her presence no matter where he was in the suite.

He stepped into the room from his study, dressed in riding clothes as well: attractively tight black pants, a green and gold tunic, and a helmet with horns slightly smaller than his battle armor's helmet. "Good morning, Lady Fae," he bid her warmly, giving her a smile when he saw her.

She gave him an appraisingly look, he was always fashionable and handsome and that morning was no exception. She saw him watch her appraisal and she saw his smirk when he realized she appreciated what she saw. She glanced at her own green tunic and smirked up at him. "We match," she informed him with a giggle.

His smile remained warm, gentle, loving. "So we do. You look beautiful in my colors,"

"That's kind of you to say," she replied with a hint of a blush. Loki nodded, noting that she hadn't thanked him for the compliment. Old habits died hard and at least now he knew why she didn't thank him. She also knew that the dark forest green does look fantastic on her. She tried to figure out how to question his helmet and finally came up with something. "Your father finally let the ceremonial helmets out of the vault? Does that mean the oaf wears the ridiculous one with wings?" She asked with a grin.

Loki nodded and laughed, a hearty wonderful sound that he usually didn't relax enough to let anyone here. "He looks ridiculous too so it fits,"

She giggled at that image, remembering the helmet well from her tours of the vault with Odin and the princes. "And I'm sure he struts around with it and his stupid hammer," she added, teasing. Making fun of Thor was a constant in their lives.

"Though I dislike wearing my helmet on Midgard since it earned me that annoying nickname from Stark,"

"Stupid shellhead," she commiserated "and his stupid nicknames," she rolled her eyes. "He already gave me one too, so I completely understand,"

"Have you heard mine yet? It's so derogatory it makes me want to defenestrate him every time I heard it come out of his mouth"

"He called you a reindeer correct? At least he didn't name you after the most annoying fairy in the history of Midgardian fairy representations..." she groaned. Navi really was the most annoying fairy ever.

"It's actually Reindeer Games, which is even worse... So very original. And what makes that particular fairy so annoying?" he didn't pay much attention to anything Midgardian, so he didn't understand the reference.

"The fae have paid close attention to how fairies are represented in popular media. Navi is an annoying character in a video game, a game played on the television," she clarified as there weren't TVs or video games on Asgard. "All she does is follow the protagonist repeatedly saying 'Hey, Listen'," she grumbled as she explained. She hated that stupid fairy

"That does sound slightly annoying."

"It was very annoying," she whined. As one of the youngest fae, she'd been tasked with playing the game and all such games with fairies. Such a hardship.

Loki laughed at her expression. He sobered a little when the laughter died down. They had a task to do. "Shall we go meet up with my brother, Lady Sif, and Thor's moronic friends?" he finally asked with a sigh.

Sig nodded with her own sigh. "We should. Wish we didn't have to travel with the morons, though..." she grumbled. They were annoying as fuck.

"You and me both. My brother and Sif are tolerable but my brother's friends are another story,"

"I'm guessing they're decent warriors for Mama Frigga to send them with us..." she tried to give them some redeeming quality. Though it was hard. She hadn't liked the morons as a child and she didn't think that would change now.

Loki offered her an arm to escort her and she took it automatically to walk down to the stables together. "They certainly have their moments. Though I think they are more trouble than they are worth bringing along."

They reached the stables and Loki headed straight for his horse to say hello. He cooed over the horse, letting his guard down around the animal, relaxing and being so light and caring. It amazed Sig to see Loki so gentle and caring. She hadn't seen him so open since she met him again. He would never let anyone see him being so openly caring and gentle.

Not anyone besides Frigga.

And now her.