I tell Frigga that I am still getting ready as an excuse to not attend Thor's party. I feel bad for lying to her though. But it's for the better of myself. If I did go I would lose it and go mad. At least I think I would, I'm more disappointed than mad.
I sit on the edge of my terrace reading a random book Sigyn picked out for me to read. I have stacks on stacks of books she requested for me. She seems to enjoy very much and I just accepted them to make her happy, I couldn't bare to see her sad. I've also became interested in the books, so I have no reason to decline.
I hear the music playing from a distance. I don't fancy over parties. The last party that I actually enjoyed was my last birthday celebration I've had. After that I asked Frigga not to plan anything but a simple dinner with my family and Sigyn of course. I would sometimes join gatherings with Sigyn but if she dares to come get me for this party in particular I will be angry, not towards Sigyn. I'm not quite sure hwat I'd be angered for. Why must I be so difficult?
I hear skipping outside my door at the end of the hallway. Alerted I close my book, get into my room, throw the book onto my bed, comb my hair through my hair, and open the door. To my surprise it is my Sigyn. Why am I surprised?
"Hello, love." I plant a kiss on her forehead and invite her into my room.
I notice her attire and can't help but smile on how much we match.
As she walks in she stumbles, but she regains balance and flops on my bed. Her cheeks are flushed and she seems out of place.
"Have you been drinking, darling?" I ask nervously, because of what she might have come up here for.
"Not too much." She slurs. "Where were you? I haven't seen you in a long time."
"It's been a day."
She looks at me confused like a kitten. How adorable.
"Has it? Nevermind, that is not what I came here for. Come sit." She pats the spot next to her patiently. I sit fairly close and give her my full attention, like I've always done.
"I woke up with the strangest feeling that something bad is going to happen and it left for awhile but it just returned. It's actually starting to physically hurt it's so exhausting. I haven't been able to focus correctly."
Does this have to do with my plan? No it can't be. She doesn't know, no one knows. I haven't done anything suspicious lately.
"Describe the feeling you have to me a little bit more, dear." I wrap my arm around her body and pull her closer to me.
"It's very unnerving. The feeling you get when you know will lose a fight. Or when you receive terrifying news that you could not cope. The feeling to me has been dragging me down all day." She gazes into my eyes as if just by looking into then she'll find an answer and all her worries will disappear.
"It's most likely the Valkyrie ceremonies that are coming up soon. The emotions just came early so that they aren't during them. It isn't a feeling of future destruction, darling, you are just extremely nervous that it has disguised itself as something else." I kiss her cheek and embrace her. Hopefully that tones her instincts down until after the plan succeeds.
"Thanks, Loki." She mumbles into my chest and hugs me tightly.
"Now how about we join the party?" I grin letting the embrace slip away.
"Are you sure? I'm actually quite tired." Her face cringes and she yawns.
"Should we stay here and sleep then, love?" I take her hand and kiss it. She blushes and our hands lace together.
"Will you take me to my room, darling? I'm consumed by amount of wine I've had today." She laughs and gets off my bed too fast causing her to become lightheaded, I catch her and she covers her face in embarrassment.
"You are sleeping with me tonight, to make up for my absence to you."
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Loki lays me down carefully on my back on the left side of his gaint bed. I don't bother to bring the sheets to cover myself, I know Loki will. He eventually does and then he takes off a layer of his clothing, he is now only wearing leather pants, nothing but pants.
He arches his back to take his boots off and his muscles bulge into intricate patterns. Before I knew it I was holding him from behind kissing his neck and back. He tenses up in surprise. I run my hands around his chest, he gasps and turns his head to kiss me. His hand makes it way to the face to stroke it. We break away from our kiss and smile at each other.
"I don't want to sleep anymore, Loki. Can we please go to the party?" I chuckle.
"Anything for my darling Sigyn." He grins and put his clothes back on.
The music has gotten louder and the crowd is much more lively from when I left. That just means that I will have much more fun.
We stay close together, never escaping each others grasp. Chatting with anyone that comes our way, drinking more wine, eating the pastries and occasionally kissing.
Thor approaches us and he doesn't look very pleased.
"You two are very immature and selfish. There are many asgardian citizens that came here for a party, not for such inappropriate actions you two have shown." Thor says very eloquently, by his physical state he is very quaint.
"Oh, come on, Thor. We are just embracing this night. It is the last day you will ever be a prince." Loki's grin sometimes scares me, he is obviously mad that he doesn't get the throne. I've known that from the start, he has always known that Thor would become king. He just chose to believe since it was his birthright as his father has told him as child.
"Celebrate with me, brother. You have your whole life ahead to spend it with Sigyn, but Sigyn may join us too, if she likes?" Thor raises his eyebrows to me.
"Oh, no thank you, my majesty. I will just go find my friend Deveah." I give Loki a kiss on jaw, since I'm quite short compared to him.
"What, wait-" I walk off before Loki could finish. I giggle when I hear him groan.
This crowd is quite cramped up. Couldn't they picked a bigger place to throw a party. Everyone on Asgard is here.
I'm starting to sound like an extroverted version of Loki.
"Sigyn! Over here!" I walk through the most cramped crowd and break through to find Deveah by the fountain sitting on Fandral's lap. She cannot be serious. Of course not, she must be drunk otherwise she most definitely flirt with the famous ladykiller slash brave humble warrior, Fandral the most chivalrous, flirtatious man in all the nine realms. Eh, he means well.
"Hello, Deveah," I pause and look at Fandral. "It is such a good evening, isn't it, Fandral?"
"It is a very wonderous evening. Quite eventful if I do say." He laughs and pecks Deveah's nose. She blushes and playfully pushes him. How cute. I wonder how she will react to her actions after she's sober.
They continue talking and whispering to each other not bothering to include me. Makes me wonder why she's called me over here in the first place. I slowly slip away from them and try find anyone who would keep my company.
I couldn't find anyone I would enjoy to be accompanied with, not anyone familiar at all either. Maybe I should have went to bed with Loki. I sigh and look for the buffet table for some wine. I'm parched.
I don't find the buffet table but I do find some kegs of wine set on the far end of the courtyard. I skip towards it, I'm the only one here as well. Lucky me, unlimited wine without anyone judging me.
There are no wine glasses but there are mugs. Giant glass mugs. I laugh hysterically and pour myself a hearty amount of wine.
The wine barely touches my lips when I get a vision of thousands of Frost Giants charging out of the Bifrost to destroy all of Asgard. Everyone living on Asgard frozen, internally screaming for their lives. Everyone I've every known and loved are frozen in front of me. I see someone standing over me that resembles a Frost Giant, but too short and small compared to a Frost Giant. They have the skin and eyes though. They hold a golden septer to my heart and without letting me beg for mercy they look me dead in the eye and the next thing I knew I was completely frozen.
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"Loki!"
I groan and turn around to see Deveah and Fandral running towards me, almost completely out of breath.
"What is it?" I say rather annoyed.
"It's Sigyn, something has happened to her." Fandral speaks holding Deveah's hand, looking at me with solemnity eyes.
My heart drops and I try not to let the pain succumb to my emotions. If she is dea.. No, I cannot think that way. She had consumed an awful lot of wine, maybe she just got sick. But I cannot be sure she's okay unless I ask.
"Is she okay?" My voice cracks harshly and I feel tears fall down my face.
"Your mother has taken her to the infirmary. Do not fret prince Loki, she will be alright." Deveah hold my shoulder and without thought I am rushing to the infirmary to see my love.
I start walking as fast as I can possibly walk, but with the pain of worry rotting my emotions I start to run at an uneven pace. Nothing bad couldn't have happened to Sigyn, not now. What could have occurred? If I only I've stayed aside with her. I could've protected her from- well, whatever has caused her this harm to end up in the healing room.
I dart through the halls and as I turn a corner I bump into a servant accidently knocking over a tray of pastries she's been holding. I quickly apologize, I hesitate to help her clean it up but I have one main priority right now. To be by my Sigyns' side.
"Mother!? Sigyn!?" I scream gasping as I open the doors to the asgardian hospital.
"Over here, Loki." I hear the calming tone of my mother's voice in the main healing room. I enter anxiously, hoping Sigyn is alright.
She groans in pain and holds her head in her palms. By the glimmering on her face I know she's been sweating quite harshly. She jerks up in a sitting position and the nurse quickly lays her down, removes her hand from her face and rubs something on her forehead which causes Sigyn to be almost knocked unconscious. She notices me and reaches for arm out to me. I run to her side and grip her hand with all my might.
"Is she okay? What's happened?" I look over to Frigga whom is brewing up some medicine.
"She fainted. She's in too much pain to tell us. From what the doctor said it's mostly her head causing most of the pain. Do not worry so much, Loki." Frigga comes to me, brushes my hair and kisses my forehead on her tiptoes. I hug her briefly without letting go of Sigyn's small hot hand, relieved it isn't too serious.
After an hour of nonstop treatments, Sigyn has finally relaxed and is no longer moaning, sweating, or crying. I brush and play with her hair to calm her down more, smiling at her delicately. Her eyes blink open then she takes a breath of air before she starts to speak.
"Shh, before you talk I wouls like to tell you a few things," I put my index finger over her lips, kiss her and start to talk again, "First of all, you are never allowed to be at a party alone without me by your side and I mean never ever, you better promise me. Secondly, you had me worried sick, you should be ashamed but not really it's up to you ky darling. Lastly, I love you so dearly, Sigyn. I hope you know that and I know I have not been present for you lately and I've already apologized to you but I just need to reassure myself."
"I know you love me Loki. You tell me everyday. Also stop making me feel guilty for not doing anything at all. It's mean." She teases as she sits up.
"Now what were you going to say?" I hold her waist and keep my face close to hers.
"I had a vision of some sorts but I can not remember." She looks down to her hands in an unusual manner.
"Are you sure, darling?" I ask as we move closer together.
"I promise I'll tell you when I can remember." She closes her eyes and wraps her arms around my neck.
"Get some sleep," I give her a light kiss and walk towards the door, "We have big day tomorrow. Good night."
"Good night." I hear her say as she drifted to sleep and I leave without another word.