There were many things Loki expected to find in the Grand Library of Asgard. Peace, quiet, tranquility, plenty of books on equally plenty subject matters, the occasional person of erudite leaning, the old librarian and his…alluring granddaughter who many a time had kept him company in the most non-erudite of ways.

One thing that has never happened to the Second Prince of Asgard was the sight of a…something that rushed under the table he was occupying and promptly staying still as a flurry of guards came rushing in.

An eyebrow rose.

This was certainly not something that happened a lot in the Grand Library. (Or anywhere else in Asgard really – ladies of high birth, no matter her age, simply never rushed about as the little one did just now.)

"And why have Asgard's finest warriors rushed into a temple of scholarly pursuit?" Loki drawled as he felt the form at his feet go still.

"Prince Loki." The trio of guards straightened and, with their fists over their chest, gave him a brief bow; the usual greeting to a member of the royal family. "We were tasked with guarding the Crown Princess of Vanaheim and we.."

"Seems you've lost her. Now whatever shall we tell her grandfather, the High King of Vanaheim, and her mother, the Queen of the Valkyries? At the very least, she will not have her shield maidens collect your souls for Valhalla." Loki mused out loud as he rested his head on his palm. He did love making such low browed specimens cower before him.

He felt the figure he now knew as the Crown Princess of Vanaheim stifle a giggle and felt her creep closer to his figure.

He sighed mentally.

While Loki did like children, how could he not when children were the innocent, pure beings who bore no prejudice and held only glee over his illusions, he was not accustomed to having children with him during his times of study. With a sigh, he gestured to the side door of the library. "If you're referring to a little child wearing a violet dress, then she went out that door and turned right," which in turn would lead to a number of more halls, ensuring that these guards would be confused for a while longer as to where their charge has hidden herself.

A moment's pause as the guards did just that before Loki spoke again. "You may come out of hiding now Princess."

When he felt a small scuffling of feet by his feet, he reached out a hand in the general vicinity. He fought the urge to roll his eyes at the miniature princess as she sat in the seat next to him.

"Thank you Prince Loki." Princess Sigyn said as she looked up at the older Asgardian prince, only reaching up to his chest while they were sitting down. "For not telling them I was under the table."

Loki nodded absentmindedly. "I remember the frustration of having to wander around with guards at your very step."

The young Sigyn nodded. "We don't have guard following us in Vanaheim, it's suffocating here." Her feet dangled at the edge of her seat before she shifted her weight to her knees, leaning on the table. "What're you reading?" She asked, eyeing the intricate drawings Loki was reading.

Loki glanced down at the diagram of casting intricate illusions, the type that could also use whatever seior the owner was also capable of, and casually turned the page to paragraphs of runes. "It is the study of seior. I imagine you know this already princess."

Sigyn nodded once. "My mother has a similar book-"

"There you are Princess!"

Loki heard a small whine from the Crown Princess next to him as she hung her head as a figure, at least his age he assumed, came near them.

"I'm very sorry Prince Loki. Has the Crown Princess been any trouble?" The woman he guessed was her personal handmaiden gestured for the princess to come to her.

"She was not." Loki said as he gave Sigyn a hand climbing down the high-backed chair.

"I'm never any trouble Aina." Sigyn replied as she was returned to the floor. She turned to Loki. "Thank you again Prince Loki."

"Anytime, Princess Sigyn."