After the first paragraph the flashback starts aka the actual story. I don't know why this idea came to me, but well here it is. Sorry if it is bad, it is off of what I know. Not much. Hehehe~ Sorry~!
She sat alone now, the man she had fallen in love with gone, taken away from her by the All-Father. She was sad, a child in each arm both of which she loved dearly, but her heart in the hands of her husband. She could remember it as if it were yesterday, but much time had passed since they had first met. He had done it simply so she would not be saddened by the fact that the man she was to marry was now gone; though she never liked the other male nor actually seen much of him. She closed her eyes just as her children and dreamt of those simple days when Loki would speak to her in a loving tone just to get her to reply.
"Sigyn my darling how are you this fine day?" The prince asked the woman before he had come to a complete stop a few steps away from her, though of course she did not reply and he knew why; so again he tried. "Why do thy beautiful red lips not speak a word to this poor man?"
She smiled in return before replying. "Oh Loki you know very well that you are no poor man."
"Ah, but I am if the one I love speaks not to me but all the others." He said in return. The young woman smiled at the man again and this time could not help but giggle softly. He in return smiled, though the guilt was heavy in his heart he kept telling himself that he could learn to love her. He would keep thinking that until it became reality and if it happened before their wedding night then all would be good, and his guilt would be lifted.
"Fine then Loki what do you wish to speak of with me? I do hope it is not another one of your silly confessions, I know they are false—"
"They are not." He said quickly, cutting her off, sounding a bit hurt. "Why do you wish for me to love another when the one for me is you?" He asked with a soft tone, his features softening as his gaze locked onto hers.
"It is not that I do not wish for your love, but it is that I am promised to another. I am not to be seen with you or people wil begin to suspect that I do not love Theoric."
"But you don't!" Loki exclaimed in a pained tone. "You do not love him and you reject my love. What are people to think about that?" Though he was not exactly hurt in terms of emotion he was slightly angered at the fact that she would rather be with a brute like Theoric than himself.
"Loki…." She began with a sigh. "If I am to accept your love… will you wed me?"
"Yes." He replied with a bright smile, moving closer to her so he could take her hands in his own. "Of course."
And that is all for now.