Months had passed since Loki's return to Asgard. Thor had done everything he could to try and keep him from imprisonment, but it was the Allfather- after much thought and a broken heart- who decided Loki's punishment.

Thor visited him as much as he could, leaving him small trinkets and flowers. But Loki always ignored him. Never said a word. And Thor finally began giving up. Leaving Loki in the lonesome silence of the prison.

Loki silently sat against the cold, stone wall, staring at the floor. His long black hair was tucked behind his ears. A few shorter strands fell over his forehead. He softly brushed them back and glanced over to a pile of trinkets sitting on the ground by the bars. Gifts that his brother, Thor, had brought him. But Loki never touched them.

"How beautiful." A woman suddenly spoke. Loki, of course wondering who was in the room, looked up. There stood a young woman, with striking features.

Her hair was a dark red, long and curled slightly at the ends. Her eyes, a bold and bright green. She stood there, clothed in a floor length white gown. The fabric was pulled in around her waist, making it flow tighter across her body. There was a small golden pattern across the shoulders of the dress, traveling down the sides to her waist.

In her hands she carried a golden tray filled with delicious looking food.

She stepped forward and knelt down near the pile of gifts. Slowly, she reached her hand through the bars and picked up a small, green crystal.

"Beautiful." She said softly, staring at it. She glanced over at Loki; he stared back at her. "Where did you get this?"

Loki didn't answer her.

The woman smiled and gently placed the crystal back in the pile. She returned to her feet and walked to the door of the cell. "I have your dinner."

"Leave it." Loki snapped softly.

The woman's smile widened. "He does speak."

Loki's eyes narrowed slightly.

The woman softly placed the tray on the ground and slid it into the cell. Then she promptly sat down and stared at Loki.

Loki, try as he might, couldn't ignore her stare. "Why are you still here?"

"Your brother asked me to watch over you." The woman answered kindly. "He wants to make sure you eat."

Loki scoffed softly. "Of course."

The woman leaned closer to the bars. "He cares for you Loki, he does." she glanced at the gifts. "You know he does."

Loki seemed to paused, thinking about what she had said. He softly cleared his throat. "What is your name?"

"Sigyn." The woman answered with a smile.

Loki smiled slightly.

Sigyn slowly reached under the bars and pushed the tray closer to Loki. "Please eat my prince."

Loki softly placed his finger on the tray and pulled it toward him.