Author's Note: Well hello there. :) Finally got a chance to start writing this. :D

For those of you who haven't read anything from me before, this is a sequel to some of my other LokixSigyn stories, a series that starts with 'Five Kisses'. The list and order of stories in the series are at the bottom of my profile. It's probably quite important that you read them before you read this as some things may not make as much sense otherwise. The only ones that you could probably get away with not reading are the M-rated fics as they're pretty much pure lemons. :P

Anyway, I hope you'll read them and come back to read this. :)

This story is set during and after the events of Thor, and follows only Sigyn and Loki's parts in the story. Hope you enjoy it! :)

Kit xx


Sigyn waited outside of the doors to Odin's Hall. She was wearing a long green dress with a gold trim that seemed far more formal than those she usually wore. That was because it had been specially made for the occasion, and it was beautiful; but all Sigyn noticed about it at that moment was that the fringe of her sleeve was getting gradually more and more creased as she nervously fiddled with it.

She knew that Loki was meeting Thor before his coronation and she had spent the last twenty minutes waiting for her husband to come to her. The two brothers had been on reasonably good terms for the moment, which surprised Sigyn somewhat. She had thought that Loki would have been a little less friendly with Thor after hearing news of the coronation, but he hadn't been. Sigyn knew it bothered him though; she was just surprised that he wasn't outwardly showing it.

After another few minutes however, she saw Loki approaching and a glimmer of relief washed over her. He was decked out in his armour; he was even wearing his helmet. In truth, he looked rather magnificent; you wouldn't be able to tell by looking at his face though. Sigyn frowned as he approached her. Maybe he was showing his unhappiness more than she thought.

"How are you doing?" she asked.

He rolled his eyes with a fleeting smirk and answered, "I'm fine."

But she was still unconvinced and a little worried- and her expression showed it.

"We all knew that this day was coming Sigyn. It's fine."

She pulled a face at him. For some reason she just didn't quite believe him.

"Are you sure?"

Loki's smirk returned and he placed a small kiss on her forehead.

"So concerned for me, little Sigyn. This should be a happy day," he said quietly.

She didn't reply to that. Mostly because she knew that Loki didn't actually think that there was much to be happy about on this day.


As they entered Odin's Hall, Sigyn couldn't help but look around at the assembled crowd. The hall was packed with far more people than Sigyn had ever seen in there, even during other ceremonies. And everyone was present for Thor's coronation.

Loki led her, arm in arm, through the long walkway to the head of the hall where they had been instructed to stand. Numbers of people nodded and greeted them as they passed, but only because they were a royal couple. There wasn't the joy in their well-wishes and claps that they heralded at the sight of the God of Thunder. Neither Loki or Sigyn minded about that however; or so Sigyn thought.

At the head of the hall, Sigyn noticed that the Allfather was sat in his throne, seemingly as regal and all-knowing as usual. Odin gave Loki and Sigyn the tiniest of smiles as they stopped in front of him and bowed. Loki's expression remained unreadable though as he returned his father's gaze.

Sif and the Warriors Three stood on one side of Odin, and Frigga stood on the other. Loki and Sigyn joined Frigga, standing behind the Queen as they waited for Thor to make his entrance. Sigyn couldn't miss the subtle look between Frigga and Loki that told her that the Queen was worried about him too.

And she couldn't help but let it worry her all the more because she knew that Thor's coronation bothered her husband. His brother was becoming King and he wasn't. This wasn't going to help the way that Loki constantly compared himself to Thor; and he always seemed to feel that he came up short too. That was before Thor was crowned, she had no idea how Loki would act afterwards. So Sigyn thought that she had a right to be worried.

She smiled reassuringly when Loki looked at her, but she got nothing in return. And his expression remained a mask as a roar of cheers and applause from the assembled throng told those at the front that Thor had finally entered. When they were eventually able to see Thor over the mass of people, Sigyn observed that he was grinning, holding Mjolnir high.

It seemed he was allowing the cheering crowd's happiness get the better of him, and that he was letting his own joy overshadow any regard for his brother's feelings. Not that Thor has ever noticed that Loki feels this way about him and his triumphs, she thought somewhat bitterly.

That was why Sigyn spent most of the ceremony staring at her husband. She was watching for any subtle expression that might indicate how he was feeling, that might tell her how she would need to act around him after the ceremony. How she could cheer him up.

But those thoughts almost vanished from her mind, as did the cheers and joy from the crowd, as soon as Odin looked up and uttered the words, "Frost Giants."

It was as if a flame had been lit in a forest. Those two little words sparked an uproar amongst every Asgardian in the hall, inspiring panic in a crowd of people. Because if Odin said that there were Frost Giants, then it meant that they were close.

Sigyn looked to Loki immediately, her eyes going wide as they settled on her husband. She wasn't panicking like most of the others in the Hall, but that didn't mean that the notion didn't frighten her.

Loki turned around to her after meeting his father and brother's eyes. It was their job to protect the realm, and it was obvious that they were going to do their job now. But Sigyn noticed that there was something a little too composed about her husband's face- and it made her suspicious.

She knew that Loki had been acting altogether too well-behaved that day, but she had just thought that maybe he was acting happy for Thor's sake, or maybe that he was just choosing to be pleasant. As Sigyn thought about it now though, it seemed far too good to be true. He wouldn't have, would he? she thought. But a small voice in the back of her mind answered, It's Loki; of course he would.

"Surely not Frost Giants, Loki-" she started, but he swiftly cut her off.

"Go back to our rooms, Sigyn. It's not safe."

It wasn't a suggestion. And the expression on his face told her that this wasn't a matter that was up for discussion. So Sigyn frowned and turned away from him quickly. Sometimes, she knew, one had to pick their battles, and Sigyn decided that she would talk to her husband after the Frost Giants had been dealt with.

She found her way through the numbers of panicking people; a task that was far easier after she bumped into Njal and he helped her to navigate her way through the crowd. Having a guard to direct her safely through was certainly useful, she thought.

Sigyn trudged back to her and Loki's rooms after she'd found her way clear of the Hall. She wasn't entirely sure what was going on. All she knew was that if Loki was responsible for letting the Frost Giants into Asgard, then he was going to get an earful later. Sigyn would make sure of that.


Author's Note: Hope you liked it and will let me know what you think! :) Happy Holidays in case I don't get to update before Christmas (I'm working for the next three days- yes, including Christmas Eve. Though I am dressing up as an elf, so... :P)

Kit xx