All of it was a blur to Sigyn. The Asgardian wedding theme blaring in her ears. The huge doors opening to temple. The walk down the aisle. Everything was a blur except for him.

Loki stood at the end of the decorated aisle, next to Queen Frigga and King Odin. His long dark hair gleamed against the green and gold of his ceremonial armor. His dark green eyes traveled from her gold shoes, to her white dress embroidered with green flowers, to her blue/green eyes, to the green and gold ribbons in her half French braided red hair. He smiled wide, and Sigyn knew he wasn't thinking about all the royal Asgardians in the room that he despised. He was thinking about the life they would share for the next thousands of years. He was thinking about the night before, when she told him she didn't care if she outlived the nine realms and all of the species that occupy them. She only cared that she outlived it with him.

As Sigyn reached the end of the aisle, Odin started to speak.

"The good people of Asgard have gathered here today to witness Prince Loki Odinson and Lady Sigyn wed. Prince Loki, do you take Lady Sigyn as your wife, princess, and possible future queen?"

Loki smiled.

"I do."

"And do you, Lady Sigyn, take Prince Loki as your husband, prince, and possible future king?" Asked Queen Frigga.

"Yes, I do."

"Then as your King-," Odin started.

"And as your Queen-," Frigga finished.

"We now pronounce you husband and wife," they said in unison.

Loki pulled Sigyn into a kiss, where their lips briefly met before Sigyn pulled away. Keeping her eyes locked with his, she knelt before him. After waiting a few seconds for Frigga to hand Loki a small golden crown, you feel the weight of the crown on your head.

"Andnow I pronounce you Princess Sigyn," Loki states loudly, with a grin.

The Asgardian crowd cheers and begins to chant "Long live the King and Queen. Long live the Prince and Princess. Long live Asgard."