A/N: This series of mini one-shot ficlets is inspired almost entirely by the wonderful Indigo's Loki/Sigyn fanart. I have presented these writings to her for approval, and she has granted me permission to post her work here along with mine. These one-shots will vary in length and will not fall into chronological order; however, I imagine most of these scenarios occurring prior to the Thor film.
This "chapter's" muse is titled Green and can be viewed here (without spaces): star 42. deviantart art / green - 273312878
"What's this? Does my Lady shiver? Surely this is not an ill effect of my company..." came a voice from somewhere in the corridor.
Sigyn started, whirling around to catch sight of Thor's brother stepping out from behind a pillar.
"Indeed it is not, m'Lord. You had only caught me unawa-"
Loki strode forward with tree swift steps, closing the distance between them. "'Unawares,' yes. I have a rather ill habit of doing that."
Sigyn stood rooted to the spot. She could've sworn the hallway did get cooler after Prince Loki's arrival, but that might've been her imagination. He was now some mere inches in front of her, his eyes gleaming with a knowingness that made her slightly uncomfortable. Sigyn felt a new wave of goose pimples wash over her arms and chest.
"Lady Sigyn," Loki began again, this time in a lower tone, "do allow me to accompany you to, I believe it was the Healing Room you were headed for? You know, a lady really ought not to wander by her lonesome, even within the palace walls." A smile played lightly on his lips with the last sentence, and Sigyn did not doubt the truth behind his godly title.
Sigyn let escape a small sigh as she felt his proximity, their noses only a whisper apart. Her eyes were drawn down to that wicked little smile and she did not avert her gaze when she answered him.
"Yes, my Prince. Of course."