Within the weapons chamber of the grand palace of Asgard, the three children were led by a man much older than themselves, the two boys at either side of him- a brunette thin boy to his right and a well-built blonde to his left- entranced in the story he told them of the great weapon which was held at the end of the corridor, the girl walked behind him, sighing silently as she looked around her. Although bored she tried her best not to disturb the tale the boys ate up, her mind wandering till the voice of one of the boys brought her back.
"Do the Frost Giants still live?" The brunette boy asked, she looked back down to where they stood, watching as the blonde spoke.
"When I'm King," he said before slashing at the air in showing the others, "I'll hunt the monsters down and slay them all!" He looked back to the older man, who had turned to face the three. "Just as you did father."
"A wise king never seeks out war, but he must always be ready for it," as he said this he began to walk back, the young girl stepping to the side, out of his way, looking to the two before going after him, her bare feet padding upon the floor, taking his hand as she smiled brightly up at him, getting a kind smile in return before the man's son pulled her aside gently, taking her place. The other boy merely offered her an apologetic smile, taking his other hand, as she shrugged walking behind them again, as the two turned back to the older man.
"I'm ready, Father." The man's son said.
"So am I."
"Only one of you can ascend to the throne, but both of you were born to be kings." He said, looking back to the young girl, who was once again day dreaming making him chuckle as he stopped and faced her, kneeling down. "And you, my dear..." He said, the blonde nudging her slightly with a laugh to bring her back. She looked up from the blonde to the brunette before looking at the kneeling man, who gently took her hands in his. "...You shall make a fine Queen someday, your King..." At this she rolled her eyes, making him rethink his words. "... If there is one, shall be the most well advised man there has ever been." He stood once again, picking her up as he did, "that is if you can keep your head within the realm long enough." He said, making her smirk and shrug, carrying her ahead as the boys raced after them.
"Father why does Sigyn get to be carried and not me or Loki?" The blonde asked, frowning at the girl who was taking advantage of the height addition to look around yet again.
"Do I sense a line of jealousy, brother?" Loki asked, smiling adoringly at Sigyn who returned the gaze. "Over such a small thing... Sister is not as strong as us and needs to rest." He said, laughing as he avoided a kick from their sister, whose nose was scrunched up at him, her tongue sticking out.
"Sigyn has been more than patient today, hearing my old stories repeatedly at your instance boys, it is only fair she gets her share of treats." He said, his grip loosening as the girl began to squirm slightly. "You wish to be put down dear?"
"No father, just…" She nodded to herself as she climbed to sit on his shoulders. "Now, if you wished to, you could carry all three of us!" She said, her arms rose above her head in joy of her idea. Her father chuckled, picking Loki up but the blond merely held his head high.
"I can walk; I am to be king one day after all." He said, shaking his head victoriously, earning a light kick off of Sigyn. "Ow, no fair sissy," she merely shrugged, smirking at him.
"You had your chance to be safe from my kicks Thor." Their father chuckled, putting the two down as they reached one of the balconies.
"Go play you three, and try not to cause anymore 'wars'." He said, rolling his eyes at his daughter, "and find your sister some suitable footwear before your mother sees.." He called as she rushed off after tapping Thor's shoulder.
"You're it!" She called back, stopping, indicating for Loki to follow with a shift of her head. The brunet hair boy laughed at Thor before following her, taking her hand once he caught up, running with her. As the two ran, they glanced at each other, the grips on each other's hands firm and strong, neither noticing the slight sprinkle of blue on their wrists.
"Where are we going?" He called, the wind running past them at quite the speed, she shrugged, giggling as she glanced around. She suddenly pulled them both through a door, closing it silently behind them, her hand at her brothers mouth as the eldest ran right past the two. Sigyn bit her tongue to silent the excited laugh which swelled within her throat.
"How many times must he fall for that before he learns..." She giggled, her soft voice barely more than a whisper as she walked off, Loki close on her heels, rushing slightly only to take on a casual stance once close to her, following a step or two behind her, copying her pace.
"He'll still be falling for it when we are fully grown, I'm sure, dear sister." He said, smirking at her as she raised an eyebrow at him.
"Oh, and you assume we will be still playing such games as adults? How very... Unlike you Loki," she said, smiling sweetly at him, as he furrowed his brow. "Usually you're the one demanding that both Thor and I grow up and act our age as well as our status... When you are not playing tricks on the court, of course."
"Of course..." He muttered, narrowing his eyes at her making her stop and pout at him, her eyes welling up slightly, sniffling.
"I didn't mean to offend you, darling brother, I was only observing, as you tell me I need to do." She hung her head, shuffling off, hands folded in front of her. Loki watched her go for a few moments before walking ahead of her, putting his hand on her shoulder.
"I know, I'm sorry Sigyn... I forget you don't intend to offend as much as Thor seemingly does..." He chewed the inside of his cheek as her expression stayed the same, wrapping his arms around her he cuddled his little sister close to him, kissing the top of her head, a slight smirk of triumph coming to his lips as he felt her body relax, her arms wrapping around him.
"I'm not him..." She said, muffled, into his chest making him snigger slightly, nodding.
"I know, little one, I know," he put his finger under her chin, tilting her head up till their eyes met. "You could never, ever be like him... For one you are far too clever, another being you are very... Very beautiful... For a sister anyway, a younger one at that." This made her smirk, giggling ever so slightly, sighing softly as she looked away.
"And yet he is to be King after father..." She shook her head, looking back up at him, an identically smug smirk on both of their faces.
"Gods help Asgard." They said together, hearing the sound of Thor's running feet echoing, coming closer to the two. The siblings took hold of each others hand and rushed ahead, Sigyn giggling and laughing with pure glee as ever.