"So you're Loki" The woman spoke striding into the large and very empty throne room. A man of many years sat on the throne deep in thought over a conversation he recently had with his son. When he heard the woman's voice he looked at her with confusion.

"I'm sorry, child, you are mistaken. Loki is dead."

The woman crossed the Triquetra etched gold floor stones and stepped onto the throne's first stair. she climbed the steps until she stood before him close enough to see but far enough for her immediate safety. "Frigga was very good at teaching you your tricks, they are almost flawless." She held her hand, palm up, and swiped it before her as if cleaning the dust from a mirror. Odin's shape began ripple and then fade, melting like ice in the afternoon sun. Loki sat before her in his true form looking unfazed but what she did. "Almost."

Loki's smile did not reach his eyes. "And just who might you be?"

The woman shrugged "You can call me Sigyn." She glanced around the throne room taking in the large meeting area where courtiers came to meet with All Father. Massive pillars carved as figures of Einherjar warriors held up the equally massive roof. "So where is Odin anyway? Did you stash in him the dungeon under a glamour or take him through a hidden portal to one of the other Nine Realms?" She turned back to Loki to see him watching her with narrowing eyes. "Either would be just like you, you know."

"You seem to know a lot about me…Sigyn" he said "You do know that the more you talk the shorter your lifespan becomes?"

"That is a risk, I admit" she replied "But I wanted to see you for myself, after all I did want you on the throne, not Thor."

Loki arched a dark brow "Do tell."

Sigyn knew she had Loki's curiosity if only for the moment. "Thor is a blunt instrument, he solves his problems by repeatedly hitting it with that hammer. You on the other hand would use knowledge to rule the Nine Realms with wisdom."

Loki sat back stretching his long legs before him. "You seem to be in the minority of that opinion."

"It doesn't change the truth." she said heading back down the steps. "Stay where you are. I won't speak up."

Loki rose and followed Sigyn down the steps. He reached out and grabbed Sigyn's arm to turn her around so he stood before her. She tilted her head to look up at him unfazed by his close proximity. His green eyes were almost luminescent like forest leaves after a storm. She knew he weathered one already and a new one was on its way. But she had to make her next move carefully because the dark look he gave her was certain to result in her death if she didn't. "You are taller then I thought" she said. She lifted her hand and ran her finger down the side of his jaw. She felt him momentarily tense. She was sure he was not used to being in such close proximity of someone who did not wish to do him harm.

"Am I supposed to trust you?" he asked a hint of ice in his voice.

Sigyn laughed. "You would be a fool to trust me." she answered. "But there is one thing you can trust."

"And what is that?"

Sigyn's smile faded and locked her eyes with his. "Trust my rage."

Sigyn saw his eyes widen in surprise and she smiled. Now she had his attention.

Loki watched Sigyn leave, his interest was definitely peaked. There was something familiar about those green eyes, which were a mirror to his own, that seemed to stare at him with such great intensity, it took him several minutes of watching her slim form as she headed unhurried down the hall for him to recall where. It was almost as if she knew he was watching her and wanted him to get a good look and that was when he remembered.

It was at Thor's Coronation Ceremony when he was being sworn in as the next King to Asgard. Thor was entering the throne room putting on a performance for courtiers as they cheered him on. Loki remembered dropping his gaze. He had seen him showing off many times before and he wanted to hide his annoyance and frustration at not having been chosen as the next All Father. Looking around the room he saw women swooning at the sight of him. All of them say one. She seemed very bored her gaze falling on everything except the main event. When their eyes met they didn't move. They simply stared at each other. Loki could see right away she was different. She didn't look empty headed like the other women fawning over Thor, there was an intelligence to explore and he very much wanted to go over and talk to her. He knew that was impossible at the moment and made a mental note to do so at the banquet. Just then Odin stopped speaking bringing Loki out of his thoughts and everyone in the throne room to immediate silence.

"Frost Giants!" he announced a whisper of surprise in his voice, the sound echoing throughout the silent hall.

Loki momentarily cursed the little trick he had caused bringing the Frost Giants in to ruin Thor's big day, but it couldn't be helped now. He pushed the mysterious women out of his mind and made a note to find her but he was unable to do so. Now she reappeared in the throne room with the same air of mystery and he was intrigued. But he wasn't as naive as he was just a few short years ago and the first thing going through his mind was what was her angle. Why approve of him on the throne and what did she hope to gain. She seemed to know things that she shouldn't know and he needed to find out what that was. He wasn't going to let her catch him off guard again.