'There you are.'

Sigyn rolled her eyes as she turned to face her mother. 'Here I am.' She smiled back, though it seemed more of a grimace.

Frigga pursed her lips. 'Be nice, Thor is leaving today, do you know what this means?'

'I might actually spend five minutes in Father's company now?' She asked, Frigga swallowed. 'Thought not.' She turned to continue where she was going. 'I will be where I need to be at whatever time I am required to be there, Mother.'

'Have you spoken to Thor today?'

'Mother, I don't speak to him often on any particular day, he is always with those fools he calls friends that fawn at his every fanciful story.'

'He does not tell fanciful stories.'

'Mother, I was there for half of these events, he lies. I am sorry to be the bearer of that news.' She laughed, almost beaming.

'What has you in such a mood?' Frigga asked curiously.

'I am having a good day,' Sigyn shrugged.

'What is his name?'

'Do you know, Mother, a woman does not require a man to have a good day?'

'I am aware, but I am hoping that it is a man entering your attentions and not your brother leaving that has you happy.'

'I may bicker with the witless oaf, but I care deeply for Thor…deep down, really deep down.'

'I have yet to meet a pair to argue as you two do.' Frigga shook her head. 'I do wish you would act as you used. Thor used to aid the nursemaid tend to you, and now you barely even acknowledge one another.'

'We are entirely different beings, Mother. Thor is Father's heir, his golden child, while I…'

'Need to begin acting as though you are a princess and not the court jester.' Sigyn bit the inside of her cheeks and lowered her head slightly as her father entered the hallway and the conversation. 'Are you going to see your brother off like that, you look like you were dragged backwards through the gardens.'

'Wow, Mother, you must have been swept clean off your feet with him.' Sigyn scoffed. She waved her hand and was immediately changed from her somewhat unkempt looking dress and dishevelled hair to having it perfectly pinned up and donning a dress of forest green. 'There, does this please you, Father?' Odin gave no response, signalling to Sigyn that her appearance could not be critiqued.

'Green suits you, Darling.' Frigga noted.

'Yes, I think it might.' Sigyn smiled back, looking at the dress and liking it, though not saying what inspired it.

Odin eyed his daughter carefully for a moment. 'You are uncharacteristically cheerful.'

'I am having a good day, and no, that is not a stab at Thor leaving, I am just having a good day.'

Odin eyed her for another moment and then looked at his wife, who seemed to think the same as he did. 'I am conflicted.'

'About what?' She asked, worried as to what her father was going to say.

'I do not want my barely of age daughter being interested in male suitors, but at the same time….'

'Why do you both assume it to be a man?' She dismissed, but the thought of her actions not fifteen minutes before, as she was pinned to the wall of a forge by a lithe, yet strong and handsome blacksmith was to the fore of her mind.

'Just make sure you do not have some man think he can further himself through you.' Odin warned.

'Really? Only one of the past ten women to attempt to get to Thor was not in it for political advancement and I did not hear you warn him in such a manner.'

'Thor is a man.' Odin stated factually.

'What in the Norns does that mean?' Sigyn was highly insulted by his comment.

'You are more at risk of a bad partner than your brother, I know what men can be like, and I do not want my only daughter stuck wed to a man that hurts her.' Sigyn was startled by that, watching as Odin went off again.

'He is not the most hands-on father, but your father does care about you.' Frigga insisted.

'He would be far more hands-on if I had a pair of testicles though, same as my dear brother.'

'Odin is from a generation where men do not interact with their daughters too much, he just does not know how to.'

'And he thinks he will get better by ignoring me for weeks on end?' Sigyn shook her head.

'Is that why you do what you do, to have him have to spend time with you simply because he is scolding you?' Sigyn did not respond to her mother. 'Darling, acting up is not going to bring you closer together.'

'I need to say goodbye to Thor, I got him something so I want to see what he thinks.' Sigyn rushed off, not wanting to continue the conversation with her mother any longer for one, but also she could feel the blacksmith's essence begin to seep from her, and with her underwear torn to shreds and in the young blacksmith's pocket, she was all too aware of the sensation as the, colder than usual, release began to trickle down her thigh.

'That's nice.' Frigga gave a small smile assuming that Sigyn was lying, but not wanting to cause her daughter to be distant with her.

'Yes, I bet he won't even realise it was me that gave it.' She commented as she left, leading Frigga to realise her daughter had actually gotten something for her brother.

'Do you know who gave it to you?' Sigyn heard Fandral before she ever saw her brother or his band of merry fools.

'No idea, probably Lorelei, she would do something like this. It suits.' Thor commented.

'Could be your mother.' Sif suggested.

'No, she already gave me her father's cloak, it is magically protected after all.'

'Well whoever it was, they clearly have interest in you,' Volstagg added. 'Sif, you have competition.'

'Oh, shut it.' The warrior woman warned. 'Whoever had it made went to great effort, it cannot be some simple woman trying to win your favour.'

'Oh, Sif is getting jealous.' Fandral teased, from a safe distance. 'Honestly Sif, you women are so obvious sometimes, so easy to see through….AH!'

'Well, Sigyn more than others, what with her seidr.' Sif scoffed as she laughed at Fandral's expense, the warrior having been startled by Sigyn's sudden appearance in front of them.

'That was foolish of you Sigyn, we could have hurt you.' Thor chastised.

'Oh please, even without my seidr I would be at little risk, with it, I would be in none at all. So what has some woman done now to attempt to be the next one left disappointed by you in bed, honestly, I am sick of hearing about the lack of size you have in court, it turns me right off my meal.'

Thor's friends all laughed at the joke his sister made at his expense, though Thor did not see the funny side of it. 'Had you been born my brother…..'

'I would have Father reconsidering who would take his beloved throne, since then he would realise that of the two of us, I am clearly the better choice, but alas, I was born to be your sister.' Sigyn sighed.

'Leave us a moment.' Thor requested, the warriors doing as he wanted.

'So, I take it you like them?'

'Like what?' Thor asked curiously.

'The pauldrons and gauntlets, you are wearing them, so I assume you like them.' Sigyn indicated to the metal armour he was donning that she had made for him.

'You know who gave these to me?' Thor realised. 'Who was she?'

'Who….it was me, you witless oaf.' Sigyn was both startled and insulted by her brother's stupidity. 'I had them made for you.'

'You….you did this? Why?'

'Because I wanted to give you a gift for your leaving, I thought you would like them.'

'But you hate me.'

'I do not hate you Thor, you stupid fool. You are my brother, and as much as I want to turn you into a frog…..again, I do love you.'

Thor stood staring at her, processing her declaration. 'I….well, I did think it fun.'

'It was the best prank I ever pulled.'

'I never understood how you, a girl, would be so….'

'Ingenius?' Sigyn beamed proudly.

'Troublesome was the word I was looking for.' Thor growled. 'And stop making those comments in front of everyone.'

'I have to listen to the ladies of court as they discuss which one of them you did this time, trust me when I say, I don't want to know what you are doing in your spare time, thankfully I mute them before they get into specifics, but just to inform you, you are not leaving them with their world's rocked from what I do hear.'

'You would not understand.' Thor explained.

'Thor, this may shock you, but I am going to let you in on a not so little secret. Women like sex, when done right, we love it, probably more than you men do, and as such, I do actually understand the want of getting a good seeing to in bed, but seeing as you think I do not understand, it tells you my excursions are not being discussed in court, something you could take note of.'

Thor's mouth fell open at her comments. 'So you….you are not a….?'

'I am fairly sure I have not been one for longer than you haven't been, only I am discreet and careful, not like you.'

'I….I do not know what to do with this information.' Thor admitted.

'I can assure you, I couldn't care less what you do with it.' Sigyn looked at the design she had requested be put on it and smiled. 'He did a great job.'

'Where did you have this done?'

'The blacksmith we use here at the palace.'

'Tomás and his son, wait, what's his name, Liko? Limo, no, Loki, that's it, Loki. He is not as good a blacksmith as Tomás, he is better at designs though.' Thor stated, looking at the etched metal.

'Yes, well, I wouldn't know who they are, I had someone go order it for me, but they are talented.' She found it was difficult to act as though she was unaware of the man that, without contest was by far her most passionate of partners to date. She gave Thor her polite princess smile and bowed slightly as she turned to leave. 'Don't be too arrogant while you're gone and don't insult the Vanir royals again, I think Father had to promise them ore to stop them going to war with us after you insulted Princess Diane.'

I didn't mean to.'

'You likened her to a bulldog.'

'In manner, not in appearance.'

'Well, good, the poor bulldog at least has some semblance of cuteness to its appearance, but King Frederick was still not pleased.'

'I promise not to have them wage war on us, so long as you don't have court collapse with another one of your pranks.'

'It is not my fault that Lord Barwin is scared of cats, I mean, really, who would have thought a fully grown man would shriek like a little child over cats?'

'That as an odd one, I must admit.' Thor acknowledged. 'Just….don't go too far when I am gone.'

'I promise to not spend all my time pranking without you here since we both know when it does not include you, you actually like my pranks.'

Thor once again was forced to admit there was truth in her words. 'Just…' he looked at her and frowned. 'When did you start looking like this?'

'Like what?'

'So…..not a child?'

'Thor, I am nearly nine hundred, I have not been a child for a very long time. You are a hundred years older than me, hence this attempt to give us a break from you for a while. A thousand years is a long time to be dealing with you.' She joked.

Thor looked at her for a moment. 'Sig?' She looked at him, startled to hear the name he called her when they were children. 'Thank you.'

'Enjoy.' She smiled awkwardly. 'Just…..don't go expecting me to hug you, okay?'

'You weren't getting one.' Thor stated quickly.

'Good, so go on, shoo, I have plans that need your sorry ass out of here.'

'I'll miss you too, Baby Sister.'

'Call me that again and I will turn you into a bug.' She threatened.

'I love you too,' Thor chuckled before turning and making his way back to his friends.

Sigyn wanted nothing more than to turn him into some form of a barnyard beast, but as more of Loki's release left her body, she knew she needed to go back to her rooms and deal with it.