"Sigyn, pack your things." Said Nanna, Sigyn's elder sister.

"Why? Where are we going?" Sigyn asked.

"Go to Mother, she will explain. I will pack your things while she does so." Nanna smiled as she quickly hugged Sigyn and hurried off to Sigyn's room. Sigyn walked down the hallway and down the stairs until she reached the kitchen, Freya sat at the kitchen table with bags surrounding her. Freya seemed impatient, and when she lay her eyes on her daughter, that impatience grew.

"Sigyn? Why in Valhalla are you not packing?" she snapped.

"Nanna is doing it for me, she told me to ask you what was happening." Sigyn answered calmly.

"Sit then, Sigyn." Sigyn took a seat and her mother took her hands. "Wipe that look off of your face, this is good news!" Sigyn nodded at her mother and stared at her blankly, waiting. Freya sighed. "Yesterday when I was with Queen Frigga she suggested that we move into the palace. She would like us to adjust to our new home."

"Mother, why are we moving there?" Sigyn asked.

Freya smiled. "When a Prince or Princess marries, or if a King or Queen remarries after one's death, the family of the person that the royal member is marrying must move into the palace. It is customary and symbolic of the two families coming together." She explained patiently. "Because of your betrothal to Prince Loki, you and the rest of us get to live there. Lovely news, is it not, Sigyn?"

"Yes, Mother." Sigyn nodded.

"Now go off to your room and pack your things, Nanna will not do everything for you." Freya ordered her daughter. Sigyn nodded obediently, kissed her mother's cheek and ran upstairs to her room. Nanna greeted her as she folded Sigyn's clothes and gently placed them into a bag. She had already completed most of what had to be done, Sigyn thanked her elder sister for doing so.

"Please, I will do the rest." She said.

"Nonsense, I have finished packing my things anyway. Syn and Sjofn are helping each other so I will have nothing else to do." Nanna said as she continued folding Sigyn's clothes and packing them. Sigyn nodded as she made her way to the book case in her room. She took her books and carried them load by load to another bag. She then retrieved some personal items from the bathroom and from under her bed.

"Are those all the things you require?" Nanna asked as Sigyn placed the retrieved items into the bag. Sigyn nodded. She and Nanna lifted the bags and carried them outside to the carriages awaiting them. Nanna made her way back into their home to collect her own bags. Freya had made it clear that because of the amount of luggage that would be taken, multiple carriages would be needed.

Sigyn threw her bags into her and Nanna's carriage and climbed in. A few minutes passed and Nanna was back. She threw her luggage next to Sigyn's and sat next to her. Outside, Sigyn could hear her mother scolding her younger sisters for taking so long. She heard her sisters climb into the carriage in front of hers with their mother. Sigyn sighed in relief. She honestly did not want to have to sit though a carriage ride all the way to the palace with her mother. Since the betrothal between Sigyn and Loki had been announced, all Freya would talk about was the wedding and plans and anything else involving that matter. Unless she was drunk of course, that's when she was very interesting. Either way, it was clear that Freya had not had a drop of wine today, so Sigyn was pleased to be away from her.

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Weeks flew by and Sigyn was still finding herself lost in the palace halls. She would roam around for hours until she found her destination. She had found herself asking the guards which way to go multiple times. Everywhere she wished to go involved her having to walk past the small supply room, filled with cleaning supplies that the servants and handmaidens used. Sigyn found it strange that she had not once seen a single handmaiden entering or leaving that room, it was even stranger that the room was always stocked full of supplies. Every time she passed it, it was always the same. No handmaidens, full of supplies and her mind would always drift to Loki, bound to that boulder. She wondered if she would be able to pinch some supplies and help him. To go and wash him and catch the venom in the bucket again, even if she couldn't do that, perhaps she could tidy his living quarters. Surely his chambers would be collecting dust by now.

Time seemed to fly by when Sigyn was lost in her thoughts, because Sigyn found herself surrounded by people who were headed to the dining hall for supper. She felt her stomach rumble, and decided that she would not skip this meal like she had been the past few weeks. She would hide elsewhere until supper was over and everybody left. That was when she would sneak in and steal leftover food. It was a known fact that Loki was greatly disliked at this time, Sigyn wasn't sure if the people of the palace would be too happy about dining with his wife-to-be.

Sigyn made her way through the giant doors and hurried over to the table, avoiding eye-contact. A male voice was heard, a voice that knew her name and was welcoming her to supper. Three male voices. She looked up, to see who they were. Three very familiar faces of old friends. She hadn't seen The Warriors Three in many centuries and it was lovely to converse with them again. Aside from their appearances, they had not changed much. Hogun was still grim and quiet, Volstagg still had his everlasting appetite. If anything, the only warrior who had changed was Fandral. He'd changed from a cocky little boy to a dashing young man. Sigyn also had to admit that he was quite the flirt. The fact that Sigyn was engaged to the god of mischief, lies and probably now chaos, didn't stop Fandral from seating her, flattering her and amusing her.

Sigyn looked at all of the food before her, there were countless fruits, cheeses, wild boars and pigs, mead, wine and salads. Sigyn slowly began to put food on her plate, she watched Volstagg tear the meat from his boar leg and grin at her. She held back a laugh. She began to pick at her food, before she was so hungry and now she couldn't even bother to eat. The Warriors Three talked amongst themselves as other people began to sit at the giant table. Fandral addressed Sigyn multiple times during the meal, but she did not reply. She didn't even hear him. Her mind was elsewhere, dwelling on Theoric.

AlternativeParadise: Thank you, that means a lot! It was quite difficult for me to come up with a title that matches the story. I can't tell you how many times I've seen titles that have nothing to do with the story itself on this website, so thank you for saying that! Yes, i will be trying to keep a slow pace with forming Sigyn and Loki's relationship. I don't want to be that person who posts one chapter with them just as friends and then posting the next chapter with them falling in love out of the blue. I have to make it like a proper story, where things need to come together properly. If you think this is faithful, just wait! Thank you for the review! :)