Author's Note: Ta-da, another chapter! I own nothing etc. etc. etc. Reteka Hyuuga… perhaps Sigyn's revenge is not going to be funny at all… I suppose you will just have to read and find out :) A Nice Person you and your reviews are cherished :) Oh and never fear, I never plan on letting months pass before I update (that is far too cruel)! There may be a week or two here or there that I don't update, but that is usually only going to be when my family is in town or because of large holidays… which normally those things go hand in hand. Anyway I hope I can continue to live up to your expectations, it certainly puts the pressure on o.O (Good pressure though, good pressure! It means I continually have to strive to do better and never slack off!)


Loki moaned slightly as Amora tangled her fingers into his hair. The slight tugging sensation felt divine and caused Loki's blood to race faster. He let one hand massage the goddess' waist as his other hand slid down to her upper thigh. He was dying to breathe, but his lips had become too greedy and refused to leave Amora's. She wasn't the brightest, but she certainly knew how to kiss. A burning sensation began to manifest itself in Loki's abdomen, and he knew that this time he would take things all the way. He was about to undo the laces of Amora's dress when a familiar voice interrupted.

"Loki?!"

Amora jerked back at the sudden intrusion and Loki let a few choice words run through his mind. He turned his head to look at Sigyn without releasing Amora from his grasp. Sigyn had simply used his name without any title, which could only mean one thing: this was an act. She had finally come for her revenge.

"Lady Sigyn? What an unexpected surprise…"

Sigyn folded her arms. "What a redundant expression. Surprises are supposed to be unexpected…"

"Yes, a wonderful point… now is there something you need because if not I would like to point out that we are in the middle of something." He interjected impatiently.

"Yes, there is something I need, I need to know why you are here with her. I could hardly believe it when Frida told me… in fact I didn't believe it when Frida told me! How could you, after all the excitement and fun we've had, just toss me aside the second my back is turned?"

Amora began to fidget awkwardly and Loki turned his head to face her again.

"She is lying Amora, I have never been with her."

"Ha! Really? If you want to lie about it then next time you shouldn't leave things behind once we finish…" Sigyn seethed before pulling an object out from the folds of her dress and tossing it to him.

Loki turned and caught the object, groaning inwardly when he recognized it.

"Well this is certainly damning…" He thought to himself.

"Where are your lies now My Prince?" Sigyn challenged.

Loki wasn't sure what to say next. He could tell the truth, but it was almost more embarrassing than Sigyn's lie in a way. What girl wants to be told that a teenage boy enjoys spending time in the company of his mother and another girl? He could tell a lie as to how Sigyn came across the belt, but there really was no believable explanation that didn't involve Loki and Sigyn being alone together. His only other option was to go along with Sigyn's lie. He let go of Amora and took a step towards Sigyn.

"You best go." He commented over his shoulder to Amora.

She nodded her head in agreement and left as quickly as she could to go spread the news.

Loki stood silently staring Sigyn down. He couldn't deny the brilliance of her plan, or the fact that he had unknowingly been setting himself up for it. If he hadn't led Thor to believe that he had slept with Sigyn, then no one else would think he had either. The combination of Loki's reputation as the 'god of lies' and Sigyn's physical "proof" would be more than enough to convince everyone that Loki had been with her and then got caught cheating on her. What made matters worse was Sigyn's reaction to Thor's advances. Now everyone would simply assume that she had shunned them because she was with him. Sigyn was going to come out looking like the 'goddess of fidelity,' while he would simply be living up to his reputation as the 'god of lies and deceit.'

"I believe we are even now." Sigyn mused once she was sure Amora was long gone.

"It would seem so." Loki replied.

"So are you angry or impressed with my little performance?" She asked.

Loki smirked. "A little of both."

"If you are worried about your reputation, I am sure Amora's story will only circulate a short time before something even more shocking happens." Sigyn comforted.

"I hardly think my reputation could get any worse." Loki admitted aloud.

"I don't think your reputation is all that bad." Sigyn noted.

"Then you are the only one who thinks so."

"Why must you always insist that others do not like you?" Sigyn queried.

"I don't ever recall insisting anything of the sort to you." Loki noted.

"You didn't have to. I am pretty observant, and I can see it in your eyes. You feel inferior to those around you for some reason, and I don't understand it."

Loki could see the honesty on Sigyn's face, but didn't feel like confronting her observation.

"I insist that others don't like me because they don't, not really. They merely tolerate me because I am a Prince, and because Thor likes me."

"Aren't you a bit young to be taking on the 'everyone is against me' mentality?" Sigyn pointed out.

"On the contrary, I thought this was the phase of life when we were supposed to take on that mentality."

Sigyn smiled. "Well I must have skipped that phase of growing up, and you are wrong. Not everyone merely tolerates you. I happen to like you." She stated before turning to leave.

Loki watched as she began to make her way back to the bonfire, and he decided to stop her.

"Lady Sigyn…"

"Yes, Prince Loki?"

"Since you have officially ruined my plans for the evening a second time, would you care to stay a while and look at the stars with me?"

Sigyn quirked an eyebrow.

"Will this be another attempt to woo me, My Prince?"

Loki raised his right hand as if taking an oath.

"I swear on my honor I shall not try to kiss you this time."

"Kissing and wooing are not the same thing." Sigyn pointed out.

"I can promise not to kiss you, but with my unlimited supply of charm I can't promise that I won't woo you."

Sigyn rolled her eyes in a playful manner.

"Well try to moderate your charm m'Lord, I don't think I could survive having you sweep me off my feet." She retorted.

Loki smirked. "Really?"

Sigyn must have caught the mischievous look in his eyes because she held up a finger to scold him.

"Don't you dare…" she began, but it was too late.

Loki had already strided up to her and tossed her unceremoniously across his shoulder.

"How dare you!? Put me down!" She protested while squirming to get away.

Loki merely chuckled at her struggles as he descended the slight incline to get closer to the spring. His chuckling stopped however, when a good wiggle from Sigyn threw him off-balance taking them both to the ground. Sigyn giggled away as she lay sprawled out over him, but Loki's gaze was so riveted on her that all he could manage was a smile. The scent of the flowers in her crown mixed with her perfume was intoxicating, and her body so wantonly close to his tempted him to wrap his arms around her smaller frame. He resisted the urge however, and helped her get off of him once she had regained control of her laughter. The two of them lay side by side in the grass to look at the stars the most comfortably. Sigyn's long hair sprawled carefree around her and she folded her hands over her stomach. Loki rested his hands behind his head and sighed contentedly.

"Do you think we will see any shooting stars?" She whispered.

"Possibly." He replied in the same hushed tone.

"So is green your favorite color?" She asked randomly after a slight pause.

Loki smiled. "I suppose, why?"

"Just curious, you just always seem to be wearing it."

"You have my mother to thank for that. Apparently it brings out my eyes." Loki replied playfully.

Sigyn smiled, but continued to watch the sky intently. Loki returned his gaze there as well, and for a time there was little noise save that of the summer bugs and the faint sound of celebration music. The festival wouldn't officially end till sunrise so Sigyn and Loki had plenty of time to sit and watch the stars. Sometimes Loki would point out constellations to her, and other times she would direct his attention to shooting stars. As the sun began to rise Loki helped Sigyn to stand, and he led her up the path back to the bonfire. As they came up to a large area of flowers Loki stopped to retrieve a very specific bloom. Sigyn eyed him curiously as he hid the flower behind his back and stood in front of her.

"Shall we call a truce to our little grudge match?" He inquired.

"Were you not enjoying it?" She asked teasingly.

"I was, but I feel that our talents would be better served in a combined effort." He reasoned.

"And do you have some scheme in mind, My Prince?"

"Perhaps…"

"And are you not going to tell me what it is?"

"I will, but you have yet to accept my truce."

Sigyn pretended to exaggeratedly contemplate the offer for a few moments before relenting.

"Truce." She stated while holding her hand out for him to shake.

Loki took her hand and turned her palm down before bringing her knuckles up to his lips. He could detect a slight shudder course through Sigyn's body, but her face hid any of the emotions her body betrayed.

"I see the Queen did work with you on that." She jested.

Loki didn't respond. Instead, he brought the flower from behind his back for her to see.

"An Iris…" he began.

"for friendship." She finished.

"I suppose I should have known you knew your flowers." He stated while tucking the flower into her somewhat battered crown.

"Thank you Loki."

Loki extended his arm out to Sigyn, and she took it gently. The two walked the rest of the way in silence, but Loki spoke up before releasing her to go to her family.

"May I assume that you will be seeing my mother again today?"

Sigyn nodded.

"Then I shall see you later."

Sigyn gave a small curtsy before going to join her parents and sister. Once she was gone, Loki began to make his way back inside the palace. A friend… he had a friend. Not one of Thor's friends that suffered his presence for Thor's sake, but a friend of his own.