Frigga's POV
"You really love her don't you?" Frigga asked her son. They were sitting in the Library reading books in an amicable silence.
"Yes mother, with every fiber of my being" Loki answered.
"So what do plan on giving her when you see her again after all these years?"
Loki immediately sat up. "I did not think of that" he answered truthfully.
"I know, why you think I asked. Go get her something and please for Yggdrasil do not give her flowers. Get her something that would matter" Frigga said calmly.
Loki immediately jumped of the chair he was sitting on, his book forgotten and practically ran out of the Library. The moment Loki left Frigga sighed, Loki was still the same young boy in her eyes. Then her thoughts shifted to an entirely different matter. Did she make the right decision doing what she did? At least they agreed, but even then she hoped that her decision would not cause undue damage to the relationship between you and Loki.
Loki's POV
Loki looked proudly at his handiwork. At first he did not know what to give you but he thought of something that you would definitely cherish unless your choices, your likes and dislikes had changed drastically over the years.
His first gift to you was a quill made of a red feather with golden accents but when required, due to the enchantment he bound to it, by the help of a simple incantation it could be turned into a dagger. The dagger was not very long but was deadly enough for enough to at least defend themselves.
Loki's second gift to you was a pendant. It was made of gold and had an icicle shaped light sea green colored aquamarine. Loki had imbued this jewellery with magic so that should anyone attempt to harm you mentally or physically you would be able to know about it beforehand thus allowing you to take the proper measures to defend yourself. He knew you would like these gifts, so with a smile on his face he went on to packing his bag. Tomorrow he would be one step closer to you.
~Time skip to the next morning~
Loki stood in front of the palace gates with his bag, wearing his informal leather garb. Queen Arya and her company of elves were also there as elegant as ever. He remembered you once telling him how the elves are born with the gifts of magic and grace, gifts that wither away with time but never quite leave them. All of a sudden a clap on his back brought him back to reality.
"Already lost in thoughts of (Name), brother dear?" Thor asked in his booming voice.
"Could you be a bit louder Thor? I think the residents of Midgard have not heard you yet. But really though Loki be a bit careful otherwise these musings of your may end up with you falling of the bifrost" Sif joked.
"Oh would you two leave the poor man alone, after all he is only love struck" Fandral added. At this all three of them guffawed and Loki frowned. The elves paid no heed to their discussion. Soon Odin and Frigga also arrived and they lead the way to the bifrost, not because they did not know the way but because it would seem rude if they did not come to see them off.
At the bifrost Odin and Frigga said their goodbyes and stood aside as Heimdall opened the portal to Alagesia. When looked at his mother he saw a strange emotion in her eyes but before he could decipher what it was he felt the familiar pull of the bifrost taking him away.