She and Loki stayed in that meadow for the rest of the day and, miraculously, Sigyn kept him talking about himself for quite a while. He was more informative than she'd thought that he would be, and occasionally he would rebuff topics she suggested. But Sigyn still felt satisfied that she'd gotten to know him a little better.

The rest of the time they were in the meadow, they'd spent in silence. But a comfortable silence. It was as if they did not feel the need to fill the silence. As if it was just as relaxing and they were just as at ease, when neither of them spoke. Sigyn found it odd later when she thought about it, but not in a bad way. It was nice, actually.

Loki returned her to her home, leaving her at the door to her house with a kiss on each cheek. Sigyn felt herself blushing again though she tried to stop it. Then he disappeared again, as he was so skilled at doing. Sigyn stared at the empty space he had so formerly occupied and cursed herself.

Why am I blushing? I never blush, she thought, irritated at herself. She knew that she had to calm her blush down before going inside; her sisters would have a field day if they saw her like that. So Sigyn sat down on a stone wall outside her house, watching the sun as it started to go down. She had to think. That will calm me down, she thought, or rather, hoped.

The day had been extremely informative as well as pleasant, she thought. She'd discovered that Loki seemed to have some issues though; not ones that threatened to scare her away from him. Just issues, though. What Loki had said about his brother was strange... Was he worried that I wanted Thor and not him? Sigyn wondered.

Thinking about it more carefully, she realised that at the wedding she'd seen many women and girls fawning over Thor. And not just then; people just seemed to adore him. Take her sisters, for example; they'd been so excited when they thought Thor could be courting one of them, and then their faces had fallen when their father revealed it was Loki instead.

Sigyn frowned. Thor had seemed nice enough when she'd met him. But too loud. And too... playful in a boisterous kind of way that just did nothing to impress her. But there was something about Loki, even if he annoyed her- even if her frustrated her- there was something about him that endeared him to her.

Sigyn realised that she was actually starting to enjoy Loki's company, much more than she had thought she would at first. The God of Mischief and Lies was growing on her now that she was starting to see him as a person. Admittedly, a person that liked to play tricks on her occasionally, but a person all the same. And a person that was worming his way into her life.

Spending the day with him, just the two of them, had been nice. There had been nothing else to interrupt them- no other factors to distract or worry her. It really was nice. And... Loki was nice- Well, not necessarily nice; but he was friendly and polite and respectful. And the way he looked at her made her feel nervous and sort of... special at the same time.

She thought it odd. Sigyn had never felt anything like this before, and she never thought she would. She was so... different that she didn't think anyone would accept her the way that Loki was doing. But he was. And he was accepting her for her. He didn't mind that she read or got angry- in fact, he seemed to like both of those things.

This courting was actually leading somewhere; and Sigyn was starting to think that she almost wouldn't mind if she ended up marrying him. That was just a thought though... A future that might never come to pass. But a possibility all the same. Hm... she thought.

But she shook her head, at the same time shaking herself out of her thoughts. They weren't things that she needed to dwell on right now. Sigyn got up from her seat on the wall and entered her house. Catching sight of her sisters as soon as she walked in, she found herself glad that she had taken the time to calm her blush down before coming in.

"So how was your outing with Prince Lying?"

"You were out an awfully long time."

"Don't call him that," Sigyn replied with a frown.

"Why not?" Dagný asked innocently.

"Because he's more than just the God of Lies."

"Oh yes, he's also the trickster," Lifa chipped in. "Is he still scaring you for fun, sister?"

Sigyn's frown became a scowl, but she reasoned that she might as well set that straight.

"When I spoke to Thor at the celebration after the wedding, he basically said that that's the way Loki likes to flirt, I guess. By untraditional means."

Dagný giggled, "It's like a school romance! The boys are mean to girls when the like them."

Lifa grinned at her twin sister and added, "Or maybe he's just an ars-"

"Lifa, don't you dare finish that sentence; I do not want to hear a word like that coming out of your mouth and neither does anyone else. Besides, he is not one of those."

"Touchy."

"He just has an odd sense of humour," Sigyn tried to explain.

"Well you wouldn't see me sticking around through that."

"Me either. Who needs craziness like that?" Dagný said.

Her sisters chose then to leave her alone, departing the room giggling at something they'd clearly found amusing from their conversation. Sigyn realised then that Loki was right. Why is it that I can deal with his amusements when others would not? she wondered. Maybe it's because we are so similar. Or maybe it's because he can deal with my faults, so I can deal with his...

Maybe we are perfect for each other...

Author's Note: I know, short chapter; but I'm going to post another one later today. :) Hope you guys like it and will let me know what you think! :D Also, it's my brother's 8th birthday today and he made me get up before 7am. In my mind there is only one 6 o'clock and it comes with 'pm' attached to it.

Kit xx