Sigyn held her hands together tight. She couldn't believe it, she just spoke to Loki, the traitor prince as people liked to call him, condemned to spend the rest of his life in the dungeon for his attempts to take the Asgardian throne, as well as his attempts to enslave the human race. Running her hand through her hair, she wondered what she was thinking, approaching him like that. She wasn't lying, the Tales of Joran was one of her favorite stories. She was always a passionate reader, and when she saw that he was reading it, she couldn't help but say something.
"Lady Sigyn?" Her maid servant's voice managed to break her from her thoughts.
"Hm?" She looked down at her lap, seeing the tray of food brought in front in front of her.
A meal of chicken, bread, and a cup of flower nectar tea to soothe her before bed, "Oh yes, thank you." She smiled. The servant bowed, before leaving her room to allow her to eat in peace. She brought the tea to her lips, feeling the heat of it warming her face. She looked to her bedside, cluttered with books, wondering if she still had her copy. She stood, walking or and shuffling through the pile, coming across a particular book, identical to the one that sparked their conversation today. She sat on her bed, looking it over. She never had had a chance to finish his tale to Loki...
Sigyn shook her head, scolding herself. 'Do not, Sigyn. Do not get involved with him. You spoke to him because of the book. He will take advantage of you, manipulate you. He has that reputation.' She laid down and set the book down beside he her. Her attempts at sleep failed her, even after finishing her meal and her warm tea would not help. Her thoughts drifted back to the green eyed, handsome imprisoned prince. 'Perhaps he isn't completely bad...' She thought, eyeing the gold lacework on her bed canopy above her, 'He was kind enough to me when we spoke.' She shook her head, rolling to her side as she closed her eyes. "An instance of kindness does not a good person make." Sigyn spoke aloud in an attempt to convince herself. She allowed herself to sink back into a deep, well deserved night of rest.

The next day, she visited the prison again. Several prisoners jeered at the beautiful noblewoman as she passed by, only to be ignored. She continued the path to her brother's cell, her mind wandering back to Loki. She knew his cell was coming up, and she could feel her heart beat quickening. Holding her head up high, she held her breath, resolving not to look over as she drew closer. She continued by, and though she had not looked over once, she could feel his eyes on her. Those piercing emerald eyes were almost willing her to look at him, but she did not, she will not. Once she was sure she was out of his view, she exhaled. Looking back, of course, she was proud of herself… But what surprised her was her feeling of regret... A part of her wanted to go back smiling, retelling the tales of her favorite book, watching his icy expression melt away the more she spoke like the day before.

Sigyn finally came to her brother's cell. Unlike Loki's, he had no furnishing in his. She made a mental note to see if she can convince the guards to allow her to bring some things for him.
"Percy." She said, not hiding the anger in her voice as she crossed her arms.
Percy, who was laying down on the ground, sat up immediately. The man, not much younger than her, smiled. His black hair was messy, a mop of dark ringlets framing his face. He had the same tan complexion as her, but his eyes were a deep hazel, like their mother's. She always told him that he would be quite handsome if he cleaned up a bit.
"Sigyn, you look pretty today." He smiled, throwing up and catching prison cup, his only entertainment.
"I'm surprised you allowed me to see you today." She said, not hiding her anger about yesterday's denial.
Percy looked at his sister, his smile widening, his hazel eyes twinkling. "Oh Siggy, do not frown so much, you''ll get wrinkles."
The look she shot him made him sit up more. With a sigh, he looked away, "I apologize, does that please you? I was not feeling well yesterday, I didn't wish for you to see me in such a state." He rolled the cup down the cell, refusing to look at her. With a flick of his wrist, he brought it back to his hands using his spells.
Sigyn frowned, walking closer, wanting her brother to look up at her, "Keeping me from seeing you just worries me even more... You know how my mind wanders." She said.
Percy smiled again, "I am aware. Little Siggy, with an ever wandering mind." He teased, moving close to the wall and throwing the cup up. "Where is her mind now? On princes and dresses? Or more likely, goblins and demons and frightening things." He smiled, "you are sweet, dear sister, but you always had a bit of an attraction to trouble and dark things."

Sigyn blushed slightly, looking away. He had no idea how right he was, "I could do with less of your teasing."
"Well, that's going to be a problem. As you well know, most of what I say consist of 50% teasing, and 50% jokes." This made Sigyn laugh.
They spoke for an hour or so, she expressed that there was not much to tell about her day, she spoke about how she mostly read. He continued to tease her, not sharing her enthusiasm for the written word. She made a promise to try to get him some furnishings, though it could take some time and money, she wanted him to be comfortable. "I'll come visit again tomorrow." She assured him.
Percy smiled and leaned back, playing with the cup in his hands, "Please do. I find that your company is the only thing keeping me sane. Even just knowing my dear sister will come visit brings joy to my weary heart." He looked at the other prisoners, some pacing in his their cell, and some just slumped against the wall, as if the life has been sucked out of them, "It isn't the lack of freedom that eats away at you, it's the lack of interaction… To be alone with your own thoughts." He said, almost lost in his thoughts.
Sigyn nodded, looking down. She couldn't help it, but her mind wandered back to Loki. Does he have people that come and visit him? Perhaps his mother, but not on a daily basis. She looked back up at her brother, smiling. "I promise, I'll come back for you. Every day I'll see you, if you'll have me." With a smile, she placed her hand on the enchanted wall that separated them. It hummed, the area around her hand glowing gold, keeping her from going further.
Percy smiled, touching his hand against the wall as well, "Goodbye Sig."

Her steps were slow and weighted. She felt the heaviness of her heart, the lonely trek back to her solitary life. How she longed to have her brother with her when she came home. It felt so empty without him. As her mind wandered, she did not realize that she had come up to Loki's cell. His deep, velvet voice brought her back to reality.
"Am I correct in assuming that you are avoiding me?..." He asked in a lighthearted tone.
Sigyn turned to look at him. His green eyes looked right into hers, now fully standing. She never realized how tall he was, when they spoke he was always sitting. He towered over her, granted, his cell was slightly elevated. But even then, were he to be on equal ground with her, she was sure he would be a foot above her. Her immediate instinct was to look down, avoid his gaze and hide in her timidity. She always retreated this way, especially when she was a child, even through adolescence. And though his tone wasn't indicative of it, his gaze was intense, searching for the reason for why she was evading him. But she was a woman now, and there was a fire inside her that did not want him to see her cower. She approached him, her head held high, "Trying, but obviously failing." she said in an indifferent tone.
This made Loki smile, leaning up against the frame of the cell. "Well, might I ask, why you're trying so hard to evade me?... I quite enjoyed your story yesterday." He looked down at her, crossing his arms. He found her quite fascinating, most people would have broken eye contact by now, looking away under his intense stare. But she did not. "Are you afraid of me? I see you're trying quite hard to seem brave." He was very perceptive though, she was compensating for something.
Sigyn shook her head, "I'm not scared of you, just wary."
"Are they not the same thing?"
"Fearing you entails that you pose any sort of threat to me." She said, the remark causing Loki's smile to grow.
"You don't find me threatening?" He asked, purposefully dipping his voice to sound slightly more intimidating.
"As much as I would with a lion behind its cage." Sigyn smirked, "When you lower your voice like that, it reminds me of the rumble in a lion's throat when he wished to scare its prey."
Loki laughed at this. "I see, is it working then, my little prey?"
"Not quite, perhaps you should growl louder."
Upon hearing these words, Loki's smile darkened, staring into her eyes as he deepened his voice again. "Or perhaps, I shall break out of my cage..." He said threateningly, "Maybe then I'll relish in the delicious fear in your eyes, just before I take you..."
Sigyn's eyes widened slightly at this, but she calmed when Loki simply laughed, looking away "Come now, don't be frightened so easily. What of your speech to the guard the yesterday? I cannot harm you, these heavily enchanted walls protect you. And I cannot manipulate you, as I speak to you now I can see that you are intelligent, making you nearly impossible to trick." He held his arms out slightly, as if showing he is unarmed. "So I ask you, what is the harm of speaking to me? You spoke so freely yesterday, and I enjoyed it, as I enjoy speaking to you now."
Sigyn considered this, looking to the side. "I'm not sure." She said.
Loki smiled, knowing he's got her now. He went down to a sitting position, the same position he saw yesterday to listen to her. "I realize that you did not formally introduce yourself. You knew of me, but I know nothing of you." He said.
Sigyn looked around, before looking back at him, "My name is Sigyn."
"Sigyn…" He said, only pretending to commit it to memory. "Come then, Lady Sigyn, I find your company relaxing. Where did we leave off yesterday? Joran was captured by harpies, correct?" He asked.
Sigyn nodded, smiling. "Have you read ahead like I encouraged?"
"I will not lie my lady, I did not."
She pouted, "Why do you force this story if you've already made your mind not to like it?" She asked.
Loki smiled, pulling to book from his table onto his lap, looking down at its leather bound cover. "It's not that I don't enjoy reading, I just enjoy listening to you more." He said, looking back up at her. "The way you speak, the passion behind your words, your description… It's better than any narrative in the book."
Sigyn raised an eyebrow, "I feel as though you're flattery is a way for you to keep me from leaving."
Loki smirked, feigning a look of worry, "So I ask you this again; is it working?"
Sigyn smiled, nodding to the guard posted by his cell. He brought over a chair, allowing Sigyn to sit down as she did yesterday. "Now, this is where Joran's adventures seem to take a turn for the worst…"

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AN:
Will Sigyn continue to visit Loki? Will we ever find out what crime Percy was imprisoned for? And most importantly, will Percy FINALLY get furniture in his cell? Tune in for the next chapter to find out!

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