A/N: Time frame wise, this is set 8 years after Burning Curve, for reference. :)

So updates might be a little slow as I deal with some big personal stuff. If you're interested you can read about it at my Tumblr. megaranoelle . tumblr . com

I don't own The Avengers, Loki, Iron Man, or anything of the like. Just the thoughts inside my head. And taking some personal freedoms with mythology and lore.

Tony had his knees pressed against Melisande's hips holding her in place, one barrette in his mouth, another in his hand attempting to keep her tiara attached to her head. She wiggled around a little and Tony took the second barrette and clipped the other side of the tiara to her head. "If I have to wear one, you have to keep yours on." Tony hadn't been too impressed when he was told that there would be several functions that they would have to show up too because of the engagement.

There had been the official public announcement the day after they got there with a following public feast that turned into an all night party, one where Tony was allowed to drink, (after he put Melisande to sleep of course), but still had to keep his gold circlet on. Sometimes being King Consort was a pain, but it the circlet he wore didn't make him any more noticeable than being one of the few Midgardians in the room.

Three days later there were at the dinner for those to be considered of high import in Jotunheim, and others dignitaries from the other realms, so he wouldn't stand out as much as the past couple of days. Loki had to be the one to make the official announcement, but it was clear that everyone was happy for their Princess, paying no attention to the fact that Dani was a nymph. Tony didn't like politics on earth, he'd admit that he didn't pay attention to those on Jotunheim. As long as they weren't trying to kill him, he was fine.

"Alright, munchkin," Tony said, making sure her little tiara was stable, still wiggling between his knees. "Who do you want to go too?" He looked up and around the crowded room. It was made up mostly of the tall Jotuns, but he could see elves, other nymphs, and even some Asgardians, meandering through the room.

"Ummm," Melisande scrunched up her nose in thought then looked at Tony. "Em!"

"You want to be with Emma on her, third, special day?" The little girl nodded enthusiastically and Tony chuckled, picking her up. "Alright, let's try to find her." He put her on his shoulders and she cooed, being able to see more people, and being almost at face level with the Jotuns in the room. Tony was secretly happy that their youngest wasn't bothered in the least by some of the rough looks of the Jotun warriors. He had worried briefly that she might be scared, but she barely batted an eye at them other than to tell her family how tall they all were.

The two of them weaved through the room, sometimes drawing the gazes of others, commenting on how well-behaved the youngest of the King was in the large room, or pulling a wave from the little one.

"Em!" Melisande clapped her hands when they finally saw Emma, Dani standing by her, talking to two members of the Jotun council. "Hi," she said quietly when they walked over. The council members bowed politely at the waist to Tony and he nodded his head dramatically, tipping Melisande a little, making her giggle.

"Don't mind me, I'm just delivering a special package to the newly engaged couple." Tony smiled as Emma extended her arms to take her younger sister into her arms.

"It is happy occasion for the realm, as well as for your family," one the members said to Tony.

"We love seeing our little girl happy," Tony cooed, pinching Emma's cheeks a little, Danit trying to hide her laugh. "I'm sure we love seeing happy about as much as the Kingdom does."

"Things do run more smoothly when our monarchs are in good moods," the other member said, a smirk on her face.

"You all think your soooo funny," Emma rolled her eyes good naturedly.

Tony looked at the council, then back to his daughter, nodding with a straight face. "Yes, yes I believe we do." He chuckled and kissed cheek, kissed Dani's cheek, then blew a little raspberry on Melisande's cheek. "Be good, little bean, and maybe tonight Dad will read you two stories at bed time." Melisande put on a big grin and nodded her head. Tony smiled and excused himself from the small group, heading back for the table that he had been sitting at.

The past three days had exhausted him from meeting people, and he just wanted to sit back with a drink to sip on, waiting for an appropriate time to leave with Loki. He greeted others as he made his way through, never stopping too long to start a long conversation. Someone brushed past his arm, and as he turned to see who it was he felt his eyes flutter as a vision flashed through his mind. He saw the living room from the Malibu house, the lights out, two figures facing each other. He could tell that one of them was Loki, but he couldn't see the other man.

"-ny?" Tony blinked his eyes back open, being pulled back to the present, some hands holding onto his arms as his legs tried their best to bring hi to the ground. "Do I need to find Loki?" He was able to recognize the voice of Utgard-Loki and glanced up to see the Jotun holding onto him. Tony pulled his feet back under him, trying to catch his balance. "I don't think you'd like to be carried over to him."

"No, I don't need him," Tony said, finding his voice. "I just need to sit. It's just the past couple days catching up to me." He could see the doubt in the elder man's eyes, but was thankful that he didn't call him out on it at the moment. He helped Tony get his balance back and followed behind him back to the table.

Utgard-Loki joined Tony at the table and they sat in silence for a few moments, just watching the people in the room. "Normally, this wouldn't have the turn out it does," the Jotun said. "Before the reign of Laufey of course. Nymphs weren't generally acknowledged before on Jotunheim. Since your husband and daughter have taken over, Jotunheim has thrived. Every species on Jotunheim."

"They're certainly something special," Tony said, hands wrapped around his glass to cover up the shake. He hated visions, but this one bothered him and he wasn't sure why. "I couldn't be prouder of the family I was lucky enough to get." After a moment Utgard-Loki stood, heading back to the gathering. "So, give me about five minutes before you tell Loki?" The Jotun just smirked and headed off.

Tony was glad that he was given ten minutes before he saw Loki coming over to him. "I think perhaps we can go," he said, prompting Tony stand. "Melisande is with her siblings, and one of them will return her to her bed when she finally falls asleep." Loki offered his arm, watching Tony carefully.

"A very diplomatic excuse for wanting to keep an eye on me," Tony said as they headed back for their room. "It was just a small vision, nothing to worry about." Loki frowned at him a little. "I don't even know what it means yet, so I won't be acting on anything." Loki hummed in annoyance. "I promise this time I'll tell you before I do anything stupid, alright?"

"It had better be more than one minute before you act," Loki added and Tony just smiled a little. Loki let out a long sigh.