Loki laid his hand upon their fathers, looking to his sister he merely nodded, making her body relax some, before he called out.
"Guards! Guards, please, help!" Almost instantly the doors opened, Sigyn watching as all anger seemed to flood from her brother as he rose, stepping back as the two men approached, lifting the elder up and carrying him away. She tugged at his hand, leading him on after them. soon he followed, matching her pace as their fathere was placed in his bed, the door swinging open as their mother came into the room, her face dropping as she rushed to her husbands bedside, kneeling.
"What happened..." She asked, taking hold of his hand, the two royal children stayed silent, their heads bowed. Frigga looked over at them, rising to her feet, furry filling her face as she once again, demanding of the two. "What happened!" Sigyn looked to Loki who remained still and silent, swallowing hard before she began to speak.
"It was an accident, mother, we didn't mean for this to happen... We were in the weapons chamber, near the... The Casket and we touched it and..." She looked up at her with large lost eyes, which began to fill with tears, as realisation entred the woman who imediatly took hold of her only daughter, stroking her hair as she cuddled her close.
"There, there, my dear, it is alright. Everything shall be alright... Loki," she said, the young man lifting his head till their eyes met, "I will need you to take your fathers place, for now, upon the throne, seeing to the requirements of our people." He looked at her slightly surprised before bowing his head.
"Yes mother..." He looked to his sister before turning and leaving the room, Sigyn felt their mother sigh and her grip loosen.
"Go on, go change before you join him."
"Mother?" She asked, her brow furrowing slightly as she raised an eyebrow at her.
"You need each other right now, so go, advise him as you were meant to." She stepped back, bowing her head before turning and leaving the room.
She quickly readied herself, rushing to the throne room she passed Loki's, glancing in she spotted him, standing stock still in his finest robes and attire, looking at himself in the mirror, mostly at his hands reflection. She tried to tip toe but the heels of her shoes clicked loudly upon the floor as she did, making her brother look up at her through the mirror. She curtsied, bowing her head.
"Your throne awaits, my Lord." She said, quickly looking up to see his reaction, a smirk on her lips. He chuckled, walking over to her, wrapping his arm around her waist he led her out of the room, along the corridor to the throne room, he stood a moment before the grand seat. "I will say, I always thought that it would suit you more than it would Thor... Mostly because he would no doubt end up breaking it at some point in his reign but..." She was stopped as two of his fingers were placed upon her lips.
"Hush now, dearest Sigyn," he said softly, leaning forwards he kissed along her jaw lightly, making her eyes close as pleasure ran through her as she leaned towards him, only to near fall on her face as he took his place upon the throne. She sighed, opening her eyes as she took her place at his feet, one hand upon her lap as she sat side saddle the other upon his, his other hand holding the staff, looking out as two guards took their places beside the two. They sat as that till the doors to the throne room seemed to near burst open as the warriors three and Sif marched in, across the hall towards them, their arms crossed to their hearts, head already bowed.
"Allfather, we must speak with you urgetnly," Sif said, leading them, though they froze when they saw that Loki was in place of Odin. Sigyn could not help but allow a slightly smug smile to cover her face as she looked up at him before looking to the four, her expression of regale attention. Their arms slowly went to their sides, each sharing a look of confusion as Loki addressed them.
"My friends."
"Where's Odin?" Fandral asked, as they approached the two.
"Father has fallen into the Odinsleep," his eyes met his sisters, searching her face, "mother fears he may never awaken again." He looked to them once again.
"We would speak with her." Sif said, making Sigyn's body tensen as she went to stand, the light sudden caress upon her hand from Loki making her remain in her place.
"She has refused to leave our father's bedside," he moved his hand from hers to his chest, "you can bring your urgent matter to me," he said as he rose to his feet, Sigyn pulling herself back and out of the way as he lay the staff upon the ground. "Your King." To this the four shared another look before, one by one, placing their right hand, clenched as a fist over their heart as they knelt, the men bowing their heads as Sif spoke.
"My King, we would ask that you end Thor's banishment," Loki snuffed slightly as he walked down to them.
"My first command cannot be to undo the Allfather's last," he lowered his staff, "we're on the brink of war with Jotunheim, out people need a sense of continuity in order to feel safe in these difficult times," he turned his head, looking to his still sitting sister who imediatly stood and went to his side as he looked back to the four. "All of us must stand together for the good of Asgard." At this Sif stood swiftly but Fandral held her back, saying softly.
"Yes, of course."
"Good, then you will wait for my word," Loki said.
"If I may," Volstagg started, earning the royal twos attention, "beg the indulgence or Your Magesty to prehaps reconsider..."
"We're done!" Loki said with a firm strong voice, as the four rose to their feet, turning to leave, Siff following the three men last. Once alone Sigyn sighed heavily, snarling slightly.
"The nerve of her, honestly I have never known what Thor sees in her... Other than the obvious." She said, shrugging before she was pulled close into a deep kiss, his tongue brushing agaisnt her lips, requesting entry for a moment before bursting in, as his danced with hers as her body went slightly limp in his arms, her hands slowly making their way to behind his neck, supporting herself just enough. When they finally parted she smirked up at him, licking her lips as he wrapped his arm around her waist once more, half leading half dragging her out and straight to her chambers once again.