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I also really love Heimdall's role, I had initially intended to use him to just introduce the story but I kind of want to include him more as a character.

And now on with the story. Loki could only watch as Sigyn managed to tear through his bonds as though they were paper. She had certainly kept that quiet.

Not that he had ever really asked about her magic, their schooling had been kept separate and while he and Thor has shared the same tutors, Sigyn's education had remained a mystery to him.

He had read that Vanir magic was built jointly on fertility and wisdom with its sorcerers often specialising in one or the other. Heimdall's powers for example fell firmly into the wisdom category while Frey and Freya the children of Njord practised the former.

He wasn't entirely sure which entailed breaking powerful enchantments, but Loki felt that perhaps he should have read more about Vanir magic instead of just skipping to the chapter on sex rituals.

Still she would be useful to get him out of this cursed place, and with a shiny new enchanted relic to steal, things were beginning to look up for him.

He would simply play his part, pretend to be cooperative like the lovesick fool he used to be then leave her high and dry at the first opportunity.

Then once he figured out how Fafnir's Treasure worked, well the possibilities were almost limitless. He felt a kind of rush as his magic returned to him.

He had sorely missed it; he did not do well in cages. But under the magic there was another feeling, something not quite right, as though his skin had grown too tight.

But perhaps he was only imagining things. In a flicker of light his rather itchy linen prison clothes were replaced with his most intimidating armour.

He had already been humiliated enough with her seeing him in such a sorry state, he needed to impress her. His next trick was to conjure one of his doubles in the same spot he had been sitting in when she had entered the cell.

Horned helmets are so Iron Age, don't you think? Back then he didn't care if he made her laugh or cry just as long as she looked at him.

I admit, I may have had too much wine tonight but I thought I'd give it a try, you know in case you liked it. It was an innocent gesture but Loki suddenly couldn't stop thinking about the Vanir spell book he kept hidden under his mattress.

The banquet was drawing to a close but a few guests still remained. His father had thrown the feast to celebrate Thor's first victory in battle.

Perhaps he was wrong. Perhaps he had misjudged the signals. Perhaps he could still hope? Cautiously, Loki listened to his mother's words, his eyes searching hers for whatever emotions she might have.

He had already forgotten that they were not alone, the lone handmaiden lost in the sheer wrongness of the situation, the urge to simply shriek out that he was not ready, that he knew of no woman he wished to marry, that he did not see why he should be the one to surrender his freedom while Thor and his friends ran amuck all across the nine worlds on one useless, futile, childish jaunt after the other.

But he kept his bitterness bottled inside of him, letting the reasonable words of Mother wash over him, knowing that he had no chance of convincing either with spite — but perhaps with patience and words.

Of course, his instinct was to dissemble, to hide his real motives. But he knew that would be a mistake. Truth was his greatest weapon here and he planned to wield it as a dagger, insofar as he dared.

But Loki could not hide the hurt and pain that filled him. Nor do those who Father named fill me with great longing for the state of matrimony.

If I must take a wife, why can it not be in the fullness of time when I have found a woman who I wish to marry — in my own time for my own reasons?

He was a quiet child, a quiet man, but when his emotions ran high they would break free and then he was not easy to deal with. She was glad he was tempering them for now, and gently she reached out and pulled him into a hug, "This is not meant to be something you are forced into or something you are not ready for.

This is no punishment. I know you are ready for this step in your life, and I know you will find happiness in it. You will not be forced into marriage with a woman you do not for, as if it were a prison.

That I will not allow. Though her words were soft, she hoped he heard the assurance and determination behind them. Despite any woman Odin thought a good match, the choice would go to Loki and Loki alone.

He would be content in his choice, even if he felt they were rushing him towards it. Marriage was not something she felt one could truly be ready to face, since it was made up of the unknown.

It was his strength, his adaptability, and his maturity that Frigga saw as the marks of a man fully grown, and that was part of the reason her younger son was approached first with the subject.

Though Thor was older, he still acted as if he was a rash child, and that was not a mark of a man ready to be with a woman.

She wondered if Odin had explained that to their youngest son, thinking he would find solace in the fact that he was being trusted with this, rather than punished.

She stepped back again, letting him free from her arms, "There is no punishment or shame in this. It is a mark of your strengths.

Now, come sit," she said, taking him by the arm and guiding him to a chair where she pushed him down gently.

It was not an end to the conversation, but he was not going to sway her in this decision. She would rather they discuss his options than the futile hope that he seemed to have that this would not occur.

Taking her seat across from him, she gave him another fond smile, "Tell me what maidens your Father suggested to you, and perhaps we shall find in that more likeable options.

At the sound of Mother's voice, Loki's hope flared anew, something in her tone persuading him that his appeal had reached her. There was fondness present, and he dared to believe that perhaps this would not end with his freedom torn from him and his days spend lashed to a foolish woman that he had no wish to even grace with a moment of his time.

That hope burnt stronger as Mother pulled him into an embrace, which he relaxed into, certain now that he was about to be assured that all would be well, that he would be able to return to his life as it was and as it should be.

As ever, though, his hopes were destined to be disappointed. Mother assured him that it was not something he was meant to be forced into, that it was not a punishment of any sort.

But it was. It was a chain set around his neck, a weight that bound him down to earth when he would rather soar above it. Admittedly, he listened quietly to Mother's words with all of the respect that he had for both his parents, but nothing she had to say was what he wanted to hear.

His shoulders stiffened and he stood, tensed, with her arms around him. That was, at least, until the end, when she assured him that he would not be forced into a prison, that she would not allow it.

Then Loki embraced Frigga in return, resting his head on her shoulder and wishing in his heart that it was as simple as her wiping all of this away.

Cold reality returned soon enough however. It was tempting, again, to declare that it was a punishment, to act the child in the hopes that it would persuade them that he was not ready, but Loki knew his parents too well.

If he did that, then he would be forced into a marriage he did not want with a woman he did not know and that would be the last choice he would want.

No, he had to be calm and reasoned, as much as he wanted to scream. So he remained silent, thoughtful, until Mother released him from her arms, assuring him that it was a mark of his strength that he had been chosen.

Loki could not help but take that as her praising him above Thor and his head rose a touch, assuming its more familiar posture for the moment before he was guided into a chair and his mother resumed her seat opposite.

But he scowled darkly as Mother asked which maidens Father had suggested. That had, perhaps, been the part of the conversation he liked the least, and Loki wished he could stand and pace as the memories returned.

Nor would I want to subject myself to her barbs when her tongue is as sharp as her blade. There are none, I am afraid. He was resisting to her embrace, and that did warn her that he was going to be resistant to everything she said.

If there was one thing her son's had in common it was their stubbornness. Once a thought had gotten into their heads it was all one could do to dislodge it, but she knew that Loki was fighting a losing battle.

She just reminded herself it was good for him, and she was calmed when he had hugged her back. The tenseness returned as he sat down, and she felt he was almost like an animal trapped in a cage yet ready to spring.

He wanted to be up and about, moving throughout her rooms or running as far from these halls as he could. She remembered well the fear, but she had not been so opposed to marriage.

It had been an honor, but then she had not been raised a Prince of the realm with all the freedom she could imagine.

Her sons enjoyed freedoms beyond any most would know, and for that they were lucky. Yet now, it made it harder for them to understand their obligations, as was present in Loki's refusal to even think of the idea.

If pressed, he would probably say he had thought and thought about it, but the truth was he had probably let the image flash through his mind, formed this terrible opinion of being held down, and not allowed a moment of good into that image.

His distaste was amplified by Odin's words, she was sure. She prevented the grimace from crossing her face as Loki pronounced Sif's name, but that was not a name she would have called upon when speaking to her younger son.

Sif was beautiful, compassionate and skilled, but there was little love between her and Loki. After all they had done to each other it was a wonder they could even remain in the same room together, and she could easily imagine why Loki was immediately averse to the situation.

Truthfully she was shocked just that name hadn't caused Loki's shouting to be heard all the way in her chambers.

Amora was a better choice, one she had discussed with Odin. The blonde woman was a friend to Loki, and though she had not seen true evidence of affection beyond that she had thought maybe her son had just kept it hidden.

She just knew there had to be someone that had caught his eye. Even in his words she heard that something was being held back, and she was not sure if it was just by petulant choice at being guided in this situation or if he was embarrassed to say, but she would get him to speak to her about it whether he wanted to or not.

I am your Mother, Loki. I will not be deceived by you," she smiled at him, kept her tone warm and lightly teasing so that he would not feel like he was being attacked, "Now, tell me so that I may help you in all of this.

Make me your ally. From the moment he had entered the room, Sigyn had wanted to melt away into the shadows, already uncomfortable at the idea of overhearing her Queen's private conversations even if it was something she had done for years.

She knew secrets that she had never wanted to know, and though at times it was endearing to see the Queen with her son's there were arguments and conversations one should never be privy to.

This was only amplified by the dark haired girl's affection for the younger Prince, though she would never utter a word. Most of the time she found she did not even think of him.

It was not like with other girls, where they yammered of the men they found attractive every moment they could spare. She was a more reserved woman by nature, but even if she had been inclined to share her thoughts they were normally not on the men of Asgard.

She had more important things to think of, her education never finished though she had gone through all of her schooling in sorcery.

When her Queen did not need her, she found herself in the library, finding the quiet more comforting than the women she had long ignored since she was a young child.

They were foolish, with little vision and little wit, and she wanted to think herself above their company, and then Loki would enter the room and she found her face going hot and her heart beating slightly faster.

She would force herself to look away, or she would find herself engrossed in the fine angles of his features or the way his eyes lit up when someone was able to pull a rare smile from him.

She had long ago memorized the details, when she was young enough not to care so much for appearances. It had been easier then to be so engrossed in him, when he was charged with tutoring her in the magic arts.

Then she could spend her afternoons with him on occasion, when he would come to her, and in that soft, patient manner of his he would tell her what she needed to change or teach her how to hold her hands.

It was never anything too significant, and he had more than likely forgotten her existence, but in those early years she had formed a bond with him that she had not been able to dispel no matter how she told herself she would be happier.

So when he entered his mother's chambers she had wanted to run away with the rest of the girls, and after he had begun to speak she had wanted to go deaf, to never hear the words that were softly spoken between mother and son.

She had never thought her feelings would come to anything, but she had not wanted to face the idea of his matrimony while hiding in the corner trying not to look at either Frigga or Loki while also battling back the girlish tears that threatened to spill down her cheeks at the sheer surprise of it all.

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