Another feast in another place. Sigyn was used to this kind of stuff, even know it was only asgard. The gloryful, amazing asgard. But they kind of taste in parties.. Did bore her. Since it was a welcoming for her family from vanaheim, her sister was the attention of the evening, nothing new to her. Since her sister was the goddess of love and beauty, men centered around her, to just get a glimpse of her person. The oldest son of Odin seemed no different, catching her attention with some stories about how mighty and powerful he was. It was just talking, eating and a lot bragging.. Where was the dancing she wondered, walking around the big hall with a Glas of wine in her hand, her hair styled in open waves, cascading down her waist while her body was hugged by a soft blue gown, tight around her waist in vanir style. Maybe she should just leave, probably no one would notice.