#queenoffidelity

[ruleroftheninerealms]

Hey Loki. Could you recommend us a good and lovely Sigyn? :D

The best Sigyn I’ve worked with yet is queenoffidelity. She’s amazingly kind and a great writer as well. If you’re looking for a great Sigyn, I would definitely go with her.

[kingxfmischief]

fobwatchedcenturion

occiditimpetu

queenoffidelity

mxthernature

tilthexendofxtheline

"Someone certainly appears to be far from home," Loki said with a small smirk as he emerged from the shadows. "Why have you come to me?"

[magneticlegacy-archived-blog]

temperedxagression , queenoffidelity

    A slight smile on her face, a rare     occasion. Sue her, she was     not angry at someone for once.   "You're business at Serval is what?          Or are you lost?"

[thebadtimewolf]

+4

"It's getting a bit nippy, wanna come inside?"

[demonmegturnedhunter-blog]

+1

"Oh.  You startled me.  Who are you?"

[harfagri]

{ 4 Warriors }

     "Aye!" Fandral called attention to the other, a smile on his features. "I was about to enjoy a meal. You should join me." He gestured to the seat across from him.

[ruleroftheninerealms]

Being a king was a very rough job. Really, Loki was exhausted from the amount of work that was thrown at him. When he had taken the throne, he had never guessed how difficult it would actually be. Odin seemed to just sit there, most of the time, so why couldn't he do the same?

Resting his forehead in the palms of his hands, he groans, wishing to be anywhere but where he was at the moment. He stands, stretching his arms above his hands and informing his advisers that he is taking (quite a long) break. With that, he nearly sprints out of the room, heading quickly for his place of peace- the royal gardens.

Once he has found himself all alone amongst the trees and flowers, he finds his place on a small wooden bench in a hidden cove. His thoughts drifted with the quiet, and he finds himself thinking of his family. Now long gone, both of his 'parents' had died, and Thor had left to Midgard to marry Jane Foster. Of course, he would visit from time to time with his new family, but what Loki really wanted was a family of his own.

An exasperated sigh comes from him as he realizes his own thoughts, chuckling at himself for being so ignorant. Who in the nine realms would wish to marry him, even if they do submit to him as ruler?

[i-wish-to-rule-this-world]

Loyalty

Was he dreaming? Yes. Well rather envisioning. His conscious eyes following the hallucination as she ran down the corridor of his prison, laughing as she used to. He followed of course.

“Sigyn” He spoke with a distant smile reaching for her hand. He almost recoiled in shock. For a brief moment it felt as though he had actually touched her before her image disappeared.

Loki found himself alone in the rotting corridor, his heart coming down from his brief moment of comfort. Was this a sign? Was his wife alive? Was she close? He needed to find her, he needed her.

Loki knew the moment he stepped out of the prison Odin’s sorcery would rip away his own until he was completely mortal.

Loki stepped onto the wet grass surrounding his midgardian prison located in the middle of nowhere, invisible to midgardian eyes.