#updated fidelity

[geminijackdaw]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

 “Thank you,” Loki says, eyeing her guardedly. He fiddles with a loose fastener at the collar of his leathers on his way to the exit, a little breathless, thoroughly humiliated.

“Your Highness is most welcome,” she says without looking over.

He feels his jaw tighten. “You know,” he replies, prodding experimentally at an access panel beside the door, “that’s beginning to sound awfully sarcastic.”

“It is not meant to, Your Highness.” Norns, it’s like talking to Heimdall.

[geminijackdaw]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

He feels his heart sink at her continued silence, and ducks down like it might help him catch her downcast eyes. “Sigyn? Everyone keeps telling me I should leave you alone. Is…. Is that what you want?” Her eyes slip shut and her shoulders draw up, shrinking in on herself. “Alright,” he concedes, ruefully, taking a step back. He moves to leave but stops at the tiny sound that catches his ear, scarcely a whisper, no.

[geminijackdaw]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Oh Norns, Loki thinks with a grim sigh, what has she done to Sif?

He’s half right.

[geminijackdaw]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

He sees only the target of Lorelei’s ire. Lightning gathers in one hand, and he holds out the other, and calls.

Ahhhh ok 9.5.1 posted <3 

This is a little detour that didn’t quite fit into my main project! If you’d like to reading from the beginning: Undying Fidelity Chapter 1 

[geminijackdaw]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

“Thor…” Loki begins after several false starts, trying to feign disinterest as he prods at a slice of carrot with his fork. “We should go fishing, sometime,” he suggests. “We could go up to the mountains for a few days, just the two of us.”  It’s the height of summer, so the best game is out of season.  He’s never been overfond of roughing it, but Thor is, and he considers it to be an enticing offer when he makes it. Instead, his brother only shrugs.

“Seems a little dull after bilgesnipe, doesn’t it?” Loki feels his jaw tighten. Of course Thor would see no difference, but not dull, quiet. He’s never nearly been gored by quiet.

[geminijackdaw]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Chapter 7: The Lovers

There’s something so satisfying about seeing her this way again: a worn tunic thrown over trousers, her own flower-bright yellow and brown like fresh-turned soil, her bow slung over her shoulder as she picks her way along the steep mountain path beside him— a wrong finally set right.

“I’m allowed out until dinner,” she tells him, eyeing him curiously as he leads her to a thin deer track worn through the underbrush, veering away from the beaten path, “I promised I’d be back by then.”

He smiles, and nods, but never explicitly agrees to anything. “It’ll be fine,” he assures her instead.

[geminijackdaw]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Chapter 5: The Magician

“That’s an awfully diplomatic way to say he’s been insufferable for weeks,” Loki mutters. He’s been caught between cautious enthusiasm and outright dismay since the preparations began. Its still surreal that Sigyn’s speaking to him like she used to, so perhaps he falls to easily into old patterns, says too much. He used to tell her everything, and there’s a small fragile part of him that remembers how good it felt. “What if this is just the way he is, now?”

[geminijackdaw]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

“You know, even after we stopped visiting, the mortals kept telling stories about us— often embellishments of events we’d shared with them, as well as their own predictions, extrapolation… They were certain you were going to cause the apocalypse, for instance,” Thor shrugs. “Technically, we’d have to give them that one. You should hear what they thought we should do with you.”

“I’m sure you’re going to tell me.”