My first actual fic with chapters to come. Reviews are greatly appreciated :) On with the story.

"Come, Sigyn." Said Freya, her mother. "Lady Sif is waiting in the carriage."

Sif and Sigyn, the future wives of the princes. King Odin had spent the past two weeks considering every young maiden in Asgard to be the wives of his two sons, Thor and Loki. Sif was a clear choice for Thor, Odin knew it straight away, but for Loki, Odin had to be careful about his choice. In the end Odin had chosen Sigyn, though Sigyn couldn't imagine why. Perhaps because of her mother's status as a goddess?

When Loki fell off the edge of the Bi Frost and into the abyss, all of Asgard believed him to be dead. Then one day Heimdall claimed he saw Loki on Midgard with the tesseract and told Odin, who sent Thor down to end Loki's schemes and bring him back. Which he had. Just this morning Thor and Loki had returned with the tesseract. All of Asgard has been gossiping about what punishment Loki might receive.

"Sigyn!" Freya called out as she climbed into the carriage. Sigyn's train of thought crashed as she snapped back into reality. She ran over to the carriage and climbed in. Sure enough, Lady Sif was sitting inside. Sigyn sat next to her and smiled.

"Lovely to see you again, Sigyn." Sif greeted Sigyn.

"Yes, it has been a while, Sif." Sigyn replied. Well, it hadn't been that long. It had really only been a week since they last saw each other. Sif was busy training and Sigyn was either reading, practicing spells or playing with her little sisters, Syn and Sjofn.

"What a lovely occasion this is." Sif said, grinning. Sigyn could tell that she was excited to be seeing Thor. Anyone could tell how bored she was while he was on Midgard. Poor Fandral was stuck training with her all day for the past two weeks. Sigyn was sure that he would be glad to have Thor take his place.

"Yes, it is a lovely occasion, Sif." Freya interjected, covering Sigyn's daydreaming, or as she called it, ignorance.

Sigyn didn't really see how this was a lovely occasion, for Sif it was but for her, no. She hadn't seen Loki in many years, since they were children to be exact. He was always smiling and playing pranks, he would always practice magic with her, which is why Sigyn's magic was quite strong. Loki would occasionally pull a prank on her, but it was never anything serious like the one he pulled on Sif. He cut off all of her long, wavy blonde hair and it had to be replaced with straight hair black as night.

Sigyn always got along with Loki, there was no doubt about that. They always laughed and played together. It was hard to imagine that Loki, the boy from her childhood, tried to take over Midgard. Loki, brought back in shackles and a muzzle. Or so she heard.

No. It wasn't a happy occasion for Sigyn. She was excited to be reunited with an old friend, yes. Though he isn't that same person anymore. He had changed, a lot. Would he even remember her?

After a half hour of talk between Freya and Sif, the carriage pulled up at the palace. It's golden, organ-like pipes shining.

They stepped out of the carriage and were lead into Odin's throne room. Queen Frigga and King Odin stood by the throne, Freya, Sif and Sigyn kneeled in respect. They then rose and approached the royal couple.

"Sif, Sigyn, Freya! It is lovely to see you all again." Frigga said. Her eyes were all red and puffy, she had obviously just been crying.

Freya embraced Frigga comfortingly. Odin looked at Sif and Sigyn.

"You were chosen to wed my sons." He begins. "Your duties begin now. Sif, Thor is in his chambers you may visit him if you wish." Sif nodded and left. Freya and Frigga left the room also, to where Sigyn did not know. Odin set his gaze upon her. "Sigyn. You are to wed my second son, Loki. He is in his cell. You may visit him before his punishment is decided."

Sigyn could tell the difference in his tone from when he spoke to Sif. Unlike Sif, when Odin spoke to Sigyn it was an order. She didn't have a choice like Sif did. Sigyn had to see Loki. She was unsure to whether or not she would be able to handle seeing him locked in a cell.

Sigyn nodded in respect and left the throne room. Two guards escorted her to the cell that Loki was being kept in.

"Through there." The guard said as he ushered Sigyn down a dark, narrow corridor. They reached the end of the corridor and there was a large room made of dark stone. It was full of cells, all empty except one. Sigyn slowly approached Loki's cell, unsure to how he would react to her.

Inside the cell was quite dark and gloomy, she could only make out Loki's shape as he sat on the floor, facing the wall away from her. As light-footed as Sigyn was, he still sensed her presence, for nobody could sneak up on him.

"Sigyn Freyasdotr." He whispered, his voice raspy. He slowly turned. "It has been a while."