#lordsigynofvanaheim

@lordsigynofvanaheim

Fey was perched on a tree, resting after a long day of causing mischief and havoc. It was a cool night and the cold air made her pixie like wings twitch. The sprite let out a sight before looking up to the night sky, for some reason star gazing always seemed to calm her down. But her attention was drawn to something on the ground below.

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It was still fairly embarrassing to be in front of someone that they cared about so much in such a condition. But Saima paused for a moment to try and get their words together.

Saima couldn't help the smile on their face as he welcomed them. They accepted his outstretched palms, eager for a dance and a bit of his attention. "Oh.. well I'm glad to be a pleasant surprise for you then. I just had to see what some of your events are about on a personal level.."

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It had been a few weeks and Saima had been busy with the things that they usually got up to. Of course, they had been thinking about trying to take a little less of their plate going into the autumn season. But it had proven more challenging to put into action.

Perhaps that was why they had found themselves bringing themselves to the cottage offered for them to stay in from their previous visit. Sure they were going to make themselves known to Sigyn eventually but they had to just pull themselves away from the temptation to do too much more.

It was only after a few hours of alone time - mostly remaining very still and not doing much else, did they venture out to see about him. They figured he did deserve some notice that they were out here. Heading towards the house, they did hear a striking sound and wondered what the source of that could have been.

Sylvie looked up when she saw someone walk in, a frown forming on her features.  Asgardian, if she had to guess.  Great.  No doubt they realized that she was using their place to hide out, pretend that Asgard was still her home even though it had been hundreds, if not thousands, of years since she was last home... not that this was her home.  No, this was someone else’s reality.  She was just some random sorceress.  Not a Loki, not anymore.  She didn’t care who this person was.  Just get rid of them.  Kill them if she had to.  It didn’t matter, whatever Ragnarok was was coming, and these people would be dead soon, anyway.

When she first met her husband's husband, there was some hostility between them. Loki hadn't told her about him until after they married.

Their own marriage wasn't seen as a marriage on the other realms. So he had no trouble getting married again. Of course she was not pleased. They already had a daughter together who hated when he was away and now he had a new family.

But they soon came to be friends, knowing that they were in the same situations especially when Loki vanished for months at a time.

It became a regular occurance that Sigyn came over to the Ironwoods with his two daughters and children played together.

Hel and Fenrir played nicely with the others but Jörmungandr stayed by his mother. Wrapping himself around her waist, cuddled into her.