#modernsigyn

“That’s not typically how marriage works…” Loki answered. He wanted nothing less than to marry this woman from Vanaheim, but it was a duty of a prince to marry whom he was told to. Odin made it very clear to the prince that his entire duty was learn to be king and wed for he realm not for love. Frigga assured he would grow to love Sigyn, but Loki wasn’t so sure with how stubborn she was being. “This marriage isn’t exactly what i wanted either but it’s how we can create peace between our realms.”

Narvi walked into a store, she did some baking for them when she needed to get some extra cash quickly. This week focused o cookies. About twelve dozen cookies. One of the few things she had totally mastered about this realm, cookies. “Alright, Mr. Jones!” She called out. “Its Narvi! I brought the cookies!” There was usually a older ma that worked here, when he finally came out of the back she smiled. 

“Welcome back!” He smiled. “You know... go give a free sample to them.” He spoke softer as he gestured to the back. This was something the man often did, and it did always make the blond smile. Popping open the top tin she took three cookies i a paper towel ad walked to the family. 

“Hello, The owner Mr. Jones buys cookies from me... and thought you would like some free samples.”

It had taken him hours, and multiple drafts, but he finally sent off his finished letter to Sigyn. Remembering precisely where her apartment had been, he teleported it off, leaving it on the sideboard that was visible right as one walked in the front door. An off-whte envelope with Loki's distinctive green seal contained a note which read: 

Sigyn, 

I am sorry. 

My sudden exit from your humble abode was unacceptable. I do hope that you can understand, and possibly forgive, such an action. I have many fears regarding my involvement in the life of the twins, and if you happen to find time in your likely busy schedule, I would like to discuss such concerns with you. I invite you to my own residence, which is indicated as the return address upon this letter, at whatever time you should find suitable between noon and sunset.

With hope, 

- Loki