Prompt Post 3

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The Lady's Request 7/9

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Sigyn was not terribly surprised when her servant announced an early-morning visitor from the palace. Of course, that meant that she hadn't dreamed coercing the God of Evil into marrying her. She thought she should be regretting it by now and found it rather odd that she wasn't.

Perhaps I truly am going mad.

She was surprised that it was Lady Sif, rather than Lord Thor.

“Lord Thor had some early morning business,” Sif explained when Sigyn mentioned this. “He will be by as soon as he can, I'm sure. However, I wished to speak to you woman to woman.”

“Of course,” Sigyn replied. “Please, join me for breakfast.”

“So then,” Sif began after Sigyn had dismissed the servants. “Loki.”

Sigyn smiled. She was glad Sif decided to get straight to the heart of the matter. “What, exactly, did he tell you?”

“Strange tales,” Sif replied. “Of a noble woman that demanded he take responsibility and become her husband.”

“That sounds about right,” Sigyn admitted. “He did not seem to recognize me when we met. Is it true he has no memories of his former life?”

“So he claims and so it appears. But one can never been to sure with Loki.” Sif hesitated slightly. “But, Lady Sigyn, I must now ask: Why Loki?”

“I desire companionship. Most of my family was killed in the Siege and had it not been for Theoric finding me afterward, I feel I would have gone mad with grief. I have nobody left but distant relatives who are no more than acquaintances to me, if that.” Sigyn sighed.

“And what of Theoric?”

“He left in fear after he learned of Loki's return and so it was with every man since.”

“Ah, that answers my question, then.”

Now Sigyn was beginning to regret her actions. She had known that this idea of hers was foolish from the moment it formed in her head. She had never talked it over with anybody, however, and now hearing it spoken aloud, she realized how completely inane it was.

“I am a foolish woman,” she said.

Sif put a comforting hand on her arm. “No, merely lonely. I am sorry for your loss.”

Sigyn smiled at the other woman in gratitude for her kind words. “I suppose I must now tell Loki the wedding is off. How do you suppose he'll react?”

Sif chuckled softly. “He'll probably be much relieved.”