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Sigyn stood in the healing chambers of Asgard nervously awaiting her first lesson as a new apprentice. Her mentor was a healer, a woman named Tove who had many, many years of experience and had agreed to teach Sigyn all that she knew of the healing arts. The decision for Sigyn to be her apprentice had come after many hours of discussion regarding why Sigyn wished to become a healer. Tove had wanted to know her heart in the matter, and to be sure she knew her time as an apprentice would be a lengthy one, and that she was prepared to spend all the time required to learn the art

Tove watched her for a moment, then she asked, "Are you ready to begin?

She swallowed, and nodded, "Yes, milady. I'm ready to begin learning."

"Good," Tove said, and motioned for Sigyn to follow her to a nearby table where a variety of herbs as well as potions were already laid out, "We'll start with the basics today. Healing usually begins with understanding the properties of the different plants and their effects on the body, both good and bad. Do you understand?"

"Yes, milady," Sigyn murmured.

As Tove began explaining the healing properties of each of the herbs, and Sigyn listened attentively, scribbling down notes in her journal. She was amazed at how much knowledge was needed to an effective healer. Tove taught her how to identify each herb, when as well as how to harvest them properly, and the appropriate dosages to use for various wounds or ailments.

On their third day together, Tove said, "Now, I think I should show you how to make a poultice. Watch carefully, Sigyn." The healer began to demonstrate the process of crushing and combing specific herbs to create the desired healing mixture.

"Now you, Sigyn."

"Yes, milady."

Sigyn did everything Tove had done, grinding herbs with a mortar and pestle as her mentor watched closely. Sigyn's motions were a bit clumsy at first as she was nervous, but then she gradually found her rhythm and soon after she had a fine powder ready for a poultice.

Tove looked over the powder, and nodded approvingly, praising her, "Excellent work, Sigyn." She gave an encouraging smile before she said, "Now, I will show you how to apply the poultice to the bandage and wrap it on a wound."

Sigyn watched her actions, and when she was prompted, she repeated the healer's actions. She tried her best to mimic the gentle touch she'd seen the healers tend to the wounded. She felt a surge of satisfaction when she completed the task, even if she knew she still had much more to learn. With time, patience, practice, and dedication, Sigyn knew she would achieve her desire to help the sick and wounded by being one of Asgard's healers.

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They were sitting on their private balcony overlooking the city as they're currently there for a week's visit. The sunset is currently painting the skies magnificent colors as it sinks beneath the horizon. Shades of fiery orange and deep red merged with soft hues of pink and had them mesmerized with the magical atmosphere it was creating.

"You know, minkjære," Loki started, "I used to crave power and all of the pomp that when with it. I wanted to hear the people chanting my name in devotion. To feel the rush of pleasure I would feel when I elevated myself above everyone else. It was a feeling I could never resist.

Eva turned her eyes away from the skies to look at him, "I know, but you don't need those things anymore, the devotion of the masses.

"No, I do not. I don't need the masses or power or devotion of the masses. As long as I have you, I have what I need. You truly are my everything, Eva, and my world."

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It is late summer on Asgard, and after spending a full day working in their garden together the day before, Loki and Eva are lounging together on a pile of blankets underneath their favorite tree. Eva was reading one of the books she brought back from their last visit to Earth, and Loki was entertaining himself by simply watching nature as he thinks.

After a long time of neither of them speaking, Loki turned to his love to and asked, "Pray, what precisely does it mean when one says 'Just like Romeo and Julia'?"

Eva looked up from her book, surprised at his random question. She marked her place in her book, then turned to face him, "I think you meant "Juliet", minkjærlighet." She gave him a small smile.

Loki returned her smile, then said, "Ah yes, my apologies. So, tell me, what does it mean?"

With a sigh, Eva leaned back against the tree, "It means a tragic love story, in which the two lovers of the story are from families who are feuding which, of course, makes their love forbidden. In the actual story, it ended with Romeo and Juliet's deaths so when someone references them, it means the love is a tragic one.

Loki raised his eyebrows, surprised, "That sounds rather bleak and depressing. Why would anyone want to compare theirs or anyone else's love story with that of this Romeo and Juliet?"

Eva couldn't help herself and chuckled at how naive he sounded for someone so much older than her, "Well, some people think it's romantic. It's a story of two people who were so deeply in love that they were willing to put everything, their lives included, on the line for each other."

He gave it come consideration, "I see. But why compare oneself to two people who never lived? Shouldn't one's own love story be considered unique? Such as ours?"

Eva smiled at him, "Of course, minkjærlighet. Our love story is very unique, one of a kind, and unlike any other. But at times people like to draw parallels between their own lives and stories they like or admire. It's a way of expressing their depth of their love."

Loki reached out, taking her hand, "Well, there is no comparison for us with Romeo and Juliet because quite simply, our love surpasses theirs by far."

Eva laid her head on his shoulder, and as he wrapped his arm around her she said, "Yes, it does, minkjærlighet. Yes, it does."

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Many years had passed in the realm of Asgard since the passing of Eva, and a beautiful young noblewoman had come to the Palace to serve as a lady-in-waiting to the Queen. Of course she had heard of Loki and his propensity for causing chaos everywhere he went, but as he did not live at the Palace full time any longer she had yet to meet him. But that changed one day when she was walking through the halls of the Palace on an errand for the Queen, and she saw Loki laughing with a young girl.

Brynja felt her heart warming as she watched Loki doting on the child so tenderly. She knew of his reputation as a cruel and deceitful trickster, but what she was witnessing was something entirely different. The way he obviously cared for this little girl, made Brynja curious as to who she was.

"Brynja!"

When Loki looked in her direction, Brynja hurried along to meet the one who had called her and to complete he tasks.

The days passed, and Loki stayed on in the Palace with his daughter as Brynja realized, the more she found herself drawn to him. She often sought him out in the gardens or one the training grounds when she was free from her duties, hoping to always catch a glimpse of him. On one of these occasions she watched as he gave his daughter a lesson on wielding his preferred wepaon of choice, the daggers.

Then one day, Brynja decided she would do more than watch. She approached Loki as he watched Sigyn practicing with her bow.

"May I join you both?" she asked in a demure tone.

Loki turned to her, smiling faintly, he said, "Of course, my Lady."

They were silent as they watched Sigyn hit the target with remarkable precision for one so young.

Brynja broke the silence with a quiet compliment, "She's quite good."

Loki gave a nod, his eyes still on his daughter, his voice almost wistful, "Yes, she is. She takes after her mother in many ways."

Brynja was hesitant to voice what she was thinking, since after all she didn't know him personally. At last she spoke with sincerity, "I... I am so sorry for your loss, my Lord."

Loki nodded an acknowledgement of thanks but he did not take his eyes off of his daughter. He did speak, however, not sure why he said what he said to her other than it was grief presenting itself once more, "Thank you, my Lady. Eva... Eva was everything to me."

Brynja nodded, "it is true, I did not know her, but I think she would be proud of the way that you care for your daughter."

Loki smiled softly. "I hope so. I do hope so."

In the coming days, Brynja was less hesitant to make her presence known to Loki or Sigyn, and she began to spend more time with them. Every day they talked more, they even laughed, and Brynja found herself falling in love then even more in love with Loki. But Loki never gave her any signs he returned her feelings, and she knew it was because his thoughts were for his lost wife.

Then one day, Brynja found Loki sitting along on a balcony looking the city below.

"May I speak... openly with you?" she asked softly.

He turned to her, and nodded, "Of course. Please sit down." He made room for her to sit beside him.

"Thank you," she said, sitting down.

"We shall be returning home... Sigyn and I shall be going back to our home the day after tomorrow."

"Oh?" Brynja inquired, feeling her heart race, "But I thought that you both lived here?"

Loki looked at her, "No, we do not. Since Eva and I were wed, we lived outside the Palace in our own cottage. We come to the Palace to visit at certain times of the year, but the Palace has never truly been the home Sigyn has known in her life."

"I see."

The silence fell back over them, and a few minutes passed before he asked, "What did you wish to speak to me about, Lady Brynja?"

Brynja took several deep breaths trying to calm her heart and nerves. Did she really still want to give a voice to what she was feeling? One look at him told her that, yes, she did want to give voice to what she was feeling. She took a deep breath, and started speaking.

"I know that you will perhaps never feel the same way about me as I do about you, but i wanted you to know how much my thoughts and feelings regarding you have changed since I first met you. Watching how you are with Sigyn... and all the time and talks we've shared with one another has made me... come to love you, Loki. I love you not merely as a friend but... in another way as well. A deeper way."

Loki looked at her for a long moment, neither speaking or moving, and she knew she had made a mistake.

"I've made a fool of myself, and ruined what lies between us," Brynja said, standing up, "I am so sorry, my Lord, I never should have—"

He grabbed her hand before she could hurry off in humiliation, "No, please don't." He stood up so their eyes were on equal level. "My dear Brynja, you haven't made a fool of yourself or ruined anything between us. I had suspected it for quite some times, and I am sorry. But hear me out, I am not sorry because you feel the way that you do for your part. Rather, it is on my part. If we had met another time or way, I could perhaps return your love for me in the way you deserve. I am honored that you see me as being worthy of loving, but I am afraid I cannot return that love i the same way. I am still and shall always be in love with my wife, you shall. Eva isn't here any longer, has not been for many years, but I still love her with all of my heart."

Brynja looked deeply into his eyes, and saw the depths of his love for his late wife there. She nodded, and tried to hide her disappointment as she replied, "I understand, Loki. I... I just couldn't hold my feelings inside me any longer."

"And I thank you for sharing them with me. It is as I have said, I feel honored, both how you feel for me and for the courage you had to share your feelings with me. Pray, I hope we will still be able to be friends henceforth?"

"Of course, we will. I would like that very much," she said.

He opened his mouth to say something, but was interrupted by a small voice calling for him.

"Father!"

With a smile, Loki turned from her, and Brynja watched him go greet his daughter.

Just as she said, Brynja remained a friend to Loki from that day forward, grateful to be his friend.

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Loki's attention was drawn by the snort of a horse, that signaled the arrival of his anticipated guest. Letting go of the fractured twig he held, he managed a smile that failed to reach his eyes, and then he pivoted to greet them, "Greetings, Mother."

Frigga dismounted gracefully from her horse and approached him without hesitation, confident that her steed would remain in place. She accepted both of his outstretched hands, and after exchanging cheek kisses, she gazed at him a moment before she remarked, "Tell me the reason for your fear, Loki."

He tried to keep his voice light as he responded, "What fear, Mother? Perhaps I called you here because I wanted to see you? After all, Eva and I do not—"

Frigga quieted him with a meaningful gaze, one that only a mother could give to her child, "Your message requested secrecy, and I sensed the spells you cast upon this place as I approached," she said. "You wouldn't take such risks without a powerful motivator behind them like fear, my son. So, why have you hidden us from Heimdall's sight and hearing?" The risk she referred to was the fact that when Odin released Loki from prison, Loki had sworn never to shroud himself from Heimdall again. "I'm waiting for an answer, Loki. I want to understand why you're jeopardizing your freedom and the life you have with the woman you love."

Loki turned, and walked away from her, not speaking for some time.

"It is for Eva that I've risked my freedom," he finally said.

"Go on."

He walked around the circle he'd made for them another few steps before he inquired, "Mother, do you remember Rowena of Vanaheim?"

The Queen of Asgard nodded, although he was not looking at her, "Yes, I remember her. She was one of the more powerful wielders of magic the Nine Realms have ever seen. I have not heard her name in almost nine years now. Pray tell me why you are speaking it now, Loki."

Loki continued to pace the boundaries of the protective circle that he had created as he spoke, "The reason you have not heard that name for almost nine now is because soon after I wed Eva, Rowena was becoming a threat to the peace of the Nine Realms, and so the All-Father commanded that the Einherjar put an end to her. Because she was such a sorceress, I was dispatched along with those sent to deal with her."

"The battle did not go well," Frigga stated, not asked.

"No, it did not. Over half of the Einherjar died within minutes of engaging the witch. The only reason I was able to come near her without being slain is because of my own power. I put spells on my daggers and then hurled them at her. Her power was strong, but she was not able to keep my daggers from finding her. She fell to the ground in a heap. I had to be sure she was indeed dead, and when I approached the hag's shell, she grabbed my wrist. She pulled me to her, smeared her blood on me, and told me..." He stopped, closing his eyes.

"She told you what?" Frigga asked, pulling her cloak tightly around her.

"She spoke an incantation, and she told me she had cursed my Eva to die as she had." Loki turned to face his mother at last, "She told me that Eva will bleed to death, in childbirth, when she gives birth to our first child. A daughter, Rowena said."

His words fell into the heavy silence around them as both of them pondered the past.

Frigga walked over to her son, and lifted his head up so he was looking at her, "Hear me, Loki. Her last words were not a prophecy of unavoidable certainty. Yes, they were a curse, but curses are breakable. Eva is not doomed to this fate. I promise you I will make it my personal quest to find a way to shatter Rowena's hateful curse."

Loki's eyes glistened, and he allowed her to pull him into her embrace.

"Thank you, Mother. I can't bear to lose her."

The Queen of Asgard held her youngest son close, "I know this, Loki, and you're not going to lose her." She held him even tighter to her when the dam holding back his emotions begun to break. For several minutes, the only sound in the circle was that of his sobs as he finally released the fear and grief that he had borne alone for so long. When his tears were finally spent, Frigga asked, "Is Rowena's curse the reason you and Eva have not been blessed with a child of your own for these years of your marriage?"

Loki nodded against her, and then he pulled away, wiping his eyes, "Yes, it is. When I returned to Asgard and after I had told Odin everything that had transpired with Rowena, I begun putting spells into place that would prevent Eva from conceiving a child. I've maintained them until only just recently when I could no longer do so. Eva wants a child so much that I believe her heart is breaking at the thought we may never have one. In Midgardian terms, she has less time to conceive a child than she once did. Soon, Mother, I believe she will soon conceive, and I do not know how I will react to the news."

"With joy, Loki. You will react with the great joy all expectant fathers react with. Then when her time comes to be delivered of your child, you will find out in the moment you hold your child, what unconditional love feels like for the first time in your life."

"Pray let it be so, Mother."

"It will be, Loki. It will be everything that you and Eva dream of."

Two months later, when Eva joyfully shared the news with Loki that he would be a father, they wept in joy together.

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The sun is shining brightly one morning as the birds sing their happy songs, serenading father and daughter as they sat outside their home, breaking their fast. The aroma of freshly baked bread lingered in the air, and Sigyn's eyes were bright with delight.

"Father, this bread is delectable!" Sigyn exclaimed before taking another bite.

Loki raised his eyebrows, "And where on Midgard did you ever hear that word, my dear?" 

"It wasn't on Midgard I heard it, Father! I heard Uncle Volstagg say it last time we went to see Grandmother and Grandfather!"

Ah yes, the last time they'd visited the Palace, there had been a feast.

"And do you know what delectable means, snowflake?" Loki asked.

Sigyn thought for a moment, "It means it's good right, Father?"

He nodded, "Yes, but more specifically, it means it tastes delicious. And I thank you for saying so, as I made our bread myself."

"Did you use magic to make it, Father?"

Loki laughed, and gave his daughter's vibrant red curls a tousle, "No magic, my snowflake. I just used a bit of love along with a dash of mischief." He winked as he said that last part.

"Well, it is very good, Father! My bread doesn't even need anything upon it!"

Loki smiled at her compliment, and then his eyes wandered a bit until they found their well. The well was quite old having been used by the cottage's former family. The well had served them adequately since he'd first come to live here with his late wife, but of late, Loki had noticed the well was providing less and less water. He knew they would have enough water for two, perhaps three months but they would need to dig a new well soon.

"Sigyn, my love, it seems we have a problem," Loki said, his eyes fixed on the dwindling water supply. "Our well is running dry, and we must dig a new one. Don't worry, little one. We will hire some giants to do the work for us. But first, we must find the perfect spot for the well."

"Sigyn, my little snowflake, it seems that we may have a problem," he said, his eyes locked on their well, "Our well is beginning to run dry, and we will need to dig a new one. But fret not, for as soon as a new fresh water source has been located, we shall ask the giants to dig the well for us."

"Giants, Father?" Sigyn echoed, her eyes wide.

"Yes, my dear, giants."

"I've never seen giants before, Father. Will I get to meet them? the little girl asked.

"Of course, snowflake, you will meet them."

Sigyn cheered and clapped her hands.

Loki felt warmth throughout his being from heart at the sound. Her laughter was the most bright and beautiful he had ever heard in the universe, and he knew he was truly blessed to have it. Still smiling, he rose from the table, "Go fetch your cloak, my little snowflake, and we shall begin the search for the new well."

Sigyn nodded, and hurried back inside of the cottage, and reappeared without delaying her cloak fastened around her shoulders. She grabbed his hand and started tugging his towards the woods, "Come on, Father. Let's go! Let's go!"

With a chuckle, he followed his daughter into the forest.

The search lasted three days, and then Sigyn located a perfect location for their new well. It was a small clearing in a lush, green meadow that sloped gently towards a babbling brook. The little girl danced in celebration when her father declared this was the spot.

The next step was to approach the giants in the right way, something Loki knew what to do.

He'd had many dealings with the giants in the past and he understood their nature as well as their traditions. The key to approaching the giants without offending them right off so they would not help you, was to show them both respect and humility. 

"Listen closely, my snowflake," Loki said, gathering his daughter close to him, "when we meet with the giants, it is very important that we show them not only kindness but respect. They are very powerful beings, but they are also gentle, and they are pleased to help those when they are treated properly."

Sigyn nodded, "But I always try to be respectful and kind to others, Father. You and Grandmother have taught me that."

He kissed the top of her head, "Yes, you do, my snowflake, and I am proud of you. Here, hold onto my hand and keep close."

They walked deeper into the forest, the sound of trees rustling as well as a distant roar of water growing louder. It wasn't long before they came to a large clearing where the massive forms of the giants could be see touching high in the sky. 

With much caution, Loki approached the giants, being ever careful to make sure Sigyn was close to his side. He held his hand out in a gesture of peace, and called to them, making his voice as loud as he could.

"Noble and mighty giants, I, Loki of Asgard, and my daughter Sigyn, have come before you to petition for your assistance. Our well is running dry, and we seek your great strength as well as your great expertise in digging a new one."

The giants gave their attention to the trickster and his daughter, so tiny to them in comparison. The eyes of the giants shone with curiosity and interest. Then one of the giants stepped forward, shaking the ground with his steps. When he spoke, his voice was like a clap of thunder.

"We have heard your petition, Loki of Asgard and Sigyn of both Asgard and Midgard. We will consider what you ask of us, but first, you must prove your worthiness."

Loki nodded, knowing the giants would often test those who seek their help. With confidence, he accepted their test.

"What task do you require of us to prove that we are worthy of your help?" 

The giant pointed to towering tree in the distance, and said, "Bring us a leaf from the highest branch upon the tree. If you succeed, it is then and **only** then, we shall grant our aid."

With a soft bow, Loki looked at his daughter, and he saw a determined look in her eyes. With a nod, they started towards the colossal tree.

Even while they were still walking towards it, Loki used his magic to conjure a staircase that encircled the tree's trunk that reached the highest branches. Sigyn did not hesitate to start climbing towards their prize with her father following close behind her.

They ascended the staircase around tree for minutes until they finally reached its top. Loki lifted his daughter up, and Sigyn reached out to pluck one of the shimmering, vibrant leaves from its branch. After setting her back down on the staircase, father and daughter descended together.

Once they had reached the ground, Loki held aloft the leaf, and he called out to the giants, "We have completed the task that you requested of us. Here is the leaf plucked from the highest branch."

The giants all nodded their approval, their faces showing signs of their respect for the completion of their assigned task. The one who spoke to them earlier stepped forward and said, "You have proven your worthiness, Loki of Asgard, and Sigyn of Asgard and Midgard. In turn, you shall have our help in digging your new well. Show us the spot, and we shall dig for you."

"You have proven your worthiness, Loki of Asgard. We shall assist you in digging your new well. Choose the spot, and we shall make it so."

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It was evening two days later, and Sigyn sat snuggled into her father's side, listening as the giants labored to fulfill their promise to them.  Soon, they woulf have a replacement for their well that was indeed drying up.

Loki played with her silken locks as he softly told her, "You are so much like your mother, my little snowflake. She could be no prouder of you than am I."

Once more the girl wished she had known her mother, but even so, she is grateful for how much her father loves her.

The giants' continued work digging had been a constant noise in the background. so when the moment they'd been waiting for happened, they almost missed it. But they heard the giants give a shot, and when they did so, Sigyn bolted. She ran towards the meadow, and stopped as she beheld the sight of the new well.

"They did it, Father! We have a new well! See?" she said as her father joined her.

Loko grinned, and nodded, "I see, my snowflake. I see. Come, let us take our first drink of the new cool water."

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"Like they say dance like nobody's watching!" Eva told her husband one day.

"What a peculiar saying!" Loki inquired.

"Put simply it means to let yourself go and be free. Don't worry about what others might think of you while you're enjoying the moment. Experience life fully in other words!" she answered.

Eva grinned at her husband's newly found appreciation for human wisdom, and she continued to sway to the music in her mind.

Loki watched her enjoying herself thoughtfully, "Yes, I can see the value in this. I shall have to try it sometime." Then he extended his hand towards his wife, "I think perhaps there is no time better than the present. Shall we dance, my love?"

With a giggle, Eva took his hand, "Yes, let's dance like nobody's watching!" And with that, they began to twirl and sway together, lost in their own little world.

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"Father," Sigyn began one day when she was ten years old, "I want to be a healer when I grow up."

Loki smiled at his daughter, "What a noble profession, my snowflake. But tell me, why do you wish to be a healer?"

She considered her answer for a moment, then said, "I want to be a healer because I want to healer people. I want to help people when they are sick or they're hurt, and help them to feel better."

Loki nodded, pride swelling up within him at the his daughter's kindness for others and her desire to help them, "Being a healer is not just about knowing which herbs to use or how to set a broken bone. Being a healer takes a great deal of compassion as well as having empathy. You also will need to be a god listener and do your best to understand their pain, even in the moments you can't heal their illness or injuries."

The girl nodded, making her red curls bob up and down, "I understand, Father, and I will work hard to learn everything that I can so I can help others."

"That is good, my snowflake. Always remember the greatest healers are those tho know how to use a gentle touch along with a kind word to lift up someone's spirit," Loki said, placing a hand on his daughter's shoulder

Sigyn smiled at her father, so grateful for love and his support. She knew with his help, she would become the healer that she dreams of being someday.

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It was almost Christmas day on Earth, and eight year old Sigyn is spending the special day with her Gam Gam and Pop Pop while Loki

"Did you know that one time when your mother was a little girl, she called your Grandfather Odin Santa Claus?" Pepper asked as she clearly placed tinsel on the tree before looking at her granddaughter.

Sigyn's eyes went wide, and she gasped, "Really?"

Pepper nodded, "Really."

"She really said that to Grandfather?"

"She did. And she did it not once but twice!"

Sigyn giggled, "I wish I could have seen the look Grandfather had on his face!"

Pepper smiled remembering how Odin had responded, and then she told her, "And it got even better as your mother, not much younger than you, actually if your grandfather, the King of Asgard, if he were a pirate."

"Oh my stars! How did Grandfather react to that?" Sigyn asked once she stopped laughing.

"He wasn't offended. Actually he laughed, just like your Uncle Thor did. Thor laughed first because none of us could understand what Eva... your mother was asking," Pepper recalled.

"I wish I could've been there!" Sigyn sighed.

"I wish you could've been there too, but that wasn't possible since your mother was only a little girl herself."

Sigyn placed an ornament on the tree, and then looked at her grandmother, "I wish I had known my Mother."

Pepper hugged her, "Oh sweetie, I wish you did too. You would have loved her, and I know she loved you from the moment she knew she would have you. She had wanted a child so much, and she was so excited when she found out ~~she was pregnant~~ about you. You were her dream come true!"

Sigyn's eyes welled up with tears, and the girl was about to cry when the front door opened, and they heard a voice calling out.

"Hey, Mom! Dad! You guys here?"

Without waiting for her grandmother to react, Sigyn put down the ornament in her hand, and ran to the door, "Uncle Ethan!"

Ethan just managed to empty then open his arms as his niece flew at him. "Sigyn! It's so good to see you again!" He pulled back from hugging her, not quite letting go as he looked at his sister's little girl. "Wow, you look more and more like your mother and my sister every time I see you, kiddo!"

Sigyn grinned, "Merry Christmas, Uncle Ethan!"

"Merry Christmas to you too!"

At that moment, Maggie came into the house, her arms loaded with Christmas presents.

"Aunt Maggie!" Sigyn said excited.

"Let me put these down so I can get a hug!" Maggie replied, placing the gifts down, "Come here, sweetie, and give me a hug!"

Sigyn went over to her aunt, and hugged her, "Merry Christmas, Aunt Maggie!"

"And a Merry Christmas to you too!"

Pepper appeared, and hugged her son then her daughter-in-law.

"So, where's Dad?" Ethan asked.

"Where else?" Pepper said.

"Workshop."

"Mmm hmm."

"Pop Pop's working on a surprise!" Sigyn declared.

"A surprise huh?" Ethan mused.

Pepper nodded, "Yes, and before you ask, I don't have a clue. I guess we'll find out when your Dad wants us to know."

"I suppose we will," Ethan agreed.

"Siggy and I were just putting the finishing touches on the tree. Would you like to help so we can get all of the gifts underneath?" Pepper asked.

"Sure!" Maggie said with a smile.

Ethan nodded, "Sounds fun."

Sigyn led the way back to the tree, singing O Christmas Tree as she went.

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"Come on, minkjære, let us explore the realm of Ghostwhite!" Loki grinned with mischief shining in his eyes as he tugged at her arm.

Eva looked around and hesitated as she looked at the shimmering mists around them. She is not sure how she let her husband talk her into coming to this place when all she really wanted to do was spend a lazy day lounging underneath her favorite tree.

"Are you sure it's safe? We don't have any idea what's out there!"

"But that's the fun of it!" Loki exclaimed, holding out his hand, "Trust me, minkjære. It will be worth it."

Although she's still a bit uncertain, Eva takes his hand, and together they ventured deeper into the otherworldly, surreal landscape. They encountered cretures Eva was sure had come from her dreams, and the landscape around them seem to be shifting, transforming with each passing moment.

Eva marveled at the mystifying beauty that surrounded her, and suddenly she started giggling.

Loki laughed in response, and again each time she did. Their exchange went on for some minutes until Eva pulled her hand free and started dancing around in a way that frightened him.

"Oh look!" Eva exclaimed, "There's a red elephant over there on the other side of the glade!"

He looked in the direction she pointed in and saw nothing but the mists of Ghostwhite.

"Come on, Loki!"

Loki wrapped an arm around her waist when she started walking towards it without regard for the water.

"What's wrong, minkjærlighet? Don't you want to see the elephant?"

"As much as I would love to, minkjære, I believe it is time you and I made our departure and return him."

"But I want to see the elephant!"

"Minkjære, you're starting to frighten me. Please come with me, and let us depart."

"Oh, okay. Bye bye, Mr. Elephant!" Eva said with a wave and a giggle.

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Odin and Loki were walking through the halls of the Palace, enjoying the quiet peace that had settled over Asgard.

In the distance from where they are, a group of young maidens are walking together. In the midst of them Loki sees his betrothed is in conversation with another one of the young women. They're laughing together, and Loki is relieved to see her making friends among the Asgardians, for her doesn't want her to be lonely after they've wed.

They are precisely one month away from when they would exchange vows not be all of Asgard but a good portion of it. Eva's family will also be at the ceremony that Odin had agreed to officiate as both the King of Asgard, and as the father of the groom.

Loki had hesitated at the idea of Odin having such a huge role in their wedding, but Eva had thought it would be a good idea as it would help to continue to heal the rift between them.

He'd bowed to her wisdom.

Suddenly, Eva looked in his direction, her face lighting up when she saw him, and she waved.

He returned her wave, and was suddenly aware of the fact Odin was watching him closely.

"Have care, Loki. For while she seems to be strong, vital, and beautiful now, all too soon she will wither, then die. And she will do far sooner than you will."

Loki was taken aback by his words, and then he grew angry, "How can you say such things when we are to soon wed?"

"Mayhap you will not believe me when I say this, but my words are not intended to be cruel. They are a simple reminder of the folly which you are about to enter into with your union with the Midgardian woman. Her people are fragile creatures as they are born, live, and they die after such the blink of an eye for us. It is the way of things concerning them."

"But does a shorter lifespan means she is weak? Eva may not be as powerful as a single warrior of Asgard, but she has qualities that I admire. She is endlessly kind, and an indomitable strength of character that I admire."

With a nod, Odin acknowledged Loki's words, "It is true that that mortals, especially those of Midgard, have some admirable traits. Even so, it is their mortality that makes them weak when compared to us. When compared to them, we have life eternal, and we are far more powerful than they will ever be."

He thought about Odin's words for a moment. He knows there is truth to what Odin said. He knows that mortals are weak in some ways, but that didn't necessarily make them lesser beings than those who dwelt in Asgard. Yet he knows he cannot condemn Odin for perhaps having such thoughts as he himself once thought of humans as being less than the dust on his boot.

"I concede your point, Father," Loki said, "Nevertheless I still see Eva as the remarkable woman she is, despite her mortality."

"I do not doubt that she is a remarkable woman, my son, as she has been able to capture your heart so completely. But you must bear in mind she is also fragile and mortal."

"I will, Father. Now if you will excuse me, I must go seek out Thor."

Odin dismissed him, and as he watched him go, his old battle hardened warrior's heart ached for both of his sons. For they both loved mortal women, and sailed in seas that had a false calm now. He knew that when the two women they loved breathed their last, both of them would find themselves lost in the raging seas of grief, to perhaps perish on the razor sharp rocks of its shores before they returned to shore.

If they ever did.

Odin prayed they would not perish.

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Once in the land of Asgard, Loki was spending some exquisite time with his beloved daughter, Sigyn. They were on their rare visits to the Palace, and were spending some time walking through the gardens. Sigyn loved and was delighted by the colorful flowers and the fragrant smells.

"Father, why do some flowers grow taller than others do?" Sigyn asked, as she craned her little neck to look up at them."

Loki's grin contained mischief as he answered, "Well, little snowflake, it's all a matter of how much they've grown as nature dictates. And nature dictates that some flowers are destined to grow bigger and stronger than others." 

Sigyn wrinkled her nose that was so like her mother's, in thought, "But what does nature have them grow at all??

Loki chuckled, "Well, it is nature's way of ensuring that everything and everyone can survive and thrive. Some things grow to be big and tall, while others will stay small and delicate."

His daughter scowled, deep in thought, "But what about me, Father? Will I grow big and tall like the flowers do?"

Loki knelt down beside her, his expression going soft as he looked up into her eyes, "Of course you will, my little snowflake. You grow up to be very strong and as brave as your mother.

Although she'd never known her mother, Sigyn beamed with pride at the mention of her mother. As they continued to walk, she continued peppering her father with question after question. Loki could not help but marvel at how much his daughter had grown in both physical and intellectual.

"Boy, Father, grown-ups sure so know bunches and bunches of stuff, don't they?" the little girl remarked, her gaze holding adoration for her father.

Loki smiled at her, "Yes, we certainly do. But do not worry, my little snowflake. Even when you all grown-up and a beautiful young woman, I will always be here to teach you new things."

Then with a sigh of contentment, father and daughter continued their walk hand-in-hand, basking not in the warmth of Asgard's sun, but of each other.

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Although Loki and Eva had been together for years now, it wasn't until recently that he had come to realize that she had completely enchanted him. He had always been a mischievous trickster, leaving chaos behind him wherever he went, and apparently Eva was the only one who could keep up with him.

"Eva minkjære, have you ever stopped to consider how you have enchanted me?" Loki asked one day as they worked in their garden together.

Eva raised an eyebrow, and wiped her forehead, surprised by the sudden question, "You find me enchanting?" she asked as she gestured to the dirt in her face. "Looking like this?"

Loki stepped closer to her, "I mean it, minkjære. In the most literal sense. You have cast a spell over me, and I am hopelessly bewitched by the power you hold over me."

Eva laughed, "What makes you think that?"

He smiled, "It is simple, my love. I cannot get enough of you, and every time my eyes behold you, I become all the more entranced. Your unparalleled beauty, your razor sharp wit, and your intelligence are all more than I know how to handle."

Warmth spread throughout Eva, "I never dreamed I would be able to enchant such a notorious trickster."

"And I never dreamed I would fall in love with a woman of Midgard. But I have, and I never ever want to be freed from your spell, minkjære. My heart would stop beating if I ever am. Be mine forever?"

Eva looked into his eyes, "Of course, minkjærlighet. Of course, I will! My heart stop beating too if I were to lose you!"

A bird's nearby call shattered the moment, and Loki said, "Come, we have worked enough for today." He held out a hand towards her.

Eva considered arguing for a moment, then took his hand with her hand covered one, and together they returned to the inside of their cottage.

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Loki had never expected to ever visit Earth in way that wasn't a brief visit to the planet — not after what he did to their city of New York. It did not matter that twenty of their years had gone by or that he himself had spent many of those years imprisoned on Asgard by Odin's orders. Although he'd set foot on the world many times since, those visits had always been fleeting and he knew they must remain always so.

So when he spends two weeks on Midgard, exploring one of its countries with his wife, he cannot help but feel the wonder of being on Earth each and every moment he shared with Eva. They'd been married almost three years when she asked him if it would be possible for them to have a honeymoon together on Earth in England. At first, he'd said no it would be impossible but then he had talked with Frigga about how he could use his limited magic to bring it about.

Frigga had agreed to help him, and after long talks with Odin, the visit on Earth with granted. Loki would be free to disguise himself to those on Midgard, but only if he agreed to allow Heimdall to watch him at all times. At first that seemed an invasion of privacy, but Heimdall swore an oath he would honor Loki's privacy when it came to certain matters.

Now, on this day in the middle of their two week honeymoon in the country of England, they found themselves strolling in the lush, vibrant green countryside. The landscapes were breathtaking he had to admit, and the quaint stone cottages fascinated not only him but Eva. On this day, Eva wanted to see the ruins of an old castle.

As they neared the castle, the air was thick with an air of mystery. Moss covered the walls, and the remnants of the castle's once strong towers stood as testaments of a forgotten era. The sun's fading light filtered through the trees, casting an ethereal glow on the ruins.

Eva, so adventurous and inquisitive like her father, turned to Loki with a playful gleam in her eyes, "I've heard the local says this is a haunted place. Do you believe in ghosts?"

Loki regarded her with a smirk, his eyes twinkling as he answered her, "Oh, my dear Eva, it's a mere matter of perception when it comes to ghosts. As a trickster and conjurer or magic, I've encountered much supernatural phenomena, but ghosts... well I suppose they have their own elusive charm."

Understanding her husband's ever-curious nature, she smiled. She took a hold of his hand, and then led him deeper into the ruins of the castle, with its forgotten grandeur. The wind whistled through the cracks, bearing on it echoes of the past.

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"Sigyn, sweetheart, are you all packed up?" Pepper asked as she entered her granddaughter's room.

"Almost, Gam Gam!" the little girl answered her.

Pepper paused when she caught sight of Sigyn's fiery red hair, its vibrant hue lighting up the room.

She was so focused on pushing something into one of the knapsacks that had accompanied her from Asgard two weeks ago, and she hadn't noticed her grandmother entered the room. This allowed Pepper to observe silently.

She's so much like Eva when she was that age!, she thinks as she watches her granddaughter. Sigyn stuck out her tongue in concentration, just as her mother used to when faced with a challenging task. Pepper couldn't help but smile, reminded of her daughter's playful spirit. Eva lives on this little wonder she made with Loki....

"Gam Gam?"

Pepper blinked and realized that Sigyn had stopped what she was doing.

"What's wrong, Gam Gam?" Sigyn asked, sliding off the bed, and coming over to her.

She brushed aside a lock of the little girl's hair, and forced a smile, "Nothing, sweetie."

"You sure, Gam Gam? You look sad."

"I do?"

"Yeah."

Pepper's heart sank, a pang of longing washing over her as memories of her daughter flooded her mind. She forced a smile, not wanting to burden Sigyn with her sorrow. She wrapped her arms around the little girl. "I guess I am just a little sad. You look so much like your Mommy when she was your age that I started to think about her, and thinking about her made me miss her."

"Oh."

"Yeah."

Grandmother and granddaughter stay that way for a moment or two before Sigyn wiggles out of Pepper's arms, and returned to the bed. The moment has passed, and Pepper shook off the residual feelings before she walked over to the bed where Sigyn has resumed her struggle.

"Here, sweetie, let me help you with that," Pepper said, pulling the knapsack over, "What's all this you're trying to put back in here?"

Sigyn watched as her grandmother pulled out the contents of her bag, "It's all the new things you and Pop Pop have given me while I've been here on Mid... Earth! I want to take it back to Asgard with me!"

"Oh, I see," her grandmother responded with amusement, "Well, let's see if I can't help you get it all packed so it'll fit. Okay?"

"Okay."

Pulling out the contents of the bag, she placed the items on the bed. Despite the difficulty of getting them packed, they'd only gifted the little girl with a few items. They had known she would want to take them back to Asgard with her when her father arrived to take her back home, and they didn't want to over do things. Mostly what they'd given her were some books, three games, and a few toys that Pepper doubted could be found on Asgard. The packing of Sigyn's knapsack went more smoothly with Pepper's experience of packing luggage, and soon there were only two items left on the bed.

"These too, Gam Gam! I want to take these with me too!" the girl proclaimed, holding up the items.

What she was holding up were two long red gloves that had been decorated by a child to resemble Iron Man's gauntlets. They were kinda faded, and the frayed around the edges, and Pepper had been sure Sigyn would even want them before she had presented them to her granddaughter.

She took one from the child, and asked, "Are you sure you want to take them to Asgard, Siggy? I mean they're a bit faded and don't look all that Asgardian."

Sigyn would not be discouraged, "No, they don't, Gam Gam, but that's why I like them. But I want them because they were Mommy's and you said I could have them."

Ah, there was the real reason Pepper didn't want to pack them to be taken away with her granddaughter. The two Iron Man gloves had belonged to her own little girl once upon a time. Eva had spent hours playing with her brother and cousins, insisting that she was Iron Man when they said she couldn't be because she was a girl!

"Gam Gam? Please can I take them with me, Gam Gam? So I can have something with me that was my Mommy's?" Sigyn begged.

Pepper swallowed, took a deep breath, and nodded, "Of course, you can take them. Just promise me that you'll be careful with them and look after them."

"I will, Gam Gam, I promise."

After one last look at them, Pepper folded the gloves and placed them into the knapsack.

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"Are you ready to go, Sigyn?" Loki asked as he stops outside the closed door of his daughter's room.

"Almost, Father!" Her muffled voice responded.

"Darling, what are you doing?" He asked after hearing a series of slamming going on.

"Nothing!"

"If you are doing nothing, snowflake, then pray why am I hearing such—" The rest of his inquiry was cut off when his daughter's scream was followed by the sound of something of a fair size hitting the floor.

Upon hearing the crash, Loki quickly turned the doorknob and pushed open the door. The scene before him was a whirlwind of chaos. Clothes lay strewn across the floor like a colorful tapestry, with his daughter at the heart of it, half covered with more of her garments.

His eyes widened in disbelief as he took in the disarray even as amusement tugged at the corners of his mouth. Since her head was covered by one of her cloaks, he crossed the room, and lifted it from her face, "Sigyn, what happened here?"

"I...I.." the little girl, then dropped her head.

"You were trying to fetch something off of the top shelf of your wardrobe again, weren't you," He stated without asking.

"Yes, Father, I was," she murmured quietly.

"Stand up please."

His daughter got to her feet.

"What have we discussed about this, Sigyn?" he asked solemnly.

"That... that I'm not to climb on the shelves in my wardrobe because it's dangerous. They could break or I could lose my grip and fall and get hurt," she answered still looking down.

Loki lifts her chin up, and looks her in the eye, "Yes, you mayhap be hurt if either should happen. I do not want you to ever do it again, Sigyn. You are to ask me to help you if there is something that you want and cannot reach. Do you understand me?"

"Yes, sir."

"Good. Now, as for the matter of your disobedience in this, your punishment shall be for you to muck out, on your own, Drifa's stall for an entire week after we return from Høstgudstjeneste. Do you understand this, Sigyn"

Her eyes are bright with tears as she nodded her head, "Yes, sir."

He allowed the decree to sink in for another moment, then he asked, "Now tell please me what you were trying to find when this happened?" He waved his hand over the mess in the room.

"I was trying to find the gloves Gam Gam gave me on Midgard. I want to take them with me."

Ah, the gloves her grandmother the Midgard woman had given her. Sigyn had told him the story of them belonging to her own mother when she was a child the first time he'd seen her playing with them on. He certainly approved her of her having anything that once belonged to his beloved wife, but the fact they were made to resemble the gauntlets of his once enemy were a bit much.

"I am sorry, snowflake, but you will have to leave them here," Loki informed her.

Her lips turned down in a frown, "But why, Father?"

"Well for one thing, you do not know where they are at this moment do you?"

"No, Father."

"Then there is your reason why. Now, come let us—"

"But I want to wear them to the Gratitude Ball, Father!" Sigyn said, crossing her arms, and stomping her foot.

Loki frowned at her now as she was close to a tantrum, and in the most serious tone he replied to her, "Sigyn, I have told you that we do not have time for you to look for them. If you wanted to take them with us, you should have located them before the day and hour of our departure. Now, come with me outside to await our ride to the city."

She opened her mouth.

He held up a finger, "Not another word, Sigyn, or you will be mucking out Drifa's stall for two weeks. Am I understood?"

Sigyn clearly was not happy, but she nodded her understanding.

"Alright, please pick up your bag of the other things you wish to take with you, and let us depart." The mess of her room would have to wait until they came home to be picked up.

With that, father and daughter stepped out of their cottage home to await the skiff that was to take them to the Palace. Loki tried talking with his daughter as they waited, but Sigyn was more interested in moping over her favorite gloves. After they were waiting more than ten minutes, Loki almost gave in and told her she could go look once more for them as he hated to see her unhappy. But he kept his silence as he knew it was better not to let her have her way. He also knew after they were departed for the city, her spirits would brighten, and by the time the' reached their destination, she would be the easygoing child she had always had been.

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Once upon a time, in the realm of Asgard, a young and curious Sigyn, one day when she was supposed to be studying. approached her father with wide eyes and an eager smile. She held a picture book of enchanted tales in her small hands, she said excitedly, "Father, I want a magic wand! I want to do magic just like Grandmother and you!"

Loki knelt down to so he was at Sigyn's level, his eyes sparkling with both amusement and love. He gently brushed aside a stray strand of her red hair then said, "Oh, my dear Sigyn, why would you want a silly, old thing like a magic wand?"

"I told you, Father! I want a magic wand so I can do magic like you and Grandmother do! And this book says if you want to do magic, you've gotta have a wand!" Sigyn explained solemnly. 

Loki felt his heart melting all over at his daughter's precious  innocence, and for a moment, he considered just giving in to what she wanted without argument. But he knows there is really no value to the magic wand she's requested, so he shook his head, "No, my little snowflake, there won't be a magic wand for you."

Sigyn's face crumbled, and she huffed, "But why, Father?"

"Because," Loki began, "I know the idea of a magic wand and of everything that it is supposed to allow you to do is enchanting, but such a thing is false. The reason it is alse, my little snowflake, and why it is false is this: Magic is not something found in objects like a wand made of wood or metal. No, my dear, the place where magic comes from is found within you."

"In me?" she said, puzzlement all over her little face.

"Yes, you," Loki confirmed, kissing her cheek.

"But how, Father? How can I have magic inside of me? I can't do anything special like you or Grandmother!"

He gave him a warm smile, and took her hands into his own, "Oh, my little snowflake, magic is not just about conjuring tricks or illusions. Instead, magic is out the energy that is a very part of our being. It's the way we think and feel and create! It's found in the love we give to others, and in our hearts dearest dreams.

Loki smiled warmly and took Sigyn's hands in his own. "Magic is not just about conjuring tricks and illusions, my little one. It is about the energy that flows through our very beings. It's in the way we think, feel, and create. It's in the kindness we show to others, the love we share, and the dreams we hold dear."

Sigyn's brow was furrowed as she tried to understand what her father's words meant, "So, I have magic inside of me because I love you, and Grandmother, and Uncle Thor, Uncle Heimdall, and Auntie Sif and Uncles Fandral, Hogun, and Volstagg? Oh, and Grandfather too although he's terribly grumpy most of the time?

Loki chuckled, heart almost bursting with pride, "Yes, precisely, my precious snowflake! Magic is found in your heart and in the joy you bring to all of those who love you. It is the happiness you find in helping others, and the wonder you find in the simple things. With all this, you have the power to create your own magic."

Sigyn thought for a moment, biting her bottom lip as her mother used to do, then she said, "I don't really need a wand to make magic, do I?"

"No, my love, you are magic itself. Be who you are, and you'll find boundless wonders within your heart.

Loki nodded, his eyes filled with pride. "Exactly, my precious Sigyn. Magic is in your heart. It's the joy you bring to those around you, the happiness you feel when you help someone, and the wonder you find in the simplest of things. You have the power to create your own magic, just like your grandmother and I."

Sigyn's eyes sparkled with newfound understanding and excitement. "So, I don't need a wand to do magic?"

Loki chuckled softly. "No, my dear. You are magic itself. Embrace who you are, and you'll discover endless wonders within."

She threw her arms around his neck, and exclaimed, "Thank you, Father! I don't need a wand because I have my own magic within!"

He hugged her back, murmuring, "You do indeed, my little snowflake. You do indeed!"

Sigyn beamed, her small hand reaching out to touch her father's cheek. "Thank you, Father. I understand now. I'll find my own magic within me!"

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