Loki's missing wife part 2 Loki and Sigyn

Part two:

Loki continued to sit quietly with his wife holding her hand, Thor left them alone at some point but the blue eyed mischief maker was unsure how long ago that had been now. As the day wore on and the evening settled over Asgard Frigg came into the room baring a tray of food for Loki, she addressed her son gently. “Thor told me Sigyn woke earlier.”

Loki looked up at his mother and replied in a quiet voice. “Yes, for a little.”

“I am glad to hear it, hopefully that means she will get better.”

“I hope so mother, I could not abide losing her.”

Gently the queen of the immortal Asgardian’s laid a comforting hand onto his shoulder before speaking to her son. “Maybe after this experience you will be more understanding others pain from now on Loki.”

“Yes I believe I will mother. Mother may I ask you something?”

“What is it my son?”

“Did you ever resent me because I was not your true son?” Loki asked her very sadly.

Frigg squeezed the shoulder she held and then spoke to him. “No Loki, I have always loved you, I could never have another child and I wanted one, you were that second son to me.”

“I love you mother and I’m sorry for everything.” The god said to her quietly but sincerely.

“I know you are sorry my son and I love you too. You should at least try to eat something.” The goddess said carefully handing him the tray which the food on it.

“I will mother.” The god said softly before he reluctantly released Sigyn’s hand so that he could take the tray from his mother. In silence, Loki watched his wife sleep and ate all of the dinner Frigg had given him and when he finished the blue eyed god looked to his mother for a moment and smiled slightly at her. “Thank you for the food.”

“You are welcome my son.” Frigg stood quietly beside her son in silence the queen of the gods looked down at his bruised and battered wife; she could see that there was a long way to go before Sigyn would be anywhere near well. It appeared she would have to talk to Odin, he needed to realise that the healing process of both husband and wife could not be rushed and that Loki was suffering enough watching Sigyn like this without Odin trying to force him away from her any earlier than was necessary. “Try to get some rest if you can Loki.”

The god nodded in answer to this suggestion but did not remove his gaze from his wife. Quietly the queen of Asgard took the tray from Loki and left him alone once again with Sigyn. Frigg went to talk to Odin, after much talking she convinced him to go to see the pair too and then make his own judgments on what he could see.

The king of the gods took the advice of his wife, quietly he entered the room, Odin instantly noticed that Loki was fast asleep in the chair by the bedside, holding one of his wife’s very thin hands in his own. The usually pale good of mischief was even paler than normal, the king of the gods turned his gaze onto the goddess in the bed and had to hold in the shocked gasp that wanted to escape him at the sight of her.

Odin knew Loki had to be punished for what he had done on Midgard but the one eyed god could not help but agree with his wife that seeing Sigyn like this and helping her to recover should be counted towards his punishment. He also knew Frigg was right this was going to take time for the goddess of faithfulness to recover from this and Odin would not and could not rush this or their parting. Quietly the king of the gods found a blanket he carefully covered over the slumbering Loki and then left them alone again. Odin couldn’t help but think it would be best to let the other god rest after all they could talk about his situation when the morning came.

Slowly Loki woke, as he did he became aware of a blanket over him, as well as eyes on him, the god of mischief blinked and turned his head to find Odin standing on the other side of the bed facing him. “Father, what is it?” He asked with a trace of concern to his voice.

“I wanted to talk to you. I can see that Thor and Frigg were right, your wife is very badly hurt my son. I will not force you to leave her when she so obviously needs you here with her.”

“I promised Thor I would only leave quietly when she was well again and I meant that.” Loki told him his blue eyes serious as he carefully moved the blanket off of him and onto the arm of the chair for the next night.

“I am sure you do. I have decided that seeing your wife like this will be extremely painful for you so her healing time can count towards your sentence.”

Loki’s eyes went to his wife and then to the hand he still held. “Thank you father, it hurts more than I can say to see Sigyn like this.”

“I am certain it does. Your brother has also spoken to me about his idea and I agree with him that if you show change Loki I will consider letting you go early but only into the care of your wife, do you understand?”

“I understand father. I take it he told you why I did what I did to?”

“Yes my son. Next time may I request you talk to us about what is wrong with you?”

“I shall try father.” The god of mischief said, meeting his father’s one eyed gaze, and with a satisfied nod that Loki was not up to anything bad at all Odin left him alone with his wife again.

As soon as his father was gone from the room Loki turned his attention back to Sigyn. He stroked his thumb gently over her knuckles and watched as the brown eyes opened slowly to look up at him. “Loki...” The lady smiled up at the god of mischief and at the sight of that smile the god felt joy spread through him.

“Good morning, my love.”

“Did you sleep in the chair all night?” Sigyn asked him softly.

“Yes, I didn’t want to hurt you because of all your injuries.”

“Loki I want to feel your warmth.”

“I know, but I shouldn’t get into the bed with you yet.”

“Does it sound odd to say this bed feels far too large without you in it with me?”

Loki let out a small chuckle. “No love it doesn’t. Normally I’d love to be sharing our bed with you, but I want to wait until those broken bones of yours have healed properly.”

“That sounds sensible, but it doesn’t mean I have to like it.” The goddess said folding her arms and pouting up at her husband. The god of mischief couldn’t help his laughter this time and Sigyn smiled up at him. “That’s better; I don’t like it when you’re sad it doesn’t suite you. I feel a little hungry Loki...” The goddess told him softly.

With a nod the god let go of her hand, he went to the bell pull to summon a servant. Once this was done the blue eyed immortal went back to his wife’s bedside, he had barely settled on the chair when a serving girl arrived, Loki turned to look at her from Sigyn’s be side. “My wife is feeling hungry Lilia, please would you go to the kitchens and ask the cook to prepare her something. I am sure the cook will know what will be best.”

“Of cause prince Loki.” Lilia answered politely before leaving the room to go about her allotted task. It did not take the young serving girl long to return with a tray on which sat a steaming bowl, in the meanwhile Loki had helped his wife to sit up and propped her against some pillows. Carefully Lilia placed the tray onto the bedside table near the god of mischief who shot her a grateful smile. “Thank you.”

“You are welcome.” The servant told him, Lilia gave the pair a polite curtsied before she turned and left the room quietly closing the door to the room behind her as she went.

Carefully Loki sat feeding his wife until it was all gone. “That tasted lovely and was very filling.” Sigyn said with a satisfied sigh.

“Good, I have to say you do look a little better today, less pale, most of the small cuts and bruises are gone now.” Loki told her smiling softly at his wife.

“That’s good, I miss my hair.”

“It will grow back in time.” Loki told her giving her hand a comforting squeeze.

“I know, it just feels odd it not being there.”

“I’m sure it does my wife.”

The lady let out a deep sigh. “Right this is making me sad, I think I need to talk about something else or try chess, though I’d be relying on you to move the pieces for me.”

“Let me set up the chess set then dear and we can play.” With the nod from Sigyn Loki brought the chess set, and a small table over to her bedside. Quickly the god of mischief sets the board up for a game. “You go first love.” Loki told her gently.

Very soon the two were playing a deeply involved game of chess, when they finished their game Sigyn lay back on the pillows looking tired and the god of mischief instantly noticed this. “You should rest my wife, you are clearly tired.”

“I hate being so tired all the time.”

“Being tired is fine Sigyn it shows you are healing, please rest love.”

With a happy smile for her husband the lady settled back on the pillows, her eyes close and the goddess is soon fast asleep. Quietly Loki carefully put the pieces back to their staring positions and then turns his attention back to his now sleeping wife a small caring smile turning up the edge of the gods lips.