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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Graphic_Depictions_Of_Violence, Major_Character_Death, Rape/Non-Con,
      Underage
  Category:
      F/F, F/M, M/M, Multi
  Fandom:
      The_Avengers_(Marvel_Movies), The_Avengers_(Marvel)_-_All_Media_Types,
      Thor_-_All_Media_Types, Thor_(Movies), Marvel_Cinematic_Universe, Marvel
      616, Marvel_(Comics)
  Relationship:
      Loki/Sigyn_(Marvel), Sigyn/Theoric_(Marvel), Byleistr/Sigyn_(Marvel),
      Sif/Thor_(Marvel), Sigyn/Thor_(Marvel), Frigga/Odin, Fárbauti/Laufey
  Character:
      Farbauti_(Marvel), Byleistr_(Marvel), Odin_(Marvel), Laufey, Frigga_
      (Marvel), Thor_(Marvel), Sif_(Marvel), Sigyn_(Marvel), Theoric_(Marvel),
      Loki_(Marvel), Helblindi_(Marvel), Sleipnir_(Marvel)
  Additional Tags:
      Fem!Helblindi, Dream_Sex, Wet_Dream, Smut, Fluff_and_Angst, Fluff,
      Alternate_Universe, Arranged_Marriage, sorta_-_Freeform, mwahahahaha,
      Angst, Loki_Loves_Sigyn, Sigyn_loves_Loki, but_they're_not_going_to_be
      together_if_byleistr_gets_his_way, helblindi's_a_girl_in_this, because_I
      say_so, sigyn_is_getting_shipped_with_everyone, i'm_such_a_shipwhore_with
      her
  Series:
      Part 1 of Asgard's_Whore
  Stats:
      Published: 2015-09-09 Updated: 2015-09-14 Chapters: 3/? Words: 1971
****** A Midsummer's Night Dream on Asgard ******
by Sigyn_Waylanddottir
Summary
     AU where instead of Laufey insisting on a fight, Odin and Laufey go
     to talk about a truce for their realms and Laufey’s counsel consists
     of Býleistr and Helblindi and Odin’s counsel is Loki and Frigga and
     while Býleistr is wandering the palace, he sees Sigyn and Theoric who
     are talking about their engagement and Býleistr decides that he wants
     the little blonde who talks to her betrothed as though he is a friend
     and eyes the stolen Jotar prince with secret desire because he wants
     to cause trouble and so he convinces Laufey that the way to make
     peace is to wed a Jotar and a Asgard and Býleistr, being the eldest
     son would take the duty. And since the All-Father has no daughters of
     his own, why not the girl they care for, the Lady Sigyn? And Sigyn
     agrees because she can’t say deny the All-Father but Theoric is ready
     to kill Býleistr and Loki’s just furious and so angry with his true
     brother and Býleistr‘s just enjoying the way that Loki is trying to
     hide his feelings for Sigyn and Sigyn’s hiding her feelings for Loki
     because she has to, she’s married to his brother and… So much angst
     and feels and fluff and Býleistr being a cocky dickhead and… Yas.
***** An Almost War *****
"Allfather. You look weary..." Laufey purred as he took a step towards Odin, a
smirk playing on his midnight blue lips.

"End this now." Odin demanded angrily, not in the mood to play with the Jotar
and his little games.

"Your boy sought this out..." The frostgiant sneered, smirk turning into a
sneer as he glared at the Asgardian king and pulled his shoulders back, showing
he didn't want to back down.

"You're right." The Allfather stated simply causing the blue-skinned king to
stumble backwards, surprised by the fact the great and powerful Odin had just
declared Laufey right.
"Thse are the actions of a boy," Odin continued. "Treat them as such. You and I
can end this, here and now before there's further bloodshed." He was weary, so
close to the allsleep and any fight with Jotunheim would no doubt cause him to
fail faster.

Laufey's lips pulled back as he went to tell Odin exactly how much Asgardian
blood would be shed when another Jotar stepped forward and shook their head.
There was to be no more fighting. It was time to make peace between the two
realms. Now.

"Perhaps the treaty should be renewed then..." Laufey's red eyes flickered as
his gaze landed on Thor. "I will assemble a small council of Jotun and we will
talk of peace in Asgard. Many of my people have been slaughtered, land
destroyed. It needs to be rebuilt."

"Agreed." Odin declared and the two kings met, grasping each other's forearm
and shaking before Odin inhaled sharply. "Your council will be brought to
Asgard by tomorrow so you may spend today mourning those you have lost."

"That is reasonable." Laufey replied, a haughty air to his tone before turning
his back to the Asgardians and heading off to his palace; the other Jotun
following him.

When the last of the blue-skinned was gone, Odin gave a shout and the Bifrost
surrounded him, Thor, Loki, Sif and the Warriors Three; bringing them back to
Asgard.

Heimdall said nothing when they returned, only bowing his head to the king who
strode past his two sons without a single word or look.

Loki pursed his lips together before clearing his throat. "I shall go talk to
him... The council will need to be carefully chosen."
Before anyone else could say something, he disappeared from sight.
***** I'll Keep My Love Secret *****
Chapter Summary
     It's the day of the council meeting and Loki runs into Sigyn, the
     maiden betrothed to one of Odin's Crimson Hawks and the girl who
     rules Loki's head and heart. The only question is does she wish to be
     ruled?
Chapter Notes
See the end of the chapter for notes
Sigyn was in the hallway of the palace, attempting to clean the floor when Loki
walked by. He nearly walked past her before noticing the almost white hair and
halting in front of her; clicking his heels together.
"Ahem." Loki murmured softly.

The girl was startled, almost knocking over the wooden bucket of water in her
haste to stand up in the presence of the prince. There was a beautiful red
flush in her cheeks that made Loki smirk and narrow his eyes. "And what are you
doing, exactly?"

"I-I'm helping the servants clean the hallways, m'Lord..." Sigyn bowed her head
before staring up at him and looking so innocent with her big, blue eyes. "For
the Jotuns coming today. The Allfather has declared that the entire palace is
to be cleaned from inside and outside before they arrive. I only wished to
help..."

"So you thought the best way to help was to kill one of Odin's sons by not
cleaning up this water? The whole hallway is turning into a river." Loki raised
an eyebrow, looking at the girl and scowling at her attire. She was a maiden
and yet the gown she was wearing; Loki could give the knot gathered on her
waist one tug and the entire garment would fall to her feet. She'd be bare as a
newborn babe in front of him.

"Sire?"

Sigyn's voice pierced through his thoughts and Loki realized that he had
started raising his hand towards her waist. "What?" He snarled, more angry at
himself than her.

"I was only wondering if you were all right, your highness..." Sigyn smiled and
lowered her gaze. "I would hate for you to lose your wits before the council
meeting."

"Yes, yes." He muttered, taking advantage of her avoidance to look at her face;
so sweet. "Just clean up this mess of a hallway. And stop talking to the
ground. I am the prince, you will look at me."

"Of course, your grace." Sigyn grinned widely, revealing her perfectly straight
teeth and making Loki curse inwardly. There wasn't a single flaw with her.
Every time they met, he hoped something would happen to her; something to marr
her appearance so he wouldn't be left wanting what he couldn't have."

"And stop dressing like a Vanaheim harlot. You're to be married soon. What will
he think when he finds out you dress as though you intend to service every man
who offers you a shilling?" Loki added, hoping to wipe the smile off her face
and remind himself that this was the point of him convincing Odin to have Loki
on the council. Impress Odin by making peace with Jotunheim and have Asgard end
up with the better deal so that Odin would be willing to give Loki what he
wanted: the maiden Sigyn.

The maiden Sigyn who looked like she was just struck in the face and ready to
burst into tears.

"So the rumors are true than... You have to pay to have a woman warm your bed!"
She shouted before running away from the trickster; platinum blonde locks
flying behind her as sobs echoed throughout the hallway.

Loki sighed, rubbing his face as he watched the maiden run before looking
around the hallway and snapping his fingers; the water disappearing and the
floor sparkling. There was no reason for Sigyn to be punished for not doing a
job because Loki had stopped her. She would understand when she was no longer
betrothed to the brute, Theoric, that Loki was doing this to ensure that she
ended up with a man who truly would care about her. Sigyn would come around.
She was too kind a person not to.

With a deep breath, the prince of Asgard pulled his shoulders back and strode
to Odin's war chambers; ready to ensure that he would leave with the maiden
Sigyn as his betrothed.
Chapter End Notes
     I apologize if my portrayal of Loki is a bit OOC, it's my first time
     writing as him. I also have no beta reader so there may be some
     errors in this. However, I am looking for a beta-reader so... That
     would be great.
***** Garden of Temptation *****
Chapter Notes
See the end of the chapter for notes
The council meeting was dull as Bý had expected: the two kings not wanting to
give up what they had and both having perfect explanations as to why they
should get what they wanted as though they had practised. At least that was the
case with Laufey who had spent the day going over the treaty and coming up with
a reason for everything to be given to the Jotar. Bý had to admit that his
father did have a way with words and had it been anyone else in the council,
perhaps they would have fallen for the carefully crafted speeches.
But the Asgardians seemed to be immune to the way which the blue-skinned king
spoke, instead the smaller of them talking back to Laufey with the same manner
and style. The meeting seemed to have no end in sight and once more, both kings
launched into slights; imagined or not when Bý stood up and held his hands
behind his back.

"I think that, perhaps we have been in thisroom
 far too long. It could do well for all of us if we each took a half-hour to
ourselves before resuming?" He suggested, far too uninterested in hearing more
of the petty squabbles. Helblindi had outright refused to accompany their
father to Asgard until Býoffered to come and with the amount of tension in the
council room; Bý wished he would never had brought up the idea of coming here.
Besides, it had been far too long since he had eaten and if he didn't get
something soon, neither council was going to like him.

"That is a marvelous idea, Prince Býleistr. I
agree
, this chamber has gotten far too stuffy and a half-hour would air out nicely."
The All-Mother, Frida or something stated as she rose and bowed her head. "We
will meet here after the time has passed." With a swish! of her gown, she left
through a small door that Bý hadn't even noticed and didn't care about. He just
needed to get out of there so he gave a curt nod and grunted he'd be back
before striding out of the main doors.
There had been a garden a few hallways down that he had noticed when they
arrived and were escorted to the room; food had to be there and it'd give him a
bit of time to himself, away from Helblindi so he headed there.

Bý noted how little people there were as he made his way to the garden, down a
hallway before taking a left and heading down another hallway. He passed no one
yet for a palace so big, he had expected there to be several servants to be
strolling around on their way to do their duties but there were none. Good,
that meant there was a better chance of him being undisturbed. Another right
and there was the garden; a large apple tree near the centre. Bý grinned and
made a beeline for it before he took
note
 that the garden wasn't empty and he retreated to an alcove to wait for them to
leave. They seemed to be in a deep discussion and Bý smirked, eavesdropping on
what they were saying. He always enjoyed having an upper-hand on someone; no
matter who they were.

The smaller one was a maiden who looked like she had only just recently left
childhood with her platinum curls and unusually large blue eyes that were
sparkling with tears. The other was a man, no doubt a warrior and with the red
mark that stood out on his bulging muscles, Bý figured he was a member of
Odin's Crimson Hawks; the All-Father's elite group of fighters. He had black
hair that was pulled back into a ponytail and a beard twice as long. The two
were holding hands and the maiden was crying softly. Bý strained forward to
hear her.

"I did everything I could but... It was too late. She did not survive, nor did
her child." Her voice was sweet, like honey, even through the tears. "Theoric,
I-I do not know if I can handle watching something like that again."

Theoric... Bý's eyebrows lifted a bit in surprise. He had heard of the warrior.
A brute known for being able to kill anything with his bare hands. Yet he
seemed to be little less tame than a pet dog with the girl.

"My beloved Sigyn... Do not worry. Our children will
be_healthy
 and strong; they have me as a father. And they will be as gentle and kind as
their mother. You forget, my love, that our union is blessed. We will have
children by the dozen when we are wed." Theoric reached up and cupped Sigyn's
face with one of his hands; so big it nearly covered the entire side of her
head. He pressed his lips against her head. "It is what we desire."
"Right... Of course." Sigyn murmured, looking down at her lap when he kissed
her brow and flushing. It seemed to Bý, that the maiden was scared of
childbirth and her betrothed didn't seem to care. He just wanted to have kids.
How very amusing.

"Now, I must return totraining." Theoric spoke loudly, standing and pulling the
little blonde up with him. It was almost comical to see them standing together.
Sigyn was small and Theoric towered over her. Her head didn't even reach his
shoulders and Bý wanted to laugh at the comparison but he kept quiet, watching
as the man left the girl. Oh how Bý would have fun...
Chapter End Notes
     So, personally, I've always seen Emilia Clarke when she portrays
     Daenerys Targaryen as Sigyn because when you first see Dany, she's
     shy and weak but she shows that she has a fire in her belly and she
     is not a little doll to be played with and I just see that as Sigyn
     so if you're trying to picture her, just think of Daenerys.
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