Verdandi stared at Loki her orange eyes sparkling.

"What?" Loki asked softly.

"She is your soul mate your other half. You must be together." She replied studying the young prince's shocked face. 

"But... what about Theoric." He asked. 

"Loki of Asgard you are not one to let things stand in your way." Verdandi replied with a frown. 

"Why are you telling me this?" Loki asked. 

"I can see that you care for her... She must be protected."

"Why me... Why her?"

"I can only tell you, that failure to save her could... cause Ragnarok." 

Loki gaped like a fish.

"But you must do what you feel called to do. Do not ignore your instinct." She replied forcefully. 

"I do not want this responsibility."

"It is not your decision. Take care of her god of mischief." She ordered, her orange eyes aflame. 

~~~~~

The door creaked on the hinges as it was pushed open, and the Völva waved her hand making the life lines invisible again. 

"Okay the berries are in the jars and everything is all cleared up!" Sigyn smiled, walking into the room.

Loki's bright eyes were drawn to Sigyn instantly as she entered the room. With the empty basket on her hip. 

"Wonderful thank you dear... now if you children don't mind I have things to be getting back to."

"Of course wise one." Sigyn smiled. 

Loki stood up suddenly and walked over to Sigyn.

"Shall we?" Loki asked blankly as he extended her his hand.

"I suppose we shall. Thank you again Verdandi, fare well!" She smiled slightly as Loki pulled her toward the village.

They walked on in silence for a moment.

"Are you alright?"

Loki turned his pale face toward her.

"Sorry what?"

She laughed lightly. "I said are you alright?"

He turned to her a darkness spreading through his eyes.

"No. But I will be." He replied, grabbing her arm as he continued to lead them back toward her homestead.

Sigyn's eyes widened and she stopped moving, wrenching her arm free. 

"Loki!" She exclaimed. 

"What?!"

"I don't need you protecting me. I can walk just fine on my own." She glared.

Loki scoffed at her, shaking his head.

"Let me help you, you headstrong woman!" He sighed, reaching for her arm again.

"Touch me again and you will regret it." Sigyn said her hand dangerously close to the knife in her apron.

Loki held his hands up to her as a show of submission. She spun on her heel her face red as she stomped into the village. 

He shook his head at her retreating back, he just knew, Sigyn would be a handful.