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air. “I am Sigyn, daughter of Freya.”
    “And daughter of?”
    She knew he awaited her sire’s name. Lineage was important in Asgard and especially important for the Aesir, the highest of the gods. But she had no name to give him.
    “Magic,” she said.
    “Ah.” His voice was rich with interest and she couldn’t help but preen a bit even as she flushed with embarrassment at not having a godly father. “So you are Freya’s Vala. Daughter of the high goddess and magic. A sorceress. I’m sure there are those among the other gods who don’t like that.”
    “I am a demigod. A Vala,” she said, confirming the name for the sorceress race created by Freya and her affair with magic. Sigyn was the first Vala. Perhaps the last, for her mother had not yet made another. She waited to see how Sigyn fared.
    It was rather a lot of pressure.
    Loki stepped closer and she swore she could feel the warmth of him though he remained a foot away. Her breath caught at the interest in his eyes.
    “Why did you follow me out here?” he asked. There was perplexity in his voice. It was almost as if he couldn’t understand that another might be interested in him past being annoyed at his devilry. That another might care for him.  
    Not that she did, of course. And she was probably inventing all this in her mind.
    But she was certainly interested. Back in the hall when she’d nearly dropped the platter of stag, Baldr’s rudeness hadn’t been unexpected. But Loki’s defense of her had been.  
    And the way he spoke his mind around the other gods…
    “Well?” he asked.
    “How do you dare challenge the other gods like you do? The things you say!” She could hear the awe in her voice and it embarrassed her, but she couldn’t help it.
    “You like that, do you?” He grinned.
    “Yes.” She nodded. “I wish I could speak half my mind to them as you do. I’d love to challenge them, instead of being scenery that occasionally incites annoyance and rudeness.”
    “Why don’t you?”
    An illicit thrill at the idea of stepping forward and speaking her mind shot through her. Just as soon, it was stabbed through by fear. “ Never. I want to be a god. Without their approval, it could never be. No matter how accomplished in seidr I become, without their approval, I stay as I am.”
    “Even though worthless bastards like Baldr treat you like you’re nothing?”
    “Especially so. If I ascend the ranks and take my rightful place, he can no longer do so. I can finally speak my mind.”
    “I see. You are unique,” he said. “Partially of this world and yet not. But you see the world so clearly.”
    He spoke of her status as a demigod. Welcomed in Aesir, but not quite accepted. At least not until she finished her training and Freya raised her to full godly status. She pushed through her nerves to speak. “As do you.”
    He grinned and the sight tightened something in her chest. He was too beautiful. Dark hair that swept back from his forehead and fell to his collar, dark eyes that watched her with too much interest, and a smile that could steal all her good sense. Perhaps had already stolen it.
    And this conversation…
    She’d never had anything like it before.
    She liked talking to him. And she liked the way he looked at her.
    “Why do you look at me that way?” she asked. “You’ve been looking at me like this all week long. Ever since you came to Aesir.”
    “I think you know why I look at you as I do.” He reached up and gently brushed her hair back from her neck.
    She shivered at the heat of his rough fingers.
    “Because I’m an outsider like you are.” She didn’t like the words that left her throat, but she liked what he was doing, gently brushing his fingers upon the side of her neck.
    “That’s why I’m not cruel to you as the other gods are,” he said, and stepped closer until he towered over her. Her breath came faster as an unfamiliar pleasure raced through her. “It’s not why I look at you like I