Iris sat back in her chair and tried to absorb everything Sif was telling her. Not that Sif didn't love Thor, that wasn't a stretch or a surprise. It was rare in Greece for a marriage to be for love, even for gods. Marriages were contracts, bargains and used for things like political strategy. Love was just a happy addition if it happened. If someone was able to marry for love, well, that was just pure luck. She assumed it was the same way in the Norse world and so was not surprised that Sif didn't love Thor. Iris loved Zephyrus, but that was a special instance that had required Hera's blessing and it seemed she was feeling generous at the time.
What was surprising was that Sif didn't care if Thor ever forgave her. That she didn't care if she ever saw him again. What the hell was happening in Asgard? Though Sif's opinion made sense as she continued speaking: a mob, Loki caught by Thor in a net -which sort of sounded like the Norse version of the Ares/Aphrodite net thing, his sons were killed and he was tied up in a cave. And then...
Wait. Iris was lost. Why was this so terrible? Loki was being punished, but was that only for having had an affair with Thor's wife? That seemed a little extreme. The Rainbow took a drink of the wine she had brought. A long, steady drink that drained a good portion of her cup. “Let me see if I understand. Loki told people that you and he had an affair. Thor got mad and then a mob killed his sons and tied him in a cave to suffer his punishment until his death? Am I understanding this correctly?” It seemed really extreme if that was Loki's only crime.
Well, it probably wasn't Loki's only crime. Iris heard about his reputation, both as a trickster and womanizer. Imprisionment was harsh, sure, but there were far worse fates a god could have. The Rainbow Messenger's own sister had her wings tore off before she was cast into Tartarus. Her twin sister.