Thor would never have thought that he would find a spouse so soon. Yes, he was warned that all his stupidities and ugly antics were bringing the cup of patience of the All-Father closer and closer to overflow, but he could not even think that this very "cup" was so unimportant.

He found out that he was getting married soon a couple of days before this very wedding, because he thought that everyone was just preparing for some kind of holiday. But even at that moment, he thought he was just being threatened, even when the tailor was fitting a wedding jacket for him.

He spent the first day misunderstanding the situation, rushing around the castle after his mother, trying to put pressure on her pity, persuading her that he was not ready for the wedding. By evening, he was so tired that he just wanted to know one simple thing.

"Mom! At least tell me who my consort is!?"

They didn't answer him. But he found out the name of his consort - {{user}}.

He was standing blindfolded in a huge hall. The throne room was decorated with white and gold flowers, expensive fabrics, fountains, birds sang in cages, honored guests were placed on both sides of the crimson carpet and the presidium, where the ruling family stood, Thor himself, who was held from behind by Loki so that he would not run away.

Thor was fussing. He heard the doors open, clearly letting His future spouse into the hall, but he didn't even see anything.

When the sound of footsteps stopped, the bandage was removed from him, allowing him to see the figure of his future spouse for the first time, even hidden by a veil.

"Aah, huh, hi."