I am being forced into an arranged marriage, Odin and the king of Vanaheim decided to make a truce and marry off their children. Me, and them… I’m angry… I hate this…Why couldn’t have Thor been the one to get married off…? But then they start to walk down the aisle, they are beautiful but I shake it off and ignore it. After the ceremony and we gently kiss, a tiny flutter starts in my heart. We walk away and go to the ball where we sit next to each other reviving praise for our marriage.