Chapter 2: The Coronation

"Wow!" "It's so pretty!" "Who knew he could pick something so nice?" These were the basics of the conversation held in the lounge area of Celestrials' parents' home. Her two sisters and her mother were fawning over her new engagement ring. It was unique. The band was gold, with silver braided in all along the sides. In the middle, was a bright smooth finished ruby. On either side of this gem, was a small even smoother and smaller ruby. The whole thing seemed to glow in the light. Thor had picked it out himself, and it was a perfect match to the butterfly neckalce Anja had given her oldest daughter a long time ago. Her dad however, stood in the corner in front of the fireplace, wondering where the time had gone. Just the other day she was a little girl getting scrapes and bruises from playing rough with the other children who lived nearby. Now, she was woman. He watched them from where he was, giggling and talking about things that did not matter to him. All of the women, except his Cel, looked the same. They all had dark brown hair, tanned skin, brown eyes, with thin figures. Then again, he was the one who had light hair, skin, and eyes. He was also a bit on the pudgy side, although his wife did not seem to mind. No matter what they looked like though, he loved every single one of them, so much, and was saddened by the fact that he would have to lose his eldest daughter. He quickly left the room for a moment to breathe.

His swift disappearance worried Anja, so she excused herself from her daughters and followed her husband towards their bed chambers. She called gently, "Jacob, darling?" "Yes my love?" came a response. She walked in and found him in his chair at his study. "Darling, what troubles you?" He lowered his head and sighed, "It's Cel. I am not sure if I will be able to let her go. I love her, and will miss her terribly." "My love," she cooed as she knelt down to face him, "She is ready. This is what we have raised her to do. She will be a good wife, a wonderful mother, and who knows, she may even become our Queen. I will miss her too love, but believe me when I say that she is ready."

Celestrial watched as her parents came out of their room holding hands and walking towards her. As they sat down, her father sadly said, "Cel, I am happy for you. When Prince Thor came to our home, I was afraid something terrible had happened. But I was relieved when he asked for your hand in marriage. I was not too excited then, and even now I am not sure how I truly feel about all this. However, it comforts me that your beloved is a prince. You will be well taken care of, and well treated. Also, as a plus, I can look forward to the day that I will bow to you as my queen. I am proud of you Cel." When he finished, everybody had tears in their eyes. Jumping up, she grabbed her father into the biggest hug they have ever shared. After a few moments, she stepped back and said softly, "Father, thank you. But just to let you know, you may be bowing to me sooner than you thought. Thor will be crowned King in just three days time. Our marriage is to be held the next day. I came home to tell you this, as well as to gather my things. I shall be staying in the palace so that the wedding can be planned. I would have told you sooner, but I did not know myself until just this morning. I love you, and I am sorry. I must go pack now." Tears streaming down her face, she ran to her room and shut the door. Slowly, she packed all of her belongings, and sadly hugged her family goodbye.

She had been escorted to the palace many times, so she knew the area where she would be staying until her wedding night. The first guestroom on the left, in the lower levels of the palace was the one picked out for her. The guard bowed, and left her to explore. It was a rather large room, with gray marble floors, light red walls, and a door that led to the washroom. She placed her lone bag on the full sized bed that was covered with red and golden sheets. Looking around, she saw a small vanity in the corner, a chestnut wardrobe, as well as a corner table with two chairs. Suddenly, she heard a loud knocking on the door. Pulling it open, she saw a beaming Thor. "Cellie! Glad you came so quickly! So, how do you like the room? I picked the colors myself. I figured you should be getting used to them since those are the colors our room will have." She smiled, "Thank you Thor, for every-" he cut her off with a kiss, then quickly said, "Do not thank me as of yet my love. We have much planning to do." At that, he left her, standing there, blushing, thinking about what was to come.

Three days had passed with no sign of Loki, and Celestrial did not know whether or not to take it as a bad thing, or a good thing. On the plus side, the wound she had managed to receive whilst falling down the palace stairs the other day had healed completely. She had a small scratch on her forehead, but the one that had required bandaging had been a gash on her right side. Even the nurses couldn't tell how she had gotten it, but they took care of it anyway. With her forehead clear, she started to get ready for today. Thor was to become king of Asgard. She wore a simple but elegant gown. It was a deep red in color, but soft to the touch. At the ends of her bell sleeves and bottem hem of the dress itself, golden threads had been sewn to create stunning swirls. Her curled hair was pulled up with a few loose strands refusing to stay in place. She let them fall while putting on her mothers' neckalce, as well as her engagement ring. Today her love will be king, and tomorrow, she will become his queen.

As she stepped out of her room, she could hear all of Asgard cheering. The streets were filled with people, excited to have new king, and soon, a queen. Celestrial stood on the stairs of the throne room between the Lady Sif and Lady Frigga. Beside Sif stood a mischeivous looking Loki, whom of which was avoiding glances with everybody. Across from them on the other side of the stairs stood the Warriors Three-Fandral, Volstagg, and Hogun. In the center of the room was a gold throne, of which King Odin, the All-Father was sitting on. Roars of excitement rolled throughout as Thor strutted towards Odin. He gave Cellie a quick wink before kneeling in front of the king. Odin slowly stood up, showing his old age. As his staff came down, the room quickly went silent so that every word could be heard by all. "Thor Odinson: My heir, my first-born, long entrusted with the mighty hammer Mjolnir..." For some reason, Celestrial could not focus on what was being said. Her thoughts kept shifting to Loki, who now looked as if he was in deep concentration. "I SWEAR!" She snapped back towards Thor who had finished his oath. This was it, he was about to become king, and tomorrow, she would be queen of Asgard. "Then on this day, I, Odin the All-Father, proclaim you…" He paused. Something was wrong. The king looked around, almost as if in disbelief, and quietly muttered, "Frost Giants.."

Author's Note: Sorry for the short chapter guys. Recovering from major surgery is a rough thing to do. Reviews/Faves/Follows = LOVE! Thanks guys! I'll have the next (longer) chapter up soon. :D