A/N: The day is finally here, the wedding! Thank you so much for reading, reviewing and following, you are seriously the best. I love you all so dearly. Also, I always pictured Frigga as the sweetest mom ever and she loves his son no matter what. I like her a lot.
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Fran
She was not supposed to be nervous; she had to leave that job to a bride in love. Still she was pretty much freaking out. The dress hanging on the edge of her bed didn't help to calm her nerves either.
Domé bounced inside her room, equally eager as she was, possibly more. The nervousness Natasha felt increased as her maid helped her get ready.
She had tried the dress on only once, back then she thought it was beautiful, but right at this moment it took her breath away. Her hair was up in a messy ponytail and a crown of tiny white flowers was made for her to wear.
"You look lovely," Frigga spoke, walking into the room and towards her. She smiled kindly in return, caressing the dress with her fingertips.
"Thank you." Natasha whispered.
"I should tell you, the ceremony is to take place outside, in the garden" Frigga told her "My son mentioned that it is your favorite place in Asgard."
She was touched beyond words. Loki had been kind enough, sweet enough to speak about this to his mother, it made her believe he spoke a lot about her with Frigga and the mere thought of it made her eyes watery.
"That's very…sweet of him"
"He wants you to be comfortable and happy," she spoke "and before I forget, he asked me to give you this," she handed Natasha a green medium size velvet box. She opened it slowly, her heart jolted at the sight of what was inside. It was a beautiful necklace with a green diamond pendant. Shiny and beautiful, the perfect gift a girl could ask for.
"This is…my God this is so gorgeous." she breathed, caressing it with her fingertips. She was trying hard to find the words to express how special this was. Nobody had ever given such a meaningful gift to her, it made her feel special. She was surprised to find out it had been none other than Loki to make her feel like that.
"Darling," Frigga interrupted her thoughts, her hand came to wipe away a single tear running down Natasha's cheek, one she hadn't notice falling. She held her hand later, giving it a light squeeze "I know I have said this before but I feel the need to say this again; Thank you, for everything. You have bought back a side of my son I had not seen in a very long time and I will be forever grateful for what you had done."
"I didn't do anything different, My lady" Natasha responded "The old Loki has always been there, I just push him a little and I guess it worked"
"You did a marvelous job" Frigga spoke, laughing softly Moving forward to give Natasha a warm hug. "There is no-one I wanted more to take the place of my daughter in law than you. You are in fact my son's soul mate."
She was yet to decide whether that was good or bad.
Once again, Natasha was having a hard time regulating her breathing. It was happening more often than she could count since she arrived to Asgard but for different reasons. Right now, the main reason was the stunning scenario before her.
The garden was decorated by a simple white tent. White chairs were place next to a small path had been created with a green carpet. She thought the color had been chosen by either Loki or Frigga knowing this was his favorite color. Small candles decorated the carpet at each side, guiding her towards the edge of the fountain she loved to admire.
Pretty much like a normal wedding, the husband to be waiting for his bride. With each step Natasha took her heart beat faster, her palms became sweaty just by seeing how Loki hadn't take his eyes from her.
When she had reached the edge of the path, their eyes met. She could have sworn his eyes were watery but they could not have been, no. This was a deal they have both agreed on, sentiments aside. He was not meant to feel anything.
Yet neither was she but there she was, almost teary at the sight of how handsome he looked for her, his leather suit (pretty much like he had worn back when he went crazy, minus the green cape) looked impeccable but incredibly less menacing. His hair had been cut short, but still combed backward; she had also noticed the slight curls at the tips.
The world surrounding them seemed to stop. She could hear someone talking, saying words regarding commitment and loyalty. She could have paid more attention, but Loki's eyes were staring, at her very soul, she couldn't seem to tear her own eyes away. It seemed like there was no one else in the room but them, until the cleric performing the ceremony called both of their names and they looked away. He was reaching out for them, joining their hands together. She looked at him again and he shared a warm smile and gave her hand a light squeeze. This small but simple gesture calmed her; it was as if he knew she was internally freaking out.
Then the last words hit her:
'…you are now bonded for eternity.''
Claps were heard from afar. Natasha had suddenly forgotten they were actual people with them and not just the two of them. Loki moved a few steps closer, his hand still on hers, before she could register it his lips came upon hers in a brief sweet kiss.
It took by surprise though she knew after all the words, a kiss was supposed to happen, but Asgardian weddings and the weddings from her world were slightly different and for a minute she had thought the kiss was not going to happen at all.
But when it did her heart stopped, not literally, but it did stop. Her whole world spin around her, her knees turned weak like jelly and she pressed herself closer to his body for support. It wasn't supposed to turn to intense, so passionate, especially since people were watching, but she couldn't help by wrap her arms around his neck and moan when his tongue made contact with hers.
It wasn't until Thor had called his brother's name that they broke apart, that, reminded them they were in a public place and surrounded not only by Asgardians but also Loki's family.
She sighed heavily, placing her hand above her heart to stop it from its erratic pace. She was extremely aware of how her cheeks were turning a slight crimson red and how she was tempted to kiss Loki one more time just because she could, and wanted.
He grinned and took her hand, interviewing their fingers.
She was feeling it. She was feeling something distinctly like love almost to the point of picturing their future together. She wondered if this was how the soul mate bonding ritual worked, was it supposed to make her pulse speed by just looking at him? Was she going to go die if he ever leave her side? Was she going to be the woman whom life would depend on the man beside her? Or was she going to have the same independence like she always had?
Right now, before her question could get a proper answer, she had to work on how to get her heart to beat at a normal pace and especially to work on how not to stare at his lips the whole time.
TBC
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