-TRIGGER WARNING-SUICIDAL THOUGHTS AND TENDENCIES-

Super long chapter to make up for missing the update times. 3

-Your Pov-

You idly listened as the small nurse droned on about court customs, Palace, and general customs, Hygiene, Meal times and clothing. You could see she was trying to get you more prepared for being in court and around royals but you really just wanted to say that you didn't give one solitary fuck and go to sleep. Thor wasn't exaggerating when he said you would feel every ounce of discomfort possible between that and this goddamn woman's ear-piercing voice you were getting extremely annoyed. You had to focus on something else or you were sure you would start screaming your head off. Surveying the room you decided to actually take the time and examine where you were. The large window or door leads out to an enticing balcony with a view of the enormous palace garden. On the balcony was a large blood red curtain you could release with seating and tables also outside. While inside the room everything was large, the bed you were laying in had golden arches with four sheer white curtains that were contained with ivory colored rope. All the details on the bed and walls were captivating to sit there and stare at but so was everything else in the room. There were two nightstands on both sides of the bed one near two armchairs facing each other in a small sitting area. The nurse was sitting in a regular wooden chair pulled up to the side of the bed you were sitting on just like Thor had been previously. Behind her was a wooden door to what you assumed was a bathroom, something you could really use right now was a bath. Being in a coma for three days and a prison before that didn't quite offer things like hygiene or privacy. "Bath, I would enjoy that." you said in a quiet voice, "Would you like to go to the public baths?" she squeaked out. You were shocked she would even think that was an appropriate question to ask you, you wanted to just write it off as ignorance of the whole situation which was fair. She mistook your shock for confusion and began to speak more, "You must not have been listening before, Here in Asgard, we partake in public baths if you are uncomfortable with your body a servant can draw you a bath in your chambers. We also do not particularly wear undergarments Slips and chemises for women, occasionally under-breeches for men and women." You had a deadpan gaze on your face this was the most uncomfortable conversation you've had since you had woken up. You would much rather just ask Thor than suffer through this shit, "Thank you for all the information but I'll think it over for a bit." She beamed feeling particular smart and useful you didn't have the heart to tell her you had been in Asgard long enough to understand how baths and underwear worked. A polite knock rapped on the door to the room, you silently prayed that Thor had come back but you doubted his knocks were that light. The nurse scuffled to open the door all you could see from your spot on the bed was a woman's legs and a cart of food. "Sigyn?" you called excited to see her, the nursed moved out of the way so that the woman could push her cart into the room. You're heart sunk when you saw a non-freckly faced brunette it wasn't Sigyn just another servant in the palace. "Thank you," you said accepting the food unexcitedly, according to Unna the nurse, Asgardians do not eat or drink in their bedchambers and usually eat in the dining hall, outside, or the kitchen so you were getting special treatment. Though you didn't believe you were getting any special treatment, you couldn't stand to go anywhere else to eat and Thor would definitely not allow it. You were hungry but your urge to actually eat dissipated when the thought of chewing came in. Your jaw was sore and you would rather just sleep more than be awake that is if you could shut off your brain for that long .Unna looked like she was expecting you to start eating right away, she set two trays over your lap and made intense eye contact. You eyed your food and it did look delicious, there was what you assumed to be deer meat, butter, cheese, rolls, and small cakes. On the second tray, there was a large amount of bread, nuts, and fruits also accompanied by a bowl of lamb and mushroom stew. You decided the stew was a safe bet to ward off a lot of chewing, you reached to pick up a spoon but paused when you noticed that Unna did not take the knives away from you. It's not like you were going to grab it and slit your writs or anything but you could imagine yourself doing it if you were alone with your thoughts. Pushing the knives away you started to eat the food before you. It was all bland; you couldn't taste anything really not even the cakes seemed sweet to you or the meat salty. The whole point you were even eating was to fulfill your appetite plus, Thor would have made you regardless and asking for it yourself made it seem like you cared a little. "Have you finished already?" Unna said carefully choosing her words. You looked down at the trays, you hadn't even eaten half of the food and you didn't want to eat anymore but your body disagreed. "My jaw hurts a little bit so it's hard to chew but no I'm not done," you replied it was the best excuse you could think of that wasn't a lie. "Ah, yes you will be feeling that for a while," she spoke almost as if she was pleased your jaw was sore and that it was a good thing. "The food is extremely delicious, I think you undersold it when you were speaking of meals." she beamed from the compliment and started chatting on about Asgardian cuisine. You used this opportunity to force feed yourself in an attempt to ingest half of each tray, you were so wrapped up in shoveling food into your face you didn't notice Thor enter the room. It was only when Thor was standing directly in front of you and you were staring at his legs did you notice. You sluggishly raised your head to look at his lopsided grin "Hewwo," you uttered out with a mouth full of food. He heartily laughed at the sight before him "Unna thank you for your assistance and accompanying (name)," he spoke to her giving you time to swallow the food in your mouth. He then paced towards the chair she had just departed from, you patted the spot next to you in bed "sit with me," you said in a hushed tone trying your best to give him a convincing smile. After you saw his reaction to you and your suicidal tendencies you decided not to ever let anyone know what you were thinking or how you felt honestly even if that meant Thor too. He frowned immensely looking down at you "I thought you were hungry." you glimpsed back down at the trays you hadn't even managed to eat half of the food on at least one tray. You truly should eat more but the motivation was gone "The portions were bigger than I'm used to but trust me I'm more than full." He seemed to buy the story carefully siting on the other side of you and taking your trays and quite literally digging into them. "Thor," you muttered "Did you find it, if you didn't it's okay." A proud look burst across his face causing you to get a little more excited than you should. "You found it!" a squeal came out of your mouth as he presented the book letting you clutch it. Genuine joy filled you so much that you overexerted yourself leaning over and wrapping your arms around Thor's neck. "Thank you, thank you, thank you," you exclaimed into the nape of his neck, he wrapped both of his arms around you tightly making you wince but you were too happy to pull away. Thor had a distinct smell you couldn't describe it but it was a warm and comforting musk that enveloped you whole. Regardless of your labored breathing and shooting pain it was nice being held and you didn't want the feeling to end so you were very disappointed when Thor let go. "Did I hurt you?" He asked in a low husky voice, "No, I'm ok just a little sore," another one of your lies this shit hurt like Hel but you weren't a complainer. You flipped through the book franticly seeing if any pages or letters were missing when you saw that everything was as it should be you let out a sigh of relief. "Where did you find it? "You asked, "A maid had found it left somewhere he explained putting both trays back on the cart. "What time is it?" you said scooting over closer as he sat back on the bed, "early evening, why?" you gave him a bashful glance, "Do you think I could arrange for a bath?" His eyebrows shot up in surprise "Of course, you didn't even have to ask me," an awkward look was exchanged as you said, "I kind of had to." "And why is that?" he spoke back truly puzzled, "I'll need help with bathing." Thor's face turned a light shade of pink like he had just seen something scandalous. "I can help...I can ask someone...someone to help you. Maybe a servant, servant or maid. He stuttered out standing up off the bed once again, "But I need your help," God that sounded terrible you had been depending on Thor heavily but that was because he was one of the only people who was your friend and didn't try and hurt you. "I mean, with the lifting up and stuff, I'm numb from the waist down. Thor paced back and forth deep in thought until he decided to speak "But won't you be," he paused clearing his throat and rubbing the nape of his neck, "Exposed?" You started picking at your fingernails looking for something to say, this was worse than it was with Unna. "I mean, I'm wearing a night gown now and if you just lift me up and put me in it I can take if off when you're out of the room." Thor nervously laughed shifting his weight from side to side, "that makes the most sense, and I can pull someone to...ahem, prepare a bath from you now if you wish me to." You could already tell this would be a strange experience in you and Thor's friendship, "Now is perfect."

My god, this is going to be awful...