Stepping out of the carriage music flooded your ears. It almost reminded you of home the high and the lows in the sound sent your head swimming. Never in all your days would you have thought you would be at Odins court.
Thyrm held out a arm for you and you took it gingerly. He lead you up the stairs where the music became louder. Curtians opened into a hall more suited for giants than for asgaurdians. You inhaled deep taking I the smell of food and wine. Everything seemed golden, even the women. Thyrm smiled seeming to approve of your awestruck face.
"You will see here we dine like gods, not like beasts" you had noticed Thyrm had a talent for ruining moments aand not only yours. He seemed to take pleasure in doing it to everyone.
Everyone danced and made merry. It seemed it was the style for women to wear gold. Everything on them was gold from hair to shoes they draped themselves in them. At home it was traditional to wear white or blue or anything that reminded you of nature. You yourself chose a light blue dress that seemed to stand out more than you cared for at the moment.
Hours passed with you standing silently at Thyrm side. You would bow slightly and smile when introduced and this seemed to please Thyrm. He would give you a slight nod of approval before going back to talking. Many women came up to him blatantly lamenting his marriage and he would give a great laugh.
"Alas, not all hope is lost" he would say and give a booming laugh.
You inhaled the scent of mead and almost wished for a drink. Before you could reach for one thyrm grabbed your upper arm and lead you around.
"Odin, this is my wife, she was princess of the fariplain before before the conquering" you bowed to Odin and he took your hand.
"I hope that you are happy" he held it a moment longer before he turned "Thor! Loki!... these are my sons"
Brothers they might be but there was no way to tell by looking at them. They turned at the same time and made there way to their father. Thor was every bit a asguardian he certianly looked much like his father. Loki however did not. This was not unusual for your people so many had mixed on your people. It usually was not so for asgaurdians they generally stuck to their own.
˝this is Thyrms bride" he let go of your hand as it seemed like everyone was examing you. You shifted awkwardly and bowed.
Looks eyes shifted from his brothers to his fathers then to you. Sensing your awkwardness he pushed through them both to get closer to you.
"If that is the case then I must demand a dance from the new wife of Thyrm. Perhaps I could convince her away from such a sour oat" they all laughed as he held out a hand. You looked at Thyrm and he gave you the slightest nod that did not escape Loki.
"I expect her returned Loki" thyrm said gruffly.
"Yes, of course" he said waving a hand to dismiss him.
He lead you through crowds. You could tell you were getting nearer and nearer the music. Finally he stopped and turned in the middle of the dancing floor. He bowed and held a hand out. You took it perhaps a little more cautiously than you should have. He quickly took you up in his arms and began the dance.
"So Thyrm is married now? I have to admit I am surprised he found such a beautiful maid so above his station" your eyes flashed up at him you smiled but it did not reach your eyes.
"You are to kind" you say as he picks you up by the waist and spins you in time with the others. Loki smirked you could tell he wanted to put a crack In the mask he knew you wore. It probably seemed a fun game to him.
He pressed you hard against his chest as the music continued to send the dancers into a spin.
"He always seemed far to arrogant to ever find a wife. You must see something In him that I do not." He laughed and again you just smiled. He looked at you and stopped the dance. "Do you always hide behind a pretty smile?"
You smiled again only this time due to being slightly humored. "A smile is a mask everyone wears my lord... I dare say even yourself at times." You gave him a bow and left to return to Thyrm side.