Falling For The Gods

The Wedding

            Isla – 

Astrid let me sleep in today, thankfully, on your wedding day I assume you need all the beauty sleep you can get. I laid in bed and thought about what Father said to me yesterday as we sat on the bench. I had so many questions for him, but I thought it would be rude to ask them all so I simply asked him why me. He explained that there are things in this life that even our choices can’t control, things that designed to be. Even if this union wasn’t happening like this I would still met Brandt, he explained what a Seer is. They can see into the fates eyes and they can which threads they are weaving belong to who and that the royal Seer always saw our threads together. The bond was unbreakable, once we finally met our threads will become so braided we will be one single thread made of two souls. He explained it so beautifully I didn’t even think to argue that this all seems a lot like the legends told in old Norway. 

Just then Astrid slamming my bedroom door jolted me out of bed.

“What in gods name are you doing!” I couldn’t see her, but I could already tell she was giving me the forgive me smile. Just then I saw her head peak around the corner of the room, with that unmistakable smile plastered on her face. 

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to come in so angry, but your husband to be really pisses me off.”

I could feel my face drop “so the mighty god finally returned home” I said sarcastically. Astrid just started to giggle, she move towards my dresser and began fishing out my clothes for the ceremony. 

“So what’s Brandt god of anyway? God of thunder?” I was trying to pry more out of Astrid.

“God of thunder? Is there even a god of thunder? Well I suppose Father could have been.” She began trailing off in her own thoughts. 

“No like the Vikings believed, that whole mythology.” Astrid huffed in disagreement as soon as the word mythology came out of my mouth. 

“Does this look like a myth to you? After everything that has happened do you really believe in myths.” She looked over her shoulder and smiled at me, “All of your Terra myths where based on something, they didn’t just create a brand new face and make up a s********e of the facts have been lost in translation but our scouts at the time weren’t truthful to them either. Your Norse legend, is a legend but it is not completely made up.” As soon as she said that it instantly made a connection with me, of course it was real. This is the godly realm they tried to explain to them. 

“Enough questions for now, lets get you ready” Just then Astrid opened the door and the two housemaids I’ve gotten to know quite well entered the room. 

After I was completely ready Astrid ushered me out of my room and down the hallway. We came to a closed door and I could feel the nerves jumping throughout my body. The door slowly opened “this is it, this is my future” I let my eyes rise to met his.

He wasn’t anything like I imagined, he looked nothing like the standard villager. He instead had short brown hair, the sides tapered up and the front just grazed his eyebrows. He had honey brown eyes that I was melting in. As he smiled at me his beard grew around his mouth, it perfectly framed it. My eyes instantly went to his left cheek where a large scar stretched from temple down to the middle of his cheekbone. I caught myself staring at him and instantly dropped my eyes “why was I so nervous?”.

            Brandt –

She was staring, but I didn’t mind. I couldn’t take my eyes off of her, I felt like a dog seeing a piece of steak for the first time, drooling over her. As she got closer to me I could tell how short she was, most women on this planet are 6 feet, with Astrid being 5’11” she was the shortest women among us. Isla on the other hand was 5’3” at best, my 6’7” large body almost envelopes her small stature. My father cleared his throat trying to gain our attention, I could hear him speak as he sanctified our union, but my eyes never left her. I’m not sure they could ever leave her again, “what was I thinking of course they could, don’t let her drag you down” I stiffened up, I couldn’t think of her like that. This union was strictly for business, I began to stiffen up pulling my eyes off of her and and at the faces in the crowd. Before I knew it my fathers words blessing us were being said.

We turned and walked arm and arm out of the office and down the corridor to my wing, her new home. I peaked down at her and could see the nervousness on her face, she knew what truly sanctified this marriage was up next. I opened the door and without a word she pushed past me and down the hall to the only open room, I quickly followed behind her. 

She was sitting on the bed, she had taken her fur cape off and I could see her beautiful figure. As I stood in the doorway my mind went crazy, although the animalistic side of me wanted to rip the rest of her clothes off I just couldn’t. Woman have always pounced on me, how come she wouldn’t even make eye contact with me. As I moved closer she began to disrobe herself, still never once looking at me. I was there naked, right next to her naked figure. As we progressed farther onto the bed I was trying to make this ok, just so I could get it up in the slightest, but knowing she was so uncomfortable was tearing me up, I never meant to force this on someone. 

            Isla – 

After our roll in the bedroom I found myself wandering out to the same small bench Father and I sat at. I loved it there, I could reflect about the day and be at peace. I sat thinking about the ceremony from earlier, his stare was overwhelming, even with his body towering over mine I only felt safe. I was horrified at the act of, whatever that just was in the bedroom. My whole time here all I heard of Brandt was the he was this egotistical man, who had the s*x drive of teenager and yet he couldn’t even come near me without wincing in pain. How could I let myself think that this might actually work, he hated me.

I found tears brimming in my eyes, I couldn’t help but cry. This life was nothing like I wanted. My new husband was disgusted by me, to the point he refused to even preform in the bedroom. I sat and cried for 30 minutes before I got up and wandered back to the wing. I did my best to wipe my tears always to conceal my feelings. As I pushed open the door Brandt was right there behind it, startled I jumped.

“Sorry I didn’t mean to get in your way.” Without even letting him respond I pushed around her and off to my bedroom.

            Brandt –

Right when I was about to go look for Isla she popped through the door. Right away I could tell she had been crying. Lost in thought I didn’t even realize she had apologized, “damn she truly hates me”.