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"It is required of us," Thor gently reminds, looking from you to the large bed in his chambers.  He kneels at your feet, removing your slippers, careful not to move too quickly lest he frighten.  He stands, and pulls you up with him. "This cannot be real," you murmur, as though you are alone. Thor turns you so that he can untie the laces on the back of the elaborate dress.  "Obviously this is happening, but I only just learned of this - this agreement.  I became numb.  I am *still* numb."  His warm fingers manipulate the sleeves from your shoulders.  A tiny shiver runs down your body.   "And now you are married and have become my princess."