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"My mother and father met when they were teenagers. My mother had just arrived onto Grimore and my father, well....he was a 'scavenger.' Their love was ecstatic and they decided to build this castle...then the town, then the whole community. Then they found out I was coming to be, along with my brother. Then I suppose Ametri came along without notice. They really like you honestly: they aspire for me to officially marry you here, but....I don't know. Anyways....back onto my parents..." I sighed.

"Why can't I marry you here? We never really had an official wedding. I mean: Caitlyn was the one who 'officiated' it." Maxwell smiled. "They go over the top anyways." I added on. "Alright...can we do it?" He asked. "Alright, alright! We can do it." I smiled.
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I sank my body into the hot springs, watching Maxwell from a distance.

"I really needed this...." I groaned. He sat down. "True....very true." He smiled.
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"How did you feel when you told your parents you were...in liking of the same gender?" He asked. "It felt good. But they accepted it, and now....look where we are. What about yours?" I asked.

"My dad was all 'angry' about it...but my mom calmed him down. He still talks about it...I can tell." He answered.
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"Why are you so kind to me...?" I asked, tying my hair into a bun. "Because your beautiful. And if I treated you like shit...your dad would probably hunt me down." He smiled. "Oh, so true." I said, shaking my head. "Besides I love your sweet kisses and seeing your face everyday...." he smiled, pecking at my cheek as well.

"Shut up and kiss me for real." I grinned.
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"So we're having a traditional Asgardian wedding?" Maxwell teased me. "This wedding is important because we're....gonna except....you into the family." Darin croaked. "Oh really? Wait until you meet his mother, dad. She'd beat you with a slipper." I smiled. "But she's catering or just making the food....that'll be fun." Bianca smiled. "I call having the first piece of cake!" Kia screeched.

"Today and tomorrow is gonna be a busy day for all of us. Me and Maxwell with search for his perfect suit, Amelia and Juno are for the dresses and his hair style for tomorrow, and the children are going to be with the maids so they could get set up for tomorrow as well." Darin spoke. "Alright pops....did you say dress." I demanded.

"Yes. It's a tradition that if two males have a wedding: one dresses as a female." Mom smiled. "Alright....." I groaned.
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My mother tied my hair into a bun, taking one thick piece of hair out. A strand or more was out and the rest of my hair in the bun. I never looked so good. Or decent.

"How do you like it...?" Mom asked, curling the strand of hair. "It's....nice..." I smiled. "That's great: because I got the most cutest dress for you!" She smiled. I watched as she clapped her hands and guards came walking inside. One carried a dress as the other guard carried a pair of black heels.

"T-they look so...fu*king beautiful." I laughed. "It's getting late honey. Why don't you sleep and we'll get everything set at the grand hall. Alright?" She asked. I nodded and walked to the bathroom to find Maxwell in bed already. He was reading a book.

"How was your day hon?" He asked smiling up at me. I sat next to him, slowly getting into the covers. "I got the hair, dress, shoes, and everything! What're you reading?" I asked, looking at the pages. "Traditions, rules, and other things I should know about your kingdom. Is it really true that for a wedding: you need to reveal your magical attributes?" He asked.

"Yeah...that means I get to see the real you hon..." I yawned, turning the lights off.

"Tomorrow's a big day...geez..." he groaned.

"At least you aren't wearing a dress." I chuckled. "At least you look sexy." He yawned, hugging me close to him.

"Love ya to death." I said.

"Till death do we part." He whispered.

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