"White dress, fancy hair?" Loki laughed along with her. "Make sure there's enough honey mead to only drink that for a month?" It would be a lot, given her capacity. "Sacrifice a pig? Prepare for the wedding by running nude to a sauna with your attendants and switching yourself with a thin branch?"

He nipped her earlobe, mostly to put his voice right next to her ear. "It's our wedding. Thor needn't get a say. For me... it's the dues paid to be your husband. If you want all out, we'll go all out."