As the evening progressed, the other Gods presented their gifts. Thor gave Nikolaus a shield forged by the dwarves, imbued with the strength of thunder. Freyja offered a necklace of unmatched beauty, said to bring blessings of love and protection.
Finally, Odin approached the couple, holding a golden apple. "This is the secret behind the Gods' immortality," he explained. "If you wish to spend your life protecting Hel, this apple will make it so you will not age, becoming an immortal among mortals."
Nikolaus accepted the golden apple, understanding the magnitude of the gift. "Thank you, Odin," he said, his voice filled with gratitude.
With Odin seated, Nikolaus and Hel stood up together, addressing the gathered crowd. "Thank you, all of you, for your gifts and for helping us celebrate our marriage," Nikolaus said, his voice strong and clear. He raised his horn of mead. "To our marriage, to the end of the corruption, and to the newfound peace of the realms. Skål!"
The hall echoed with the resounding "Skål!" as everyone raised their horns, the cheers of Asgard filling the air. The celebration continued, with tales of heroism and songs of joy, each moment adding to the memory of this extraordinary night.
Nikolaus looked around, seeing the smiles and hearing the laughter. He felt an overwhelming sense of belonging and purpose. He glanced at Hel, her eyes shining with happiness, and knew that this was just the beginning of their journey together.
As the night wore on, Nikolaus and Hel found a quiet corner of the hall, away from the revelry. They sat together, holding hands, the warmth of their love wrapping around them like a protective shield.
"Are you happy?" Nikolaus asked, his voice soft.
Hel leaned her head on his shoulder, sighing contentedly. "More than I ever thought possible," she replied.
Nikolaus kissed the top of her head, feeling a profound sense of peace. "I will always be by your side, no matter what."
"And I will always be by yours," Hel whispered back.
The night continued with merriment and joy, a celebration of love, bravery, and unity. For Nikolaus and Hel, it was a promise of the life they would share, a life filled with love, adventure, and the strength to face any challenge together.
Odin came around the corner, his eyes twinkling with warmth. "Ah, there you two are," he said, a smile spreading across his face. "I have one more gift for you."
He began to walk out of Valhalla, beckoning Nikolaus and Hel to follow. Freyja joined them, her presence adding to the sense of occasion. As they walked, Nikolaus grabbed Hel's hand, holding it tightly. The air was cool and refreshing, and the scent of flowers filled the night.
They stopped in front of another grand hall. Odin gestured to it with a proud smile. "This is now Nikolaus's hall in Asgard. We shall call it Halgard."
Nikolaus looked at Odin in amazement. "Why do I get a hall in Asgard when I am not a God?"
Before Odin could respond, Loki appeared out of nowhere, his mischievous grin in place. "Every new couple needs a home to rest. Take it while the offer is still standing."
Nikolaus looked at Loki, then at Odin, and finally at Hel. With gratitude in his voice, he said, "Thank you."
With Hel's hand in his, he led her to their new home, Halgard. The hall stood as a testament to their journey and the life they would build together. As they walked through the grand entrance, the promise of love and unity filled the air, marking the beginning of their new chapter in Asgard.
Nikolaus and Hel stood in the entrance of Halgard, taking a moment to admire the beauty of their new home. The hall was grand and elegant, a perfect symbol of their union and the life they would build together. Hand in hand, they walked through the hall until they found the bedroom. In the center was a large, inviting cotton bed.
Hel led Nikolaus from the doorway to the bed, and they sat down together, reflecting on the day's celebration and their new marriage. The conversation was filled with laughter and shared memories, their bond growing stronger with each word.
Nikolaus looked at Hel, his eyes filled with love and desire. He leaned in to kiss her, and Hel responded, her lips meeting his in a tender embrace. The kiss deepened, and Hel stood in front of Nikolaus, letting her dress fall to the floor. The moonlight streaming through the window bathed her in a silver glow, highlighting her naked form and making her shine like a goddess.
Hel gently pushed Nikolaus back onto the bed, her touch both commanding and tender. She began to slowly remove his clothes, her fingers grazing his skin with a tantalizing softness. Nikolaus's breath quickened as Hel undressed him, her eyes never leaving his.
Once Nikolaus was fully exposed, Hel climbed onto the bed, straddling him. Her touch was electric, sending shivers down his spine. She leaned down, her lips brushing against his ear as she whispered, "I want to know every part of you."
Nikolaus's hands moved to Hel's hips, guiding her closer as their bodies pressed together. The warmth of their connection enveloped them, a fire igniting between them. Hel's movements were slow and deliberate, each touch and caress heightening the intensity of their passion.
Their kisses grew more fervent, and Nikolaus's hands roamed over Hel's body, exploring every curve and contour. Hel responded with soft moans, her desire matching his. She moved against him with a rhythm that left him breathless, their bodies moving in perfect harmony.
The room was filled with the sounds of their shared ecstasy, a symphony of love and desire. Every touch, every kiss, every whispered word brought them closer together, their connection deepening with each passing moment.
Hel's movements became more urgent, and Nikolaus met her passion with equal fervor. Their bodies moved as one, lost in the intensity of their union. The world outside faded away, leaving only the two of them, entwined in a dance of love and desire.
As the night wore on, their passion ebbed and flowed, each wave bringing them closer to the peak of their shared pleasure. The moonlight continued to bathe them in its glow, a silent witness to their love. Their movements were fluid and synchronized, their bodies perfectly attuned to each other's desires.
Hel's hands roamed over Nikolaus's chest, her fingers tracing the lines of his muscles. She leaned down, her lips finding his neck, planting a trail of kisses that sent shivers through his body. Nikolaus's hands gripped her hips, guiding her movements as their rhythm intensified.
With each passing moment, their connection deepened. Hel's moans grew louder, mingling with Nikolaus's groans of pleasure. Their bodies moved together with a fierce urgency, driven by an insatiable desire to explore and satisfy each other.
Hel arched her back, her movements becoming more deliberate and intense. Nikolaus met her passion with equal fervor, their bodies intertwining in a dance of raw, primal need. The intensity of their connection was overwhelming, each touch igniting a fire that burned hotter and brighter.
As the hours passed, their passion showed no signs of waning. Hel shifted her position, straddling Nikolaus with renewed energy. She rode him with a wild abandon, her movements fluid and uninhibited. Nikolaus's hands roamed over her body, exploring every inch of her skin with a tender yet urgent touch.
Their kisses were fierce and hungry, their breaths mingling in the cool night air. Nikolaus's hands slid down Hel's back, gripping her firmly as he guided her movements. The sensation of their bodies moving together was intoxicating, each thrust and grind pushing them closer to the edge.
Hel's moans became cries of ecstasy, her body trembling with pleasure. Nikolaus responded with a primal growl, his own desire reaching a fever pitch. They moved together with a frenetic energy, their bodies driven by an insatiable need to reach the pinnacle of their shared passion.
The night seemed endless, each moment stretching into eternity as they lost themselves in each other's embrace. The moonlight cast a soft, ethereal glow over their entwined forms, highlighting the beauty of their connection.
As the first light of dawn began to filter through the window, their movements became more urgent, their breaths ragged and uneven. The rising sun cast a golden hue over the room, illuminating their bodies as they moved together in perfect harmony.
Hel's cries reached a crescendo, her body convulsing with the force of her climax. Nikolaus followed closely behind, his own release washing over him with an intensity that left him breathless. They clung to each other, their bodies trembling with the aftershocks of their shared ecstasy.
With the morning sun rising, they finally collapsed into each other's arms, their bodies spent but their hearts full. Hel rested her head on Nikolaus's chest, her breath slowly returning to normal. Nikolaus held her close, his fingers gently tracing circles on her back.
"I love you," Nikolaus whispered, his voice filled with emotion.
