The Wedding Of Freyr And Gerd : Part 1 ( Fiction ?)
Freyr awoke as the rays of Sunna's luminescence reached his tired eyes. He had not slept well because he was too filled with a mixture of anxiety, excitement, and nervousnous. Luckily, however, his adrenaline level was so high he could not comprehend his own exhaustion. He had never known feelings such as he was feeling on this, what to him was the most important day of his life. Not even in the victory of battle had he ever reached this level of pure joy and happiness.
As he looked out at the morning begun, he smiled as he thought of his true love, and bride to be. From the first moment he had seen her pure radiant beauty from the high - seat at Hlidskjalf, he had wanted her, needed her, and of course loved her. Yes, today was the happiest day of Freyr's life. Today he would marry his one and only love, the beautiful Jotun Gerd.
Odin had offered his great hall, as did Balder for the joining ceremony, but he had respectfully declined both offers. Freyr wanted his wedding to take place out in the natural world, where the sky was his ceiling, the great forests his walls, and fields of grass and wildflowers were his flooring. Sunna would be the light of his outdoor hall by day, and Mani, aided by the stars, would illuminate the night. From his window he could see the lovely flowered arches that were erected across each of the roads that led into the great meadow. Freyja herself, with the help of the other Vanir women, had worked tirelessly to erect these beautiful towers of flowers. Nothing was too good, or too much trouble, for her wonderful brother on his special day. Freyja was very happy these days anyway because her husband Od had come home just in time for the great wedding. Even the ever quarreling Njord and Skadhi had come together to help with the wedding preparations.
Gerd ' s people, contributed to the wedding festivities by bringing many great cauldrons of ale, mead and even some wine for Great Odin. They also provided great quantities of meat for the feast afterwards. Great carts filled with oxen, deer, rabbit, and all manner of gamebirds had rumbled over the Asgardian roads the past few days. The Jotuns wanted to be sure that no belly would be wanting after the feast was done. Though not entirely happy with Freyr as a husband, they were glad, and relieved, that he was of the Vanir race, and not of the Aesir. Their people did not have a history of violence with the " magical people", as they did with the warrior Aesir. They also could not deny that Freyr' s love was genuine for Gymir's daughter, and had therefore relented, and agreed to the union . Besides it was not as though Jotuns had not married into the race's of the Gods before.
As Gerd dressed in a flowing gown of the finest fabric to be found in all of Jotunheim, she smiled. Actually, she almost laughed when she thought of how she had allowed Skirnir to " threaten " her into agreeing to this wedding. Gerd needed no threats or prodding to marry Freyr. She loved Freyr very much, and made sure that her wedding gown showed off her pure white arms that had first attracted Freyr. Unlike some of her people who were concerned about being amongst the Gods and Goddesses, she knew that after the wedding she would be accepted into the Aesir as a Goddess. She was deeply impressed by how well respected Freyr was among the Aesir, and was very proud of him. She also knew that by joining herself with the Gods she was gaining protection for her extended family as well.
Freyr was not as confident in himself as he normally was as he dressed. He fumbled in his nervousnous while putting on his best clothes. It was a feeling he was not used to, and one that he did not like much. When he put on his scabbard and saw that it was empty he was saddened. But only for a moment ! He realized fully that he had received the better prize in the trade that lost him his magical sword. His father, Njord of Noatun, had stopped by the day before, and given him one of his finest swords to wear on his big day. He knew that the wearing of a sword at a wedding ceremony was only a symbolic gesture to signify that he promised to defend his wife and her family, but symbols were important at times like these.
Then, suddenly there was heard throughout all of Asgard a cacophony of loud horns being continuously blown. Freyr took a deep breath, and realized that the moment had finally arrived. The nine nights were finally over, and his much anticipated wedding was about to begin.
Gerd, not far away, took a cleansing breath at about the same time, checked her appearance a few more times, and then aided by Gersemi and Hnoss who held up her long flowing gown, slowly and carefully walked to the great meadow to meet her one and only love, Freyr. It was not only her arms that shone at this moment but there was an aura of radiant beauty that emanated from her that made those who saw her look away, or shield their eyes. Only Freyr could look through this glow and into the woman he had waited what seemed like an eternity for. But now the waiting was over and the wedding was about to begin !
Glenn Bergen, Copyright, 2012.
Next : Part 2 : The Joining of Freyr and Gerd.
Go with Odin's wisdom, Freyja's love and Thor' s protection !