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Loki again: “She hasn’t slept for eight nights, so eager for this night.”

So the gods improvise. Heimdallr suggests an outrageous plan: dress Thor as Freya. The god of thunder—red-bearded, famously short-tempered, and built like a siege weapon—will wear a wedding veil, a flowing dress, and a necklace of jewels. Loki will go as the “bridesmaid.” Loki again: “She hasn’t slept for eight nights,

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Thrymr blinks. “I’ve never seen a bride eat so much.” Violently

Thor objects. Violently. But Loki talks him down: “Without your hammer, the giants will rule Asgard. Do you want to be remembered as the god who lost his weapon because he wouldn’t wear a dress?” The wedding feast is a masterpiece of almost-blown covers. Thrymr is thrilled. He serves Thor (as Freya) massive quantities of food. The “bride” eats an entire ox, eight salmon, and all the delicacies meant for the women—and drinks three barrels of mead.

Loki, whispering through his “maiden” veil, answers: “Freya was so excited for the wedding that she didn’t eat for eight days.”

Loki, the trickster, borrows Freya’s feathered cloak and flies to Jötunheimr. There, he finds Thrymr sitting on a burial mound, braiding golden collars for his hounds. When Loki asks about the hammer, Thrymr laughs and reveals his terms: “I have hidden Mjölnir eight leagues beneath the earth. No one will get it back unless Freya is brought here to be my bride.” Back in Asgard, Freya is asked to marry a giant. Her response? She snorts so loudly that the halls of heaven shake. No deal.