Two days before the wedding ceremony, Schiller was awakened by sunlight streaming directly into Asgard Palace through the window. Asgard was a floating island in the cosmos, not orbiting any star. All its light came from the World Tree, and its rising sun and setting moon carried no heat.
Thus, the morning sunlight here bore a chill. The mist created by the World Tree's abundant energy made even the light filtering through the gauze curtains exceptionally gentle. The gods of the Norse lands particularly loved this atmosphere of melancholy blue light.
A knock sounded at the door. Schiller said, "Come in." A goddess smiled as she pushed open the door and placed an invitation on the table by the entrance. Then she said, "Hello, sir. There will be an Asgard special concert tonight in Asgard Hall. If you are interested, please wear formal attire and ring the service bell at around 7:10 this evening. Someone will then escort you to the hall."
Schiller was somewhat surprised, so he asked, "Aren't concerts and other receptions held after the ceremony?"
"No, sir. I know this differs somewhat from the customs of most civilizations. In Asgard, we hold the reception events first and the wedding ceremony last. This allows our guests to better experience our cultural atmosphere and gain a deeper appreciation of the ceremony itself."
"All right, I understand. Aside from the concert, what other reception events will there be?"
"After tonight's concert, there will be no further events today. But tomorrow morning, you may visit Asgard's Exhibition Hall for the art exhibition, or go to the library to read books on Asgard's history and culture."
"The night after tomorrow, a ball will be held in the Asgard Main Hall. This is the most important reception event. His Majesty the God King,