I am Hers, She is Mine

Tamsyn sat at the head of the aisle under the lovely, flower covered arbor while she tried to keep her emotions in check while she waited with Artorias for the rest of the guests to arrive. When her son asked for her to preside over their wedding she had been honored and had agreed without a second thought and it was only in the days after as she began to prepare for it that she realized she had no idea what she was supposed to say or do for a wedding, but in the end she thought she came up with something that would fit the bill—assuming she managed to get through the whole thing without crying. She glanced up at Artorias as they began to wait and she gave him a proud smile. He had grown up far too fast and had become the most incredible young man she could have possibly asked for. Now here he was, officially settling down with the woman that she had seen him grow up with. It made her feel old and wistful, but ultimately grateful that she had the chance to be his mother.

As she looked out through the gathering crowd it was hard not to feel a little pang of sadness at the fact that Resin wasn't here to witness this. There was no changing how things ended up now, but she knew Resin would have loved to be here for their boy on such an exciting day, even if her former mate wasn't really one for fancy affairs and all the pomp and circumstance. Tamsyn blinked away a bit of mistiness in her eyes and leaned over to press her shoulder into Artorias' for just a moment before she sat up again, waiting anxiously for everyone to arrive and settle so that they could have Briar join them as well.

Tamsyn Carpathius of the Valley