Darling, you're with me, always around me

Ignita wiped a tear from her cheek. She couldn't believe this was all happening. Their vows said, the ceremony finished, and they approached the castle from the grove. Her eyes glazed over as she picked out the faces of the crowd. Some she knew, some she didn't. She was proud of her darling babies minding Spider and being as well-behaved as they could be for being only a few months old. Her eyes glistened with gratefulness at the short Armadan hier. Wondering if their friendship could ever be salvaged. Though her eyes could hardly linger away from her husband for long.

The trail was lined with beautiful white and blue flowers over the crisp late autumn ground. Leading the procession up to the castle, Ignita could do nothing but look up in wonder at the beautiful castle. Naming each feature she had once seen in a book of medieval warfare. She wondered if they had a copy.

The inside was warmly lit by a crackling fire in the massive hearth and the banquet tables nearly bowed under the weight of the food piled high. She ignored the sharp smell of wines that threatened to pull her into memories best left in the past, instead, she picked out the rare and wonderful scents of foods she head never smelled nor tasted before!

A small table, a sweetheart table, was decorated more than the others and made just for the bride and groom. They made their way to the table and let the guests come filing in. She was so nervous with how many thank yous she would have to do.


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