It has been an exceptionally pivotal past couple of days. Cuileth has seemed much more lively, and I imagine recent events have helped her cope-- though by no means do I believe she is completely over her grief.
I spoke with her two days ago about much more pleasant things, and she spoke at length about her mother whom she also misses dearly, but seemed far more ready to speak of her than her father. I admit that I learned much of her that I did not yet know. I find it strange how circumstances brought us together at such a deep, loving level, yet we never bothered to come to know each other topically.
At any rate, yesterday... yesterday, we were wedded. How strange it is to be able to sum up a life-long decision in such a short phrase. However, I have no qualms about it-- I have known for some time that she and I were brought together for such a reason.
I brought her to my father's house which she had yet to have seen, and she was certainly impressed. I'll admit it was no elaborate ceremony which is my peoples' custom, but it is something I shall never forget. There was no father to hand me off or mother to do the same for her, but we gave our vows and rings nonetheless.
I know that it is... improper for me to dwell on what it is that happened afterwards, but... I shan't forget that, either. The binding of bodies and souls is nothing to be thought of lightly. She and I now share something that shall always hold us together, at least remotely.
I sit now in my study within my father's house, and she continues to rest in the other room. Her gown still lays pooled on the floor and it's somehow a scene I should like to retain forever. Regardless, I grow hungry and most certainly have much to do today.
In parting, the obvious thought nags at the back of my mind, as it has for some time. Eru willing, I should be a father soon.
