wedding

On the bed, Eira cuddled close to Nimraph. He slept soundly as she buried her head in his chest, clenching his silk evening wear as she smiled. She had never felt so much joy in her life. She pulled her head up, uncurling her hand. On her finger dazzled a wonderful ring with a blue gem. Nimraph had proposed to her. Of course Eira had accepted.

    The ring had been given and vows had been said. The two young fellows were now man and wife. He had known the two for so little time it had seemed, he could not recall when their affections had become apparent. He had seen them survive the dangers of a troll attack while on guard duty and their recent delving into a goblin colony. Amaken and Anastasiar were now together bonded now more than any member of the Company. The sight was much too much for Altheric to bear.

Shortly after those who took part in the wedding had made it to the Hall of Fire, an Elf Daphne hadn't spoken to before, Seregrian, began to play the harp and sing for the first dance of Anastasiar and

"I'm glad I took part" Amaken thought, laying in bed after the tournament with Anastasiar at his side. He looked at her peaceful expression and only wondered what the wedding will be like. They asked Furley for presiding over the ceremony and he agreed. They decided on the venue. 

Right, to work then.

If only it was that simple.