So, it is done, all the weeks mad rush to prepare everything, finally ended, the night came and put a gentle blanket of calm over the proceedings and now, early the next morning, I look at see Emion asleep. He has not even flinched since I've moved to grab my book and some ink. He had a busy day, let him sleep a little longer.
Oh, when I think of yesterday, I must admit, when I stepped out that door, dressed in my long and flowing white lace, I never expected to see so many people. Some I never saw before, most I did, but so many.
Two children from the village went ahead first, the dears, throwing white and red rose petals on the ground to the stage, where I saw Emion standing, all in black and looking handsome. Rannie and Leofrine helped me on the day itself, dressing and they walked ahead of me to stand by my side and give me away.
Then I walked down, Oooh, I was so nervous. I kept thinking 'Don't walk too fast, the dress skirts will rip on the floor' - but luckily they did not. Everyone was smiling and encouraging me on. And by the time I reached the platform, I managed to breath. Yet Emion just smiled, took my hands and with that, and the lovely vows, we were wed.
Yet...There was one face I did not see, I'm glad..Otherwise I---
I still...I can not believe it, me, Glorria Rose "Austelin" Dourthe, Lady Dourthe, Mrs Dourthe....Wife
