A brunette teenager ran her fingers through her shorter hair while tilting her head back and forth. Elua finally cut and styled her hair in the same way of the 'picked' illusion she once showed Qat. She had been waiting until this very day to do it - it just felt like it would have more meaning for her fiance to notice it on the day they became officially married.
Another tongue-in-cheek vow… and a reminder of an awkward moment to help lighten any nerves!
Really, there was only a single thing the young Goltbred *herself* was 'nervous' about. She worried, just slightly, over if her precious gem was having second thoughts about any of it. She had partners in her last life close to this 'official' point that then ran off with all of their pretty promises shredded.
Two out of fourteen weren't the worst odds, and was the bare minimum to pluralize it to partners, but it was still nearly one in seven!
36 black keys, 52 white. Name that object!
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Piano!
The beginning has some mildly nervous tension, but the piece then shifts into a wonderfully heartwarming - yeah okay, I'm not a music critic so trying to sound like one just because of the instrument reference is going to fail!
Silver Divinity making a little trouble by paying too much attention on her big day.
I had to come up with a Guild that does official wedding stuff on the spot as I was writing (none of my existing ones in notes fit the bill), so the name ended up kind of just a rewording of the silver cord item I wanted to include in the ceremony.
How lazy!
I totally don't plan to name a bunch of other stuff so on the nose in the coming reception parts... no, no... yeah.