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|| Broken Crown || Mumford and Sons ||
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|| Broken Crown || Mumford and Sons ||
Celeste blushed at Kitra's words, knowing that it was a promise. She decided to play that game where she whispered something naughty in Kitra's ears, knowing that her lover wouldn't be able to do anything like it until much later. Her smile was innocent, she seemed to almost be glowing. "It's strange," she admitted, "Knowing that we're married and yet feeling exactly like the same. Sort of like a birthday, but stronger?" Celeste wasn't sure how to describe this sensation; knowing that everything would be different and not feeling it yet. Perhaps later on she would by hit by the full affect of what being married meant. The carriage clanged and jostled the two girls together, making Celeste bump Kitra's shoulder. Their hands remained intertwined, a warm comfort on the sunny day. "It's amazing how much things have changed in such little time,"a ll around them the landscape had begun to thrive.
Stories were swapped at the wedding. Ones of Celeste and Kitra as well. Kitra first discovering her power and crying after she had killed a bug with it (that one was provided by Cambion) the first time they had laid eyes on their new Queen and knew that she was destined for greatness (a villager), how he had hated Kitra at first but slowly warmed up to her after seeing how tender and caring she was with his sister (Raphael). Celeste spent a lot of time talking and laughing, taking sips of bubbly here and there and sometimes a nibble of food. The two girls fed each other cake from the large chocolate and vanilla sections after cutting into it together. Once dessert had been passed around and the dancing had commenced, Celeste was certain that she wasn't going to get a moment alone with the girl she had just been married to.
By the end of the event her feet were aching and she wanted nothing more than to lie down beside Kitra and rest. The guests had all but gone home, only family remaining. "I guess we should make our way back home," Callisto said. She looked down at Celeste and Kitra, tears glimmering in her eyes. Raphael was thoroughly drunk and passed out in a chair, Gabriel had politely abstained from drinking as he hated having anything impairing his judgement. Her parents had mingled with people from far and wide, her Father seeming brighter than he had before, now that he had his limbs back. They had used Ryker's research to regrow them and after spending much time in physical therapy, he was able to walk and move on his own once more. Like learning to ride a bike, one never really forgot how to fly. "We'll give you girls sometime alone," Zadkiel winked at Kitra, completely understanding the need to spend time together as newlyweds.
"You're leaving on your honeymoon tomorrow, right?" Gabriel questioned, his face slightly tilted in a frown. "Yes, we leave sometime in the afternoon," Gabriel handed her a small wrapped box. "To make the journey a bit more entertaining," he said before looping his arm around Maya's. "We're going to turn in for the night I think, we'll see you in the morning." Celeste turned towards Kitra, her shoes had disappeared somewhere underneath a table, her bare toes touching the freshly grown grass. "Ready?" Celeste asked, seeming to shine as the light of the moon illuminated her dress, the tiny flecks still glowing.