Della

The morning sun lifted itself high into the air before Della woke up. She tossed aside her blankets sleepily as the light shone into her room. She yawned heavily. Then she sat up straight and yelled,

"I'm late!" Della changed in a record breaking five minutes and charged through her parents' house, grabbing a ripplefluff for breakfast. She munched on the sweet pastry as she ran to the Leapmaster. She arrived at the wedding location, a beautiful field filled with so many flowers it looked like a rainbow threw up. A silver platform was near the center, and in front of the platform were rows and rows of seats. An aisle led to the platform, and the aisle was blanketed with a gorgeous blue satin carpet. A group of gnomes was watering the field with a giant hose, and Della walked over.

"I'm really sorry I'm late... How's everything gone?" Della asked the head gnome, Leifa. Leifa smiled, winking at Della.

"We all have had our moments. And we have everything ready except the podium for the officiator." Leifa told her, the gnome's grey eyes bright and alert. Della glanced at the silver platform. A podium was supposed to be in the middle, but it was missing.

"Where is the podium?" Della asked. Leifa gestured to a huge box near the edge of the field.

"They sent the wrong podium. This one is as big as the stage. What should we do?" Leifa said. Della bit her lip and looked at the sky. A few clouds drifted across the bright blue sky, and Della tried to imagine them as her worries, drifting away. She took a deep breath.

"Well, I have to go to Atlantis for a dress fitting, so I'll stop at the podium place on my way and ask them to send the proper podium. Sound good?" Della questioned. Leifa nodded.

"Yes. What do you want us to do with the other podium?" the gnome asked. Della glanced at the monstrous box.

"I'll tell the podium place to take it back." Della said. Leifa looked satisfied, so Della grabbed her leaping crystal. The warm rush carried her away in seconds.

Atlantis, later.

The gown was composed of a simple long-sleeved white dress layered with diamonds, a blue sash, and a silver cape. Della loved it. The fabric was airy, light and easy to move in. Her shoes were blue heels, and they were comfy and looked great. She twirled around, and the dressmaker looked relieved.

The outfit had taken weeks to make, despite its simplicity, and the dressmaker had been on a frenzy to finish it before the next day's wedding. Della had ordered it weeks in advance, and thanks to that, it was complete.

Della had checked the mirror. She looked beautiful, with her hair done in an intricate braid and sprinkled with shimmery silver dust. The veil was long and diamonds were woven in, making it sparkle with every movement. The comb the veil fell from was solid diamond, with tiny sapphires here and there.

Della left the dressmaker's with a package big enough she had to light leap home to drop it off. As she set the white box on her bed, she wondered how Alden was doing.

Alden

His tunic fitting had gone well, and he had just dropped it off at Everglen and was about to leave when Dame Alina glittered into sight. Alden took a step back, hoping to leap before Alina saw him, but she spotted him and yelled,

"Alden! We need to talk!" Her tone was almost desperate, so Alden lowered his arm.

"What is it?" he tried not to groan. He and Alina had dated, but she was too obsessed with looks. They broke up and had never gotten back together. Now he was going to marry Della, who was kind and sweet and everything he dreamed of.

"Please, Alden, don't marry Della. Marry me! I love you!" Alina said, her blue eyes looking sad and innocent. Alden groaned and tightened his features.

"No, Alina, I told you, I will never marry you. Stop trying." And he raised his leaping crystal, letting the warm rush take him away.

He appeared in the flower field, and was instantly knocked over by a box the gnomes were carrying.

"OOF!" Alden grunted as he fell on the grass. "What in the Lost Cities?" The box moved over him quickly and a few gnomes helped him up.

"Sorry, but this is a surprise! Go shoo!" a gnome said. Alden shrugged and leaped again.

Alina

Alina glared at the spot where Alden disappeared. He had to marry her. HAD TO. It would secure her a spot as a Vacker, the most famous family around. She looked at the glowing gates of Everglen, and thought to herself,

I will marry him. No matter what I have to do.

Hi! This is Winter Kitty! I love KotLC. I will write another chapter about Alden's wedding, then do another short story. I'm planning to stay more active here than on my other fanfics... I hope. Thanks,

Winter Kitty