There in the middle of a cute little chapel. Two lovebirds stood before the priest. Tattered clothes, minor bruises, but non of that mattered to the couple. It was about two or three in the Parisian morning.
"And now you two will recite some form of a vow to one another." She priest muttered still bewildered by this odd pair but smiled upon the youths.
Dimitri let out a silent sigh as the words came to him. "Anya, when I first met you I thought a dog looked better in a dress. You were always complaining and fighting me on what was right. Not to mention breaking my nose." Before she could send a rebuttal he continued. "But none of that applies now. Ever since the start of our journey, I have begun to notice how kind and thoughtful you are. Always thinking of others before yourself, even that darn mutt. But most of all you taught me how to be selfless and love once more. Anya, I owe you my life for you giving me your hand in marriage."
She had to admit the charming smile at the end of it all was a little over the top but she knew the words were from his heart. She smiled then got to her vows.
"Dimitri, when we first met I couldn't understand how someone could be so stuck on the thought of money. You made Midas look sane." Dimitri then slightly frowned. "but as we went along and began fighting I just knew there had to be more to you. I'm very glad you are the first man to ever teach me to dance. I will never forget that evening. How the setting sun made you look so handsome." She blushed slightly but kept eye contact with him. "From being the kitchen boy who saved my life, to the conman who gave me back my memories. There is only one man I wish to spend the rest of my days with; you."
He had to resist the urge to kiss her before the priest would say so. Once the man did say so, he slowly took her lips upon his and gave her a light kiss.
Once upon the boat, she leaned upon the metal railing as her husband joined her on her left side. She couldn't have imagined it better. As he draped his coat back over her shoulders she leaned rather close to his ear and whispered; "Thank you."
They shared a final soft kiss and leaned together as the Seine sent them drifting.
Just a cute little attempt at the second entry. R and R please.