I apologies for the lack of the lack of an update yesterday. As the number of readers has dropped, I have decided that this will be the last chapter. Thank you to everyone who has read this story :)
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***Sophie P.O.V***
A few months had passed since Gideon's proposal to me. We had joined Will and Tessa in Wales, thanks to Henry's portal and had defeated Mortmain and his army of automatons. Charlotte had become consul, and Will had taken over the Institute. As for me? My application to ascend had been confirmed. When Gideon and I had found out we were over the mood. It had meant our wedding could definitely go ahead. From that day on, I stopped my maid duties and spent the time instead training with Gideon. I was so happy. There had been one day I'd had a wave of anxiety about ascending, but Gideon had calmed me down, saying I had nothing to worry about, and he would be cheering the loudest when I did ascend and became a Shadowhunter. He'd kept true to his word, he really did cheer the loudest, and was the first to congratulate me afterwards. We'd had a party afterwards back at the Institute, and he'd stayed by my side the entire time. It had been the best day of my life, up to that point.
We'd properly started planning our wedding in the New Year. We'd thrown a few ideas round prior to this, but now we had to turn these ideas into a reality. Thankfully we mostly agreed on these ideas so planning was relatively straight forward. We decided on a quiet wedding, as I didn't know many people and Gideon didn't want the rest of the Lightwood clan to show up, and passing judgement on "Benedict's son". As Charlotte would be making the wedding official, I'd asked Tessa to be my maid of honour, which she had accepted. Gideon had asked Gabriel to be his best man, which he accepted. I was happy about that as it meant the brothers relationship had improved considerably. As well as improving his relationship with his brother, Gabriel's relationship with Cecily was blossoming, which Will wasn't too happy about. He eventually accepted it when I reminded him he now had a good reason to hurt Gabriel, not that I encouraged violence.
I'd been out with Tessa to sort out my wedding dress. Neither of us were that clued up on the latest fashions. That had always been Jessamine's area of expertise. Instead, we decided to just focus on the designs that I liked the look of. After looking at a number of dresses, we decided on one. It was simple golden dress that was tight on the top half, but fanned out at the waist. It made me look beautiful and I couldn't wait for Gideon to see me in it. He kept trying to get me and Tessa to give him details about it, but we weren't saying anything. I found it amusing that we knew something about the wedding, and he was trying and failing to get us to tell us. Bless him.
***Gideon P.O.V***
Sophie and I had decided to get married at the end of the spring. When the day finally arrived, I woke feeling both nervous and excited. Nervous because I cared and wanted things to go well, excited because I was marrying Sophie. I felt so proud of her when she ascended, she had achieved her dream and had become the Shadowhunter she deserved to be. From that day on, we'd shared a bed, so waking up the day of the wedding in an empty bed had been odd. I hadn't liked the thought of spending a night away from her, but knowing we would have the rest of our lives together, made it more bearable. Gabriel helped me prepare and calm my nerves.
Standing at the end of the aisle I had to stop myself from turning round when Sophie was walked down by Henry. Gabriel glanced a look and whispered "wow". It took a lot to impress Gabriel, so the fact he was impressed was definitely a good thing. When Sophie finally joined me, and Henry passed her hand over, I could see why. She was stunning and it took my breath away. I kept my eyes on her through the ceremony as we drew the wedding runes on each other. When Charlotte had said "you can now kiss the bride" I made the statement proud. Sophie and I were wed, and I couldn't be happier. I held onto her through the meal, speeches and dances, promising to never let her go, and to love her for the rest of my life.
I'd taken he back to Spain for our Honeymoon, and even taken her to the institute in Madrid, who welcomed us back with open arms. She'd understood why I had been so taken with the place in the first place, and had asked me to teach her some of the language so she would could understand what was going on, which I was happy to do. My parents had not had a happy marriage, and I was determined that my marriage to Sophie would not follow the same path. I had started as I meant to continue, and it seemed to be working. Since the wedding Sophie and I hadn't stopped smiling. Life was perfect.
