She was beautiful.
That was all I could think.
For once, she had me at a loss for words. Usually I was quiet by choice,
but this time... I couldn't think anything except "Thank you for giving me
this woman."
I remember the first day we met... I thought she was a nut. A crazy girl. A
child.
How wrong I was.
Maya was beside her, wearing the faded blue that Malika loved so much, and
that was her whole wedding party. Behind me stood Braska and Jecht, side by
side. I had one best man than she did maid of honor, but neither of us
cared. The veil covering her face muted her eyes, which were the brightest
sparkling green I had ever seen. I could see them even through the lace. It
felt like an eternity before they reached us, up at the old tree we had
first met under. Maya took Malika's flowers and stood off to one side and
Braska, as a summoner and a priest of Yevon, began the ceremony. I don't
remember what was said. Nor do I remember answering. But I remember taking
her hands, and I remember putting the ring on her finger. It was a custom
made ring I had asked a local goldsmith to make for me. Inside, written in
Al Bhed, were the words I rarely said. "I love you."
She was radiant.
One set of words from Braska I –did- hear. "You may now kiss your bride." I
lifted her veil slowly, and pushed it back over her hair. The breath I had
just taken to prepare for the kiss was sucked away. She was truly beyond
words. Her eyes shone green, and her lips were a soft shell pink. Her black
hair was swept up from her face, leaving only a few tendrils curling down,
and she was nibbling her lip, in that way she did. Her eyes met mine, and I
reached down to cup her cheek.
We had never kissed before.
Come to think of it, I'd never kissed –anyone- before.
The sensation was... was... indescribable. Her lips were soft, and firm at the
same time, and her hand came up to my chest. After a few seconds, I could
hear a rumbling sound in the background and as we came back to reality, I
realized it was applause. She was pink-cheeked, and I might have been a
little flushed as well. But I was certainly not blushing.
As I took her hand, we turned to face the crowd... as Braska spoke once more.
"Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome Auron and Malika... as man and wife."
That was all I could think.
For once, she had me at a loss for words. Usually I was quiet by choice,
but this time... I couldn't think anything except "Thank you for giving me
this woman."
I remember the first day we met... I thought she was a nut. A crazy girl. A
child.
How wrong I was.
Maya was beside her, wearing the faded blue that Malika loved so much, and
that was her whole wedding party. Behind me stood Braska and Jecht, side by
side. I had one best man than she did maid of honor, but neither of us
cared. The veil covering her face muted her eyes, which were the brightest
sparkling green I had ever seen. I could see them even through the lace. It
felt like an eternity before they reached us, up at the old tree we had
first met under. Maya took Malika's flowers and stood off to one side and
Braska, as a summoner and a priest of Yevon, began the ceremony. I don't
remember what was said. Nor do I remember answering. But I remember taking
her hands, and I remember putting the ring on her finger. It was a custom
made ring I had asked a local goldsmith to make for me. Inside, written in
Al Bhed, were the words I rarely said. "I love you."
She was radiant.
One set of words from Braska I –did- hear. "You may now kiss your bride." I
lifted her veil slowly, and pushed it back over her hair. The breath I had
just taken to prepare for the kiss was sucked away. She was truly beyond
words. Her eyes shone green, and her lips were a soft shell pink. Her black
hair was swept up from her face, leaving only a few tendrils curling down,
and she was nibbling her lip, in that way she did. Her eyes met mine, and I
reached down to cup her cheek.
We had never kissed before.
Come to think of it, I'd never kissed –anyone- before.
The sensation was... was... indescribable. Her lips were soft, and firm at the
same time, and her hand came up to my chest. After a few seconds, I could
hear a rumbling sound in the background and as we came back to reality, I
realized it was applause. She was pink-cheeked, and I might have been a
little flushed as well. But I was certainly not blushing.
As I took her hand, we turned to face the crowd... as Braska spoke once more.
"Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome Auron and Malika... as man and wife."