So, so, so sorry about taking so long! I just... couldn't get the inspiration to come.... I couldn't write the wedding, all the talking, lol, so I'll be starting just as it finishes...

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A small wedding was what Danielle had asked for. A small wedding was what she was promised. Danielle supposed that this was a small wedding - to Henry's mother and father. The cathedral was filled, not another person would have fit comfortably into the room, though Danielle guessed that there were already persons who were less than comfortable.

Kneeling now at the alter, she shifted slightly as the priest drowned on in latin, a language she could not understand. At the order of Henry's mother, her hair had been curled and piled on top of her head, and her dress was made of silk that Danielle was sure was worth more than her father's house.

"Daydreaming again?" Henry's whisper cut through the many thoughts filling Danielle's mind. "I thought you would at least be interested enough to pay attention to your own wedding... I didn't know I bored you so."

Simply smirking, Danielle whispered back. "It is not proper to speak at this time, Milord, so, I suggest you desist."

Henry held back laughter, his eyes showing Danielle that he was not in the mood to behave this day. As soon as the priest had utter the words that proclaimed them married by the eyes of God, Danielle began to stand. Henry did not allow this, his arms going around her right there, kissing her so deeply that they both toppled over backwards, her laying on the ground, him above her, still kissing her. Murmurs rang out throughout the crowd, all unsure of how to respond to this. Marie simply laughed, and Francis shook his head. "He's your son." He states simply.

Laughing from her position, Danielle smacked Henry's arm. "Henry, you'll rip the dress, you fool."

Henry moved his kisses to her neck as her helped her up, unwilling to break contact with her. "I very well may do that once we are back to the palace, my dear." He admitted, causing a blush to come to Danielle's cheeks. Taking her hand into his, Henry kissed it lightly. "I love you, Danielle."

Danielle grinned at the seemingly simply words. "Then you shall have to show me just how much tonight, my dearest husband." She poked his side as he laughed, leading her back down the aisle. "Though we had best get back and prepare for the ball..." She mused.

Henry nodded. "I told you my father would not give up that notion no matter how sweetly you asked." He grinned back at her. "If you thought this was a crowd, wait until you see who he has invited there."

Danielle was smiling, until memories of the last ball filled her mind. That night was the worst night of her life. She wondered if another ball, could truly turn out to the be the best. Somehow, she felt unsure, and tightened her grip on Henry's hand. Doing this caused Henry to glance back at her, and while he still smiled, his eyes showed his understanding. "Do not worry, my love. Everything will be wonderful... and I'm not going to ignore you trying to tell me something ever again. If I do, I grant you full permission to smack me until I listen."

Danielle smiled. "I do not need permission, Henry." She countered, glad to see this caused him to laugh once again. They had reached the doors, and while they were pulled open for them, Henry motioned to the carriage that awaited them. "Come, we will arrive at the palace before anyone else. So the only people we have to worry about congratulating us will be the servants..."

No sooner had he said this, than Jacqueline and Laurent walked up. They had come out of the side door, planning on greeting their friends in private. "Oh Danielle, you were absolutely stunning!" Her stepsister hugged her tightly. Danielle laughed, thanking her while hugging her back.

"As I am sure you will be when it is time for your own wedding." Danielle assured her. Though, surprisingly, this brought a blush to Jacqueline's cheeks.

Laurent cleared his throat."Actually... my fiancé... and I.."

Henry cut of Laurent before he could get any further. "You've asked her?" He grins, putting a hand on his captain's shoulder. "That's wonderful!"

"We've planned the wedding for early next month, actually." Laurent admitted, smiling brightly at Jacqueline. "But you two better get on your way before the people file out of that church. You'll be stuck in the street until the morn if that happens."

Henry nodded in agreement, sweeping Danielle into the carriage. After they had exchanged farewells, the carriage driver was given the order to head for the castle.