Chapter 10
The day had finally come, the day when they would become one, the day when they would be married and live their lives together, forever. Tristan and Lyndsey would finally be able to be married and live out their life, as one.
The day couldn't have been any more perfect. The sun was high up in the sky, and the birds were singing to their hearts content.
Lyndsey was getting ready in her room with the help of Vanora. Over the years they had become each others best friends. Seeing as they were pretty much the only females that were ever around the knights. Not including the barmaids. Lyndsey stood in front of a mirror while Vanora did the last touch ups of her gown. Lyndsey's hair had grown long and blonde over the years, and she decided to leave it down. Vanora took the sides of her hair, braided them and elegantly pinned them in the back. The rest flowed down her back, and had a shine to it. She didn't have any jewelry except for a necklace that Vanora had found. It was a butterfly, which meant freedom.
It was over this time that Lyndsey forgot about her past life. She knew it was still their, but did not go to that memory anymore, for it only brought sadness and heartache. And today was not the day to be sad.
Lyndsey looked over herself in the mirror and couldn't believe what she saw. She saw a grown up women, getting married, and preparing a life for herself. She never would have thought in a million years that she would be in this position, and so soon for that matter. She could not have been happier.
Tristan was a ball of nerves as he stood in his room, getting dressed. Tristan didn't need to look as good, but he made sure he washed, and wore the new tunic that Lyndsey had bought him. It was black with green embroidered around the edges. He kept his hair in his eyes after much protest from Lyndsey. Lyndsey finally gave in, saying that he could have this one thing. So he kept his hair where it always was and smiled. Today he would marry the most beautiful and magnificent woman he had ever met. He couldn't believe that this woman would choose him out of all the others. He never imagined himself in this position. He never looked for a life of marriage, love and family. But here he was, waiting to enjoy that life with the one special person that made him feel like he could be himself no matter what. He could not have been happier.
There was a knock on Lyndsey's door telling her it was time. She suddenly grew nervous, and butterflies where everywhere in her stomach. As she walked out of the room, Vanora gave her a reassuring smile, and Lyndsey couldn't help but smile back and nod.
They decided to get married by the pond. It was peaceful and Lyndsey had always loved the water. As they stood next to each other, waiting for the priest to pronounce them husband and wife, Lyndsey and Tristan couldn't stop staring at each other. They looked at each other the entire ceremony. They exchanged rings that were pure silver, and had 'Forever' engraved on the inside. The priest handed them the cup of wine, and they both drank from it.
"I know pronounce you husband and wife."
Lyndsey and Tristan kissed their first kiss as husband and wife. Everyone cheered and was prepared for a great festival that evening.
The tavern was filled with loud and boisterous conversations. The knights were all drunk and wanted to dance with the bride of the evening. Lyndsey was purely exhausted when Arthur came to ask for her to dance. She smiled and accepted graciously.
"Thank you for dancing with me, I know you must be exhausted." Said Arthur.
"O no, it's alright, as long as I don't have a drunken man yelling inmy ear as i'm dancing, i'm good." She replied with a smile.
"I'm very happy for you, for the both of you."
"Thank you, that means a lot."
"Well, I must give you up now; your husband is giving me dirty looks." He replied with a smirk. Lyndsey looked over to see Tristan making his way over. He had a smirk on his face. One that could be defined as mischief.
"Now why did you scare him away, I was having fun."
"Well, if you haven't noticed my love, it is our wedding night, and there is more fun to come." He said with a smirk. Tristan scooped Lyndsey up and made his way to their room.
"Tristan put me down this instant! Tristan!"
"I have to carry you over the threshold. It is tradition after all." He replied coolly. Lyndsey huffed and let Tristan carry her over the threshold. When he entered the room, he placed her on the bed and went to close and lock the door.
"Now I am not certain as to what married couples do on their wedding night." he said with a hint of sarcasm and mischief in his voice.
Lyndsey smirked and stood. "Well, from what I hear, the man is supposed to wait on his wife hand and foot."
Tristan scoffed. "I haven't heard that one." Lyndsey looked at him with mischief and passion in her eyes.
"Then which one did you hear?" she replied innocently.
Tristan kissed her while he began to untie her dress.
"O yes, I remember now." said Lyndsey with a smile.
He took the clips off and allowed the dress to fall to the floor. He looked at her with marvel. Never had he seen anything more beautiful. He began to kiss her as she began to take his clothes off as well. They were soon looking at each other with such love, that even a hopeless romantic would get sick. It was safe to say, that they would be spending the whole night together in pure bliss, as husband and wife.
