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The crowd fell silent.
The chirping of birds in the background and the flashing of cameras were the only sounds beside the officiant's voice as he spoke, "Citizens of Amestris, we are gathered here today to witness the union of our beloved Fuhrer Roy Mustang to Former Lieutenant Riza Hawkeye! If there are any present today who reject to this match, speak now or forever hold your peace!"
A tense silence passed as everyone stood and waited for a moment.
Surely no one would speak out against the Fuhrer's wedding would they?
Riza squeezed Roy's hands.
No….of course they wouldn't.
"Very well." The officiant nodded. From his own pocket, he removed two simple gold bands. "Let the Fuhrer and his bride now exchange vows. These golden bands will symbolize their undying love and commitment to each other. Witness it now!"
Hundreds of cameras seemed to flash even more frequently as the officiant looked at Roy first, "Fuhrer Roy Mustang, do you take Riza Hawkeye as your bride? Do you vow to honor and protect her, to cherish her, and comfort her until death pulls one of you from this world?"
Roy stared very seriously at Riza, his jaw set firmly, his face solemn as he spoke, "I do."
The officiant then turned to Riza and although it hardly seemed possible, the camera flashes seemed to intensify even more, "Riza Hawkeye, do you take Fuhrer Roy Mustang as your husband? Do you vow to honor and respect him, to cherish him, and comfort him until death pulls one of you from this world?"
Riza looked just as serious as she gazed back at Roy, her jaw also set firmly, her face solemn too as she nodded, "I do."
Roy squeezed Riza's hands so tightly she was certain that he was going to crack her fingers.
Then Riza saw the tears threatening to spill from his eyes….
He was using her hands as an outlet for emotion, so his people wouldn't see their Fuhrer cry.
Riza's own eyes watered with happiness but she fought to remain steadfast, already relying on her husband for comfort as she squeezed Roy's hands for support.
"If the vows you have pledged to each other are genuine and true, then take these rings and place them on each other's fingers." The officiant ordered the bride and groom, opening his hand and offering the rings to them.
Nervously, with the entire crowd watching, Roy picked up the smaller ring and slipped it on Riza's finger, then she picked up the larger one and slipped it on Roy's finger.
"Turn and face all who have come to bear witness." The officiant ordered the couple.
Roy and Riza turned towards the crowd, the individual people not hardly even visible anymore over the rows and rows of cameras.
Roy clasped Riza's hand and the officiant raised their intertwined fingers up for everyone to see. "I present to you for the first time, Mr. and Mrs. Roy Mustang! The Fuhrer of Amestris now has his First Lady!"
Cameras flashed and flashed and flashed…
No applause.
Not yet.
The crowd was still waiting to see one thing…..
"You may now kiss the bride." The officiant nodded quietly behind Roy.
Riza thought he would kiss her gently.
No…
Roy was too happy for that and too proud.
He wanted more than a simple kiss.
Roy grabbed his new bride by her waist and dipped her down, cradling her in his arms, he crushed his lips onto hers in a dramatic gesture of love.
As the crowd erupted into deafening cheers, claps, and whistles, Riza raised her hands up to cup Roy's face as she kissed back.
The crowd kept cheering and the couple kept kissing and the cameras kept flashing…
It wasn't that Roy and Riza were trying to be shameless, but it just felt so good to finally, finally share this moment…...this living dream…...
"I thought the kiss was only supposed to last for an instant?" Major Armstrong whispered to Havoc.
The wedding officiant had started to blush.
"I'll handle it." Havoc replied to Major Armstrong.
Havoc walked up behind the groom and elbowed Roy in the back, snapping him out of his trance.
Roy and Riza ended their kiss at last.
Although Roy did flash Havoc a grateful but irritated scowl once they did.
Havoc just shrugged.
Roy and Riza, along with the wedding party, began to walk, parading down the aisle and into the waiting car that drove them to the reception a few blocks away…..
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Truly, a grand reception was held throughout the streets of Amestris.
Select dignitaries, friends, family, and high ranking military personnel were invited to be seated at the center of the party in the city's largest park, but all who attended the wedding still got to be a part of the celebration.
Food was available throughout the city and loud, lively music was played, giving all the opportunity to eat and dance.
After a very slow drive, punctuated with more photos and almost constant waving, Roy and Riza arrived and stepped out of the car.
Their guests applauded as the bride and groom walked to their table.
Roy took a moment to welcome everyone and thank them for coming, and then invited them to help themselves to the buffet.
The meal that was served consisted of roasted chicken, sautéed green beans, and a choice of several different sides.
Sensitively, Riza had also planned a vegetarian option for those guests who had special dietary needs.
Roy had thought that was rather unnecessary, but when he saw how happy their guests were, he smiled at Riza.
"Told you….Colonel." Riza teased.
"Yes, it appears I stand corrected, Lieutenant." Roy whispered, leaning in and giving her a gentle kiss.
After everyone had eaten, Roy and Riza cut the cake.
The cake was an elegant choice, a vanilla flavor with textured fondant icing, punctuated by red roses made from buttercream.
The guests all commented on how lovely the cake was but the poor bride and groom had hardly gotten to eat anything all day…
Every time they lifted their forks, it seemed that someone else was coming to their table to congratulate them, wish them well, or greet them.
Once it came time for their first dance, Roy saw Riza glance down forlornly at the barely-eaten food on her plate.
"It's alright." Roy whispered to her as he offered her his hand and walked his beautiful bride to the dance floor. "We can eat later."
Roy had been anxiously awaiting their first dance.
No one there knew, not even Riza…...but Roy had been taking dance lessons from a private tutor.
Everyone watched as Roy skillfully took Riza's hand and waist when the song started and began to gracefully lead his bride around the floor.
At first, their performance was met with stunned silence.
Was….was Roy really….dancing?
….so…...well?
Riza was more pleased than surprised and a bright smile broke out over her face.
Roy gazed at her with deep affection and the guests began to applaud.
How adorable they looked together!
After the song ended, the couple invited the others onto the dance floor.
"I didn't know you could dance." Riza said to her groom later, while they swayed to a slow song.
"I couldn't. I learned for you." Roy smiled.
Riza smiled back and laid her head down on Roy's chest, listening to his heartbeat over the rhythm of the music.
It was growing late, the sun had nearly set.
The party was fun, and the ceremony had been beautiful, but Roy was ready to have some private time with his new bride.
Surely they had stayed long enough now…...
"What do you say we get out of here, Lieutenant?" Roy whispered, kissing Riza sweetly.
Riza looked up at her new husband with a grin. "I think that sounds wonderful, Colonel."
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The couple said goodbye to their guests and again, the black car that carried them was paraded down the streets.
Wedding attendees and well-wishers waved and shouted their blessings as the car drove through the streets.
As they rode, on the black leather car seat, Roy had Riza's hand clutched tightly in his own.
After what seemed like an eternity, the shiny, black car finally pulled into the driveway of the Fuhrer's mansion.
Riza's chauffeur stepped out and opened the door for the couple.
Roy stepped out first.
When Riza tried to climb out, he grabbed her and picked her up in his arms.
She squealed in surprise.
"Are you going to carry me over the threshold?" Riza asked.
"Of course I am." Roy replied with a smug smirk.
Riza rolled her eyes as he began to walk, carrying her to the door as the chauffeur saluted the Fuhrer and climbed back into the vehicle, driving away.
Roy fumbled with his key but finally opened the door.
He stepped inside with Riza and sat her down.
No more wedding…
No more subordinates…..
No more chaperones….
They were alone now.
Riza felt strangely anxious for some reason and began to smooth out her dress.
As she did, Roy's onyx eyes admired her cleavage until she looked up.
They gazed at each other for a moment, each knew what was about to happen next.
"So this is it then, Colonel?" Riza asked.
Her eyes widened in anticipation as Roy gently grabbed her hips and pushed her against the nearest wall, his stare seeming to intensify.
"This is it, Lieutenant." Roy whispered, leaning into capture her lips in a sweet, deep, passionate kiss.
Yes, he and Riza were finally together.
They could finally be a couple…..
Roy picked Riza up again and began to carry her up the stairs to his large bedroom.
They could finally make love…
Yes.
They both knew….
This was it!