Beautiful music started playing from harps and violins behind the tree line when Clarke took her first step. Bellamy looked at her with so much joy and happiness. He never admitted it to himself that he was in love with Clarke Griffin. His fiance, now his wife.
Every step Clarke took toward him, his heart skipped a beat. He always saw her as a beautiful princess, but today she looked like the ones he used to see in the fairy tales he read with Octavia. He never imagined of all people would he marry one.
It made him speechless the way her dress fit her so well. Her dress was strapless exposing her beautiful shoulders and back. The top of the dress was a beaded white corset, with beautiful designs of leaves and vines along it. The bottom was long flowing, white tool that faded into a light blue. The front of her hair was braided back so he could see her perfect blue eyes and her gorgeous smile.
Bellamy couldn't help smile himself, it was an actual smile, something he rarely gave. As she walked along the path, rose petals fell from the canopy of trees. He barely noticed them because all he could see was Clarke. Every step she took closer, his smile grew and grew.
When she finally finished the walk along the isle, Clarke handed her bouquet to Octavia. Bellamy walked over to where she stood and held out his hand gracefully for her to take it. She never broke eye contact with him as she took his hand. They turned to walk in front of the thrones, under the arch. Bellamy squeezed her hand slightly as they reached Anya in the middle, holding a birds nest filled with moss, and two silver bands with leaf imprints on them. Clarke took the larger one, and Bellamy took the smaller one.
"We have gathered here today, to join together Bellamy Blake and Clarke Griffin in matrimony for the safety of both our people. You may begin your personal vows. Clarke you're first." Anya said stepping back to stand along side Lincoln, another grounder, and Octavia, Jasper, and Monty. According to the grounders, only six people were allowed to attend weddings.
Bellamy saw Clarke look down at the ring she was holding in her hand, and looked back up to him. "Bellamy Blake. I remember the first day we met. You hated me and I really hated you. But as time went on, we started to trust and understand one another. I remember you told me that who we are and who we need to be to survive are two very different things. And I realized, I love both of those about you. You are compassionate and caring, but serious and determined when you need to be. You are everything I could ever ask for a husband and more."
A tear fell from her eye as she looked at the ring again and back up at him. "With this ring, I give you my heart and my soul. I promise to be honest, patient, forgiving, and kind. I promise make you laugh, encourage you, deal with your stubbornness, be there for you when you are at your worst. I promise to love you forever. Every single day of forever." she said as she slid the ring on his finger. Bellamy couldn't breathe he wished he could stay in this moment forever.
Clarke:
Clarke had never seen Bellamy so happy and carefree ever. She felt relieved to say her true feelings to him. She looked into his warm brown eyes and followed as he looked down at the tiny ring he was holding. His hand to hers and he looked back up into her eyes and began.
"Clarke Griffin. You have lost so much in your life, and you have been through so much pain. Ever since we first met, I have always admired your courage and strength. No matter what life throws at you, you always managed to see the light in the darkness. Before we met, I was hateful and cruel. I hated everything besides my sister, because I was an enemy of love. Love had only brought be pain. My walls were up, but you brought them down. You brought light, into my darkness. You showed me joy and happiness in the world." He pulled his hand up to wipe the tear falling from her face.
"I vow to help you love live, to always hold you with tenderness and to have the patients that love demands. I vow to speak when words are needed and to share the silence when they are not. I vow to live within the warmth of your heart and always call it home. I vow to love you and cherish you for all time." he said and slipped the ring on her finger right next to his mother's ring. Clarke felt like she was going to have her heart explode. The feeling of knowing the person she truly loved, loved her too, was the greatest feeling in the world.
They stared into each others eyes with so much passion and happiness. As they finished, Anya back over to them with a long band of leather, decorated with beads and feathers. The two of them held out their right hands and took the others. Anya then proceeded to wind the leather around Bellamy and Clarke's wrists and hands.
When she was finished, she stood back and said, "You may now say your traditional vows"
"I take you Clarke Griffin, to be my wife," he said still looking into her eyes.
"I take you, Bellamy Blake, to be my husband." she said.
"To have and to hold. From this day foreword." he said and remembered the time where he held her for the first time after being in the cold, freezing rain.
"For better. For worse." she said and remembered the time when Bellamy broke down outside of the depot. And the day after during the unity day party.
"For richer. For poorer." he said and remembered their lives before. She was a princess, and he was a janitor. No matter their status, she still fell in love with him, and he did with her.
"In sickness. And in health." she said and remembered the sickness that broke out in camp where they both got sick, and recovered together.
"For as long as we both shall live." They both said together both looking foreword to the future.
Anya unwrapped the leather and smiled, something Clarke had never seen in her life, and said, "I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may now kiss the bride."
Clarke looked at him and smiled blushing slightly. She knew that this time, they couldn't be interrupted. Everything around them blurred out and all she saw was him. She leaned in and so did he. Before their lips touched, Bellamy whispered "I love you." and then pressed his lips on hers gently. Clarke felt like she was on fire. She started to kiss him back. It was a sweet, yet passionate kiss. She wanted to live in that moment forever, however they had to go back to reality. They both pulled back slightly and Bellamy kissed her again quickly then picked her up by the waist and twirled her around.
Clarke let out a squeak of protest when he did but then laughed and kissed him quickly when he twirled her. When he placed her down, He turned to Octavia and motioned her to come over. She ran over and hugged her brother giving him a kiss on the cheek and then hugging Clarke.
"I'm so happy for you guys!" She squealed as she wiped tears from her face.
"It's time." Anya said. She meant the coronation. The sun had officially set and the entire place was illuminated with candles. Bellamy and Clarke walked hand and hand to the two thrones and sat in them.
Lincoln walked forward and began. "Will you solemnly promise and swear to govern the people of the hundred?"
Clarke and Bellamy both answered seriously, "I solemnly promise so to do."
"Long live, his majesty King Bellamy, and her majesty Queen Clarke." As he said those words, Anya and the other grounder placed crowns made out of gold shaped into vines with leaves. They both stood up and Bellamy took her hand.
After the ceremony was over, Anya, Lincoln, and the other grounder left. Octavia shooed Jasper and Monty away with her. Clarke and Bellamy were alone.
"Did I tell you that you look beautiful in that gown, princess." Bellamy said wrapping his arms around her waist pulling her closer to him.
"I'm actually a Queen remember?" she said correcting him, but putting her arms around the back of his neck. They started to sway back and forth, almost like dancing with no music.
"To me you're still a princess. But now your my princess. I love you, Clarke." he said looking in her eyes, she knew he truly meant it.
"I love you too, Bellamy." She said and captured his lips with a kiss.
