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Notes: Thanks for the reviews! Last chapter was a hard one; I wanted it to be romantic, but it was very important to me for Candes to be the one who confessed first. So I'm very glad everyone seemed to enjoy it.

Also, sorry for the wait, I spent last weekend cleaning my room instead if writing, so...

(and yes, I did have too much fun coming up with wedding traditions; only a few have a basis in reality. I deviated from the elvish norm because A,i think that after a few thousand years, some things would have changed, and B, I like inventing wedding things).

Chapter Fourteen

Day Three Hundred and Thirty Three

You know that amazing moment when you wake up and your life isn't just a dream?

Yeah, I love that moment.

Last night, after everything with Gorvon(!), I found Nimhel and Lýthril. I just smiled at them and they, being elves, knew. This also meant that within an hour, every elf in Rivendell knew. But I'm okay with that.

Because I just saw Gorvon walking towards me to eat.

More later.

Day Three Hundred and Thirty Three, later

Well, Gorvon had to leave. It was sad, but I know I'll see him soon; he's going to spread the news to the Dúnedain and in three months or so, around my birthday, he'll be back, possibly with some others for an engagement party.

I miss him; but it's not as bad as before, because I know I'll get him back. Besides, I got to kiss him goodbye (and rest assured, there will be some questions on where he learned to kiss like that)

Of course, I need to figure out how to get a ring...

Day Three Hundred and Thirty Three, even later

I spoke to Glorfindel about the ring issue. He told me not to worry, and that he would help me out. I' not sure if that's actually going to calm my worries; he has quite flamboyant taste.

Day Three Hundred and Thirty Four

I spoke to Erestor about wedding customs back home. Our biggest debate was over the dress; apparently, blue is the color of purity here, not white. But I always dreamed of wearing a white princess dress.

He eventually said that perhaps a very light blue would be fine. But he completely vetoed the stomping on the glass my uncle did when he married that hand model from Russia. Apparently breaking glassware is considered a bit gauche

oh well, I didn't quite know what that meant anyways.

Day Three Hundred and Thirty Four, Later

I just realized everyone expects me to up and go in a few months. I was a bit worried about my story getting out, that I can't move to Arnor until after the war because I know that it will happen/everything about it, but then I realized the council is in a ew months.

I am both relieved and scared' the war is a topic I try not to think of.

Day Three Hundred and Thirty Six

The last three days have consisted of congratulations, and planing. Nimhel insisted on sewing my dress (she thought light blue would be very pretty), and Lýthril offered to make me a hair covering (it's a part of the traditional Dúnedain wedding ceremony that the husband put his wifes hair up to signify she is married).

Speaking of wedding customs, there are some interesting ones. First, since we met in September, our wedding should be around them. There is an exchange of a sword (which I give to him) and a piece of jewelry (which he gives me). There are a few parts to the ceremony, but I hear it is more lax than Gondorian or Rohirrim weddings (no waving of the bloodied bed sheets outside of my window).

I have been learning them all and more. Erestor has given me a Rohirrim wedding tradition he though I might like; kissing over a pile of cakes. He said it would enforce my story of being an amnesic Rohirric orphan (no one has said I am an orphan, it was simply implied). But I did mention it to Nimhel (who is very enthusiastic about my wedding. And smug. So very, very smug).

It's a little alarming since I only got engaged a few days ago. Still, the wedding won't be for a while, I have time to get used to the idea.

Day Three Hundred and Forty

It's been a while. Sorry, I've been floating on a cloud of bliss.

Glorfindel showed me to the metal workers shop, where an ellon named Aithanar agreed to help me make a ring.

The ring exchange isn't to different from those of the elves; they switch rings then give them back, which is all fine and good for them because a ring that fits on an ellon is going to fit on an elleth. But mortals actually have physical distinctions between the sexes, so it's custom that they give you a ring that's for you, and instead of returning it you wear it near your heart, and at the ceremony put it on.

So I'm working on making a ring for Gorvon. It's going to be thick and silver with a sort of braided pattern on the edged, and the middle will be clear.

In other news, I've been working extra hard with Glaewron and Celegeth, who have begun to teach me about surgery. As if butchering animals for food isn't enough.

Day Three Hundred and Forty One

The ring was ready today; it's perfect. I'm keeping it in the wallet Nimhel gave me, but I pull it out and look at it every so often.

I'm getting married.

To Gorvon.

I cannot t my happiness into words.

Day Three Hundred and Forty Three

I worked on the dress with Nimhel today; which is to say, she drew sketches and I told her what I thought. It's going to be simple; long sleeves, a scoop neckline (since I don't have any cleavage, this won't be scandalous), and a long skirt. But the little details, like the cut of the bodice and the buttons down the back make it seem impossible perfect. And the fabric; it's this perfect icy blue; the top it going to be all beaded with glass and crystal and the skirt is just going to flow...

I may not have a princess gown, but I have my perfect wedding dress.

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So, another short one... sorry. I was cleaning my room, like I said. Also, sidenote, the thing about the glass: In Jewish culture, the groom syomps on a glass at a wedding to remember that even in happy time, the temple was destroyed (or something like that. I didn't really pay attention in Hebrew School). I wanted to include that because Candes is half-Jewish.

Please review, it means a lot to me.

Also, does anyone have any good fanfic recommendations? My two current favorites (The Skipper by LinzRW and The Shieldmaiden of the North by Bronze Cat) haven't been updated in a while and I could use something good (but please not overly dramatic or angst-y. And no slash) to hold me over.