A/N: The following two shorts are firstly the unexpected marriage proposal and then the reaction of the pairs mutual friend, Tarcanus. Both were equally fun to roleplay through but Tarcanus' reaction was so funny that we were laughing with tears rolling down our faces as we played through the scene. Ana found it amusing and rather endearing but Tindomiel was somewhat mortified. In his mind the wedding would be a very small and intimate affair far from the public eye. Tarcanus had other ideas, as is apparent from this piece...
A Proposal
"That isn't the first time you have used that word with me, you know, forever," had been her response, cheeky grin engaged, her teasing of him lighthearted, and he'd become a little more animated the next time he'd spoken, his cheeks even turning pink in the way that they did sometimes when they talked of such things.
And it never ceased to amaze Ana how this man made her feel when he reacted or in fact acted in certain ways in her company, in ways that he reserved for her and only her and she'd known it already but not with as much certainty as she did at that moment that there would be no other for her. There was no other before him, and from this moment forward, it would be only him.
"Isn't it the most remarkable and wonderful thing to promise oneself to another in the way that we have?" He'd asked her, and there had been more words that followed, and she'd held her palms to his cheeks and kept quiet until he was done and looking at her expectantly, blinking, his face flushed, but his expression serious.
"Tindomiel, I am crazy about you, you silly man! It matters not to me whether it has been weeks or even days. I have never been happier than I am right now."
"Then, will you? Will you marry me?"
"Yes. A thousand times, yes."
It's Going to be Epic
They had broken the news of their engagement to Tarcanus Frostbourne, and his gleeful reaction hadn't entirely taken Ana by surprise. What had, however, was his explosion of ideas for the wedding itself. He'd asked if they had talked about things, namely the date, the venue and the ceremony itself to which Ana had replied, "Well, we haven't discussed the details yet, although… Tindómiel wasn't entirely enthusiastic about the prospect of a large wedding. So…"
Tindómiel had closed his eyes and sighed. "Well, you see…" He'd snickered and licked his lips as he often did, but what he'd said next would serve to be his famous last words on the subject. "After thinking on it, I'm much less.. concerned with how that will be. So long as you're there and those magical words are spoken, I'll be quite fine."
"Oh. It will be epic."
And that had only been the beginning.
"EPIC!"
"Roses! Candles! Arrangements! Tuxedos! Dresses! Motor coaches! A magic PUMPKIN! Streamers! Fireworks! FIRE DANCERS! Torches! COLORS! LIGHTS! DECORATIONS! A.. parade!"
Tindómiel had looked afraid for a moment, pinching the bridge of his nose, shaking his head slowly while Ana had stood there torn between comforting him and laughing at the craziness of it all.
"Tarc, please. Tarc, calm down a moment. Let's not blow this out of proportion."
"HOUSE SINGSORROW WILL BE KNOWN FOR HAVING THE MOST FABULOUS WEDDINGS EVER!"
Oh Tarcanus, you crazy flamboyant mage, you.