Finally had fallen a good snowfall, and Shaareim could enjoy it painlessly rib. She and Samuel decided to walk a little in the morning, and in the afternoon, another copious amount of snow fell again. She took that to sit on the back porch and meditate quietly, while the strange sound of snowflakes falling enveloped her in a very peaceful state. And while she did that, Drake began to analyze some things with his computer, looking her from the window. Obviously things were he must necessarily deal with her, but he wanted to advance a little.
Time after, he sought her, seeing that she had entered and was on the couch, reading. He quickly walked toward her, placed the computer on her legs and he sat very close, then gently bite her shoulder.
- Auch...- She said, looking him- ¿Why so much emotion?
- Look…- He kissed her head- I've had several ideas...
Edna looked at the computer, with a list of places, prices, options. But she did not understand why.
- You choose- He caressed her back- You know that I do not care...
- ¿Choose what? I do not understand.
- Where… when…
- ¿Where and when what?
- Get married.
- Oh...- She understood.
- With that Nate and Elena are there, the rest is indifferent to me.
- And Victor...
- Sure… But I need to think about the honeymoon...
- ¿Do you have a preference?- She leaned on his shoulder.
- Mmmm…I want to be smoking.
- In favor- She smiled- You are forty times more sensual with smoking. ¿What do you want me to use?
- Nothing, but I doubt you could get married naked... Whatever you want darling, if only be a moment.
- Something simple then. However… ¿Where? I do not know…
- I think you'll like it here- He opened a window of the computer.
She saw something shining in terms of simplicity and preciousness. It was the city park. They had walked by there before, but Edna had never thought in use it for marriage, and no doubt it was perfect. The place was beautiful, large, and had certain sites especially lovely like a huge tree with hundreds of years, a small bridge, lakes, old style buildings.
- My idea is to use the bridge, for photos or wedding itself- He said- The Botanical Garden inside also it can be used for wedding, but considering it is winter, I think decorating the ancient tree, with lights, and I do it at night, it would be much better. But if it comes to snow, it would be fascinating.
He looked her, noting that Edna was staring at him.
- ¿What?- He muttered.
- You are amazing ¿You know?
- Edy- He augh gently.
- I love the idea- She bit him on the shoulder, as he had done- Damn and adorable genius.
- Don't bite me… You know very well that excites me.
- ¿You think I do not know?- She returned to bite him, slightly closer to the neck.
- God...- He growled- And… Done… Today we do it in the couch...
Edna laugh, seeing him close the computer and climb on top of her for another session of wild love.
A couple of weeks later, wedding happened, shining through the simplicity of its preparation. Day, they had decorated the ancient tree with long white ribbons, and they had prepared the reception with the huge plant. Simple, with tender decoration and very few guests, three reality. As they had expected, snow fell until a few hours before, so everything was white, as if they were in the clouds.
The three men with smoking, and Elena with a beautiful white dress.
Nathan had the rings, and was Victor who brought Edna to Samuel. She wore a white dress, delicate, slightly tight around the waist, but very loose down, tailless, unveiled, or excess decorations. Her hair up, hooked with a simple motif, and some appropriate tufts falling on her exotic skin, a bouquet of blue chrysanthemums.
Even when was cold, Samuel felt a great warmth in his chest, who invaded and spread throughout his body. He smiled broadly when he was faced her. She smiled back and turned her head slightly to the right.
- ¿What?- He was surprised, bringing his hand to her- ¿Edy? ¿What did you do?
Shaareim had some red marks on the left side of his neck. Four red marks, where she had tattooed four birds. Exactly the same birds in the same exact position than Drake.
- ¿Did you just...?- He said, bringing his fingers to her, but not touching- ¿Did you just tattoo them? ¿You are crazy?
- It's my wedding gift... ¿You don't like it?
He just smiled, with red eyes, full of feelings. His wife had tattooed what more symbolized his life.
After the necessary verbiage by the judge, Nathan approached, giving the ring to Edna, and allowing her, say her vows.
"Namasté, Samuel Drake. I've spent my life being thousands of things. Orphaned and refugees, student and thieving, sister and friend, teacher and owner, demented and coherent, living and dead, poor and successful. All that, are things that come and go, transient and unimportant. But I am here today for the most important of my life, the eternal, even beyond my death, to be fiancee and wife. After so many years, you already know who I am, and who I am not. But today, I will be something that had never been for you. I promise to be, I promise I've always promised to you. I promise that when no one else is for you, I have next to you, always."
She gently placed the ring on his finger, smiling, so emotional as he.
Nathan approached the ring to his brother. He took it, before drying one eye and start talking, with the voice a little shaky.
"Edna Shaareim... I still remember the first time I saw you, tired, hungry, alone, struggling to survive. We were just kids, and even so, you stole all I ever thought nobody could steal. You followed my steps, year after year, questioning me, scolding me, but always you had that special love. And year after year I loved that about you, even when the fate separated us. In the worst time of my life, the only remind you was the only lighthouse of hope and sanity that kept me afloat, and prevented my soul out of my body. And now you're in front of me, still the same girl I fell in love. Now it's my turn to promise to question you and scold you. Promising to be your lighthouse to keep you afloat, until my soul leave my body."
He placed the ring on her finger, with a wet smile, seeing her mourn in silence.
Both looked into they eyes, waiting for the "I now pronounce you husband and wife" that made kissing hard, cuddled.
His only three guests applauded, also as teary like them, although Fisher's exceeded them all.
Samuel and Edna Drake began their lives.