The laugh from her is a girlish thing, overjoyed that the man she loves finds her beautiful and worthy and now she's his wife and this is real and hers. Not even death could take this from her--she'd have to fish him back up again. She feels like she's floating, and only his hands are keeping her firmly on the ground. Lady de Rolo. It's the best title he's given her yet.
"Thank you, Percy," she says, and the words don't feel like enough. She'll be sure he knows how grateful she is once they're alone.
She looks to Cassandra and Keeper Yennen, nodding to both. "And you, too. We know this was sudden. There will be a proper wedding sometime. Until then..."
Their discretion will be appreciated. Both seem to understand, promising to keep the secret without complaint.
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Date: 2025-01-13 04:58 am (UTC)"Thank you, Percy," she says, and the words don't feel like enough. She'll be sure he knows how grateful she is once they're alone.
She looks to Cassandra and Keeper Yennen, nodding to both. "And you, too. We know this was sudden. There will be a proper wedding sometime. Until then..."
Their discretion will be appreciated. Both seem to understand, promising to keep the secret without complaint.