will you marry me?

[small_magics]

When the party has been going on for a few hours but no one has left yet, everyone is called into the main room. (The dragons will have a sufficient view if they prefer to perch at the outer doors.)

Angela has worked out a ceremony that will satisfy the involved parties, a reworking of standard Samarian traditions with some revised wording and adjustments for the fact that the groom inhabits two bodies. This ceremony, unlike the elven one, doesn't involve any jewelry.

And then Sarion and her beloved are married. Again.

Comments

[pina_colada]

"Hyacinthe?" he calls.

[carillons]

The small breathing noises become small crawling noises, and then a small face peeks out of the small gap.

"How did you know?" she asks.

[carillons]

"Me," says Ariel.

The two of them look at each other.

[pina_colada]

Kerron laughs. "Hyacinthe, meet Ariel. Ariel, Hyacinthe."

[carillons]

"You're big," says Hyacinthe.

"You're little!" says Ariel.

Hyacinthe thinks for a moment, and nods gravely. And then thinks for another moment, and asks, "Do you think a mouse with wings would be happy?"

"...I don't know," says Ariel. She finds a dangling loop of root to perch in, since she'd get tired of hovering otherwise, and looks at Kerron. "What do you think?"

[pina_colada]

"Well, that'd probably depend on how it was made," he muses. "People with wings seem pretty happy, though." He pats Ariel illustratively on the head.

[carillons]

Ariel giggles.

"Yeah," she says, "if I was a mouse I'd want to still have wings. But maybe if I was a mouse, I wouldn't want to if I hadn't ever."

Hyacinthe nods again. "Maman says she will make me a winged mouse if I want but I don't know if I do."

[pina_colada]

"Well, can she make it come out happy?"

[carillons]

"Yes," says Hyacinthe. "But I don't know if that counts."

[pina_colada]

"Huh."

[carillons]

Ariel is nodding. Despite the age gap, they really are very obviously similar.

[pina_colada]

"I guess I don't know either," allows Kerron. "I never asked for a magic pet. I did use to ask to get turned into things."

[carillons]

"I've never done that," they say simultaneously.

[pina_colada]

"Different tastes, I guess."

[carillons]

"My sister has a griffin," says Hyacinthe. "I don't want a griffin."

[pina_colada]

"I don't know what I'd do with one of those either, no."

[carillons]

"Mice are small and fuzzy," says Hyacinthe.

"They are!" says Ariel.

"And if a mouse with wings was happy then it would be good. But it wouldn't otherwise. And I don't want one. I just want to... meet one."

"And experience its smallness and fuzziness," says Ariel, nodding.

[pina_colada]

"Maybe you'll find a world with winged mice."

[carillons]

"That would be good!" says Hyacinthe.

[pina_colada]

"And then you won't have to take one home, just catch it and pet it a little and then let it fly away."

[carillons]

"I would like that!" says Hyacinthe.

[pina_colada]

"The multiverse is big. If you're patient I bet winged mice aren't far away."

[carillons]

Hyacinthe smiles.