small_magics | will you marry me?

will you marry me?

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.

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"Thanks! Anything else while I'm here?"

"No."

"All right then."

And Glass taps her Janegem, returns to the party, updates torching for everyone who needs it, and -

goes looking for Lissa.

Lissa is admiring the flowers that have bloomed on one of the huge archways.

"Remember how I said you were shiny?"

"Yes I do," she says, looking away from the flowers toward Glass.

"The Downside admin is also shiny, but more-shiny like Callahan and not less-shiny like you, and she had a guess about what that could mean, although it doesn't fit perfectly, since her guess doesn't really come in amounts." And Glass describes as best she can the place that the admin mentioned. "Have you seen anything like that?"