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]

"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.