@irulean : [wedding] a romantic kiss shared during a wedding ceremony.
the soft hum of unseen music reverberates throughout the garden of the grand palace, the air filled with the scent of exotic flowers. the ceremony had been beautiful— a union of two souls under the watchful eyes of their respective gods and, in the princess' case, a presiding emperor of a father. standing under the altar adorned in a delicate, flowing gown that seems to catch the light in a way that made her almost ethereal, the last words of the officiant echoes in the air. turning to face her beloved, shadowheart can't help but admire her beauty. her new wife. the princess stands regally, her golden hair shimmering in the sunlight, her eyes a mirror of the vast beauty she called home. stepping closer, the cleric steps closer, her heart pounding with a hybrid of nervousness and excitement. she reaches out, her fingers gently brushing against irulan's. "in this moment," she begins, eyes locking with her bride's, "i am bound to you. not just by words or vows, but by our love."
the love that has brought light into the darkest corners of her soul.
with a tender smile, shadowheart leans in, her lips meeting irulan's in a kiss that spoke of promises, dreams yet to come, mountains they would hike and conquer together. as the world seems to fade away, leaving only the two of them standing together in their perfect, timeless moment— the gathered crowd's cheerful reaction is enough to pull the cleric away, a smile still brandished across her lips. "i love you, irulan corrino."
