frey
'Oh, I think not."
Dropping the apple, Frey would place Phoebe's head in their hands, directing her eyes (open or closed) to gaze up into their own. Blowing on her face as one might a screaming baby to force it to take in a breath, Frey's exhalation would bring with it a sense of serenity and calm.
"You know how I feel about trying new things." They added with a devilish bob of their brows. "But no one here is forcing you honey-leaf. You want to call off all of this? You go right ahead. You want to take the plunge with tall, dark, and stormy here? You can do that too. But like I said, this wedding doesn't mean anything. You stop being married the second you want to. All these rings and vows is just something you silly mortals do to make the promise feel more tangible."
Dropping the apple, Frey would place Phoebe's head in their hands, directing her eyes (open or closed) to gaze up into their own. Blowing on her face as one might a screaming baby to force it to take in a breath, Frey's exhalation would bring with it a sense of serenity and calm.
"You know how I feel about trying new things." They added with a devilish bob of their brows. "But no one here is forcing you honey-leaf. You want to call off all of this? You go right ahead. You want to take the plunge with tall, dark, and stormy here? You can do that too. But like I said, this wedding doesn't mean anything. You stop being married the second you want to. All these rings and vows is just something you silly mortals do to make the promise feel more tangible."
