My dear, we're slow dancing in a burning room
"Not typically. A vow is a vow. With or without an officiant." Maeve says simply, taking his hand and stepping down onto the stone path, hiking up her skirt slightly to keep it from tangling around her feet."Oh, I've been to plenty of those. I imagine they aren't too different. Perhaps a little more mushy in parts." She muses, meandering her way down the path, the crowd parting around them as they do.
It was best not to think about it. There was plenty of darkness in the world without adding to it. Something always happens. None of them can ever have peace for longer than a week and she knows this upcoming Longnight will be no different. "Sure, we could have it there. Though, I'm not sure Remi is such a huge fan of the place." Maeve huffs a soft laugh, shaking her head, "We can always have it at my home. I have the space for it."
It was best not to think about it. There was plenty of darkness in the world without adding to it. Something always happens. None of them can ever have peace for longer than a week and she knows this upcoming Longnight will be no different. "Sure, we could have it there. Though, I'm not sure Remi is such a huge fan of the place." Maeve huffs a soft laugh, shaking her head, "We can always have it at my home. I have the space for it."
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