[littl3chocobo]

he could not help but stare she was beautiful. the ache from last night and the desire to touch were back two-fold and he wished the day would go quickly so he could enjoy his lovely bride. as she came to stand to his side he dared offer her a small smile though as soon as she saw it he turned his eyes back forward and let it drop, that he would show eagerness was dishonorable and so he kept it to himself though as each reached their places and the monk began the long and dreary speech leading up to the exchange he found his eyes wandering once more towards the soft graceful neck and smooth jaw that was both firm and delicate at once