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Arranged Marriage

profdoccooper:

paintthestarrysky:

Eleria’s cheeks flushed pink, a startling color against her usual porcelain complexion.  Her awkward hesitation shouted louder than words that this was her first kiss.   

She offered her husband a shy smile as soon as he pulled away, her cheeks still flushed.  She was his now, for better or worse.

Devil’s glare from his seat dampened the event.  Regardless of his necessity of marrying his daughter off, he still wasn’t happy about it.  Like his daughter his unusual characteristics that gave him his name were hidden from sight.  He didn’t want people staring.  Unlike the Devil; however, Eleria’s physical differences were only rumored and then wildly.  Given the nature of rumors who knew the truth.  

Eleria wasn’t entirely sure how her husband would react once he saw what made her unusual.

He hadn’t been surprised by the slight hesitation from his new bride; given the highly-sheltered life that she’d lived up to this point, it wasn’t surprised that she hadn’t had any opportunities for any sort of romance.

He could see Devil glaring out of the corner of his eye - could feel the man’s unhappiness about the circumstance as clearly as he could feel his own nervousness - but hoped that with time, the two of them would grow to at least be civil with one another.

Giving Eleria a reassuring smile, he took her hand and looped her arm through his before they took their first steps as husband and wife down the aisle and towards the awaiting reception.

Swallowing hard, Eleria allowed Eli to take her arm and escort her down the aisle. It seemed ages ago since she had walked up it on her way to make her vows. Now she was bound to a stranger; a kind one but a stranger nonetheless.

Still she had her pride and she couldn’t display her fear for the future. She wouldn’t give her family a bad name or give herself the label of the meek churchmouse. Insteadshe walked alongside Eli with her head high.

The reception beyond was less about the wedded couple and more about the political situation. The majority attending wouldn’t have even known the pair personally. Still both were required to smile and greet each one that came to offer a congratulations or largely unwanted advice.

Eleria, her visual memory unusually acute, greeted each one by name and remained polite and curteous despite the often arrogant words. Although after about an hour and a half Eleria had started to wilt under the pressure.

profdoccooper:

He shook his head, a smile still tugging at the corners of his lips as he studied her, lifting their joined hands so he could gently kiss her knuckles.

He knew of her love of gardens - it was one of the many reasons he’d arranged for them to be married in one - and was planning on perhaps sneaking her art supplies in her bag so she could paint while they were there.

"As long as I’m with the two of you, the details are mostly semantics to me, love."

"I thought you weren’t going to leave all the details to me," she teased, reaching out to poke him affectionaly in the chest with her free hand.  Somehow she wasn’t surprised though, as he left what activities she wanted to do and left nothing for himself 

"Or are you going to declare that the travel and lodging arrangements are your end of responsibilities?"  

34 | 1 day ago

Arranged Marriage

profdoccooper:

Eli took a deep breath at the words, having known that they were coming but still not fully prepared for this moment.

But stalling wasn’t an option, and with that in mind, he took one of his hands out of Eleria’s - they’d been holding hands through the ceremony as a further symbol of unity - and lifted it to gently tip her chin up before he dropped his head to gently brush his lips against hers.

It wasn’t an over-the-top kiss by any means, but Eli couldn’t help letting it linger just a second or two longer than necessary, a soft smile tugging at the corners of his lips when he pulled back a moment later.

Eleria’s cheeks flushed pink, a startling color against her usual porcelain complexion.  Her awkward hesitation shouted louder than words that this was her first kiss.   

She offered her husband a shy smile as soon as he pulled away, her cheeks still flushed.  She was his now, for better or worse.

Devil’s glare from his seat dampened the event.  Regardless of his necessity of marrying his daughter off, he still wasn’t happy about it.  Like his daughter his unusual characteristics that gave him his name were hidden from sight.  He didn’t want people staring.  Unlike the Devil; however, Eleria’s physical differences were only rumored and then wildly.  Given the nature of rumors who knew the truth.  

Eleria wasn’t entirely sure how her husband would react once he saw what made her unusual.

32 | 1 day ago

Arranged Marriage

profdoccooper:

Eli felt himself straighten up further as they approached the alter, trying his best to rid himself of the nervousness that swam through his veins, hoping beyond hope that he managed to get through the service without stuttering too badly.

He was surprised to find his sister sitting next to his parents, a hand resting on her swollen belly, though there was no sign of her husband, who was most likely off doing business of his own that he couldn’t be pulled away from.

As they reached the alter, he once more turned to face Eleria, lifting her hand to kiss her knuckles again, not only to reassure her that he was serious about this, but to further steady himself for what was to come.

Eleria had paused to curtsy deeply to her father, her head bowed submissively.  The gesture displayed that the girl would do almost anything the Devil asked of her; up to and including agreeing to marry and spend the rest of her life with a man she had never met. 

At Devil’s nod, Eleria straightened, turning back to her future husband.  If she still felt any nerves, she didn’t display her feelings on her face.   Instead she smiled at the touch of Eli’s lips against her skin.  

The ceremony was long and involved, much more than the usual vows that that most were allowed to make.  Eleira quietly promised to be the obedient wife to be faithful to both Eli as well as the alliance that their marriage represented.  Any children they produced would be proof of the alliance fidelity.

Eli’s voice that were requested of him asked for similar promises and terms of fidelity but without the mention of what would happen should he break them.  

finally the pair were declared main and wife and Eli was granted permission to kiss his bride. 

32 | 3 days ago

3000yearsofshame:

paintthestarrysky:

//First Ammy in your game, then my werewolf and finally he maaried the Hellhound.

OOC I shouldn’t be laughing as hard as I am

//Expect puppies soon.

//First Ammy in your game, then my werewolf and finally he maaried the Hellhound.

//What’s with AZ and dog ladies?

profdoccooper:

He grinned at the kiss to his cheek, behaving himself for the moment and not turning to try and capture her lips as she moved to pull away.

As she’d said, there would be time enough for play later.

"The botanical gardens, eh?"

He could feel his grin widen a touch, though he didn’t respond right away as he contemplated her suggestion.

"I think all three of us would absolutely love that."

Eleria knew that many of their activities would be limited because of Cailean’s presence, but it was a small price to pay to have their son with them.  Besides, Eleria loved gardens.  Flowers were the paint of nature and she adored the colors. 

She kissed his forehead affectionately, probably knowing how hard it was for him to resist her.  ”Any further suggestions, Eli?”

34 | 5 days ago

leprofesseurfloraison became tangled in shadows

leprofesseurfloraison:

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"French? I’ve heard that language referenced before, in fact…"

She nodded.  ”It’s the language I learned and you seemed to understand me well enough.”

"How curious."

leprofesseurfloraison became tangled in shadows

leprofesseurfloraison:

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"Parlez vous Kalosian? Magnifique!

Kalosian?  It sounded French to her, but she was willing to go along with it.  ”Oui. Votre Kalosian doit être le même que mon français

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