<i>"I do."<br/>
</i><br/>A simple phrase carrying the weight of a thousand promises. Blue smiled at his mate as his ring was returned to him and another was placed on Eivind's own hand, simple by comparison to Blue's little work of art. Perfectly fitting. Their lips touched, the ceremony completed, and Blue felt as if he weighed no more than a feather, gliding along on the gentle breeze as it danced around them during this, their special moment.<br/><br/>"Laugh at my husband? How could I ever?" Blue teased, settling sweetly into Eivind's hold, not minding the slight awkwardness of the formal movements. Knowing Eivind had actually taken lessons, allowing another to touch him for the sake of performing adequately for their first dance together was more than enough for Blue to feel a surge of pride in his lover. They had come so far in such a short amount of time, enduring tribulations few "normal" couples could even begin to imagine, and they were still here. Still together, still whole.<br/><br/>Their dance, while short, was sweet and Blue treasured the moment, wanting to freeze time and stay within his husband's arms. They twirled on the final note, ending their ritualistic dance with a kiss, Blue's arms wrapping tightly around Eivind's shoulders. It was easy to forget they had eyes on them, watching their every move. Blue recalled where they were with a flush of his cheeks, pulling away and smiling madly. "I love you," he whispered, lips against Eivind's mouth.<br/><br/>The sun began to set as the newlyweds and their guests settled down for dinner. Little globes of light were strung throughout the low-hanging branches of the trees surrounding them, illuminating the entire outdoor setting in an ethereal, romantic glow. Blue and Eivind were situated at a small table at the edge of the dining area, just room enough for the two of them. A tall white orchid and a sprig of lavender sat in a long, thin glass vase in the center of the table atop a crisp eggshell tablecloth. Next to the vase was a single bottle of wine. Guests were welcome to come and congratulate the couple on their nuptials, though Blue relished the moment to simply sit with his lover and talk without the pressure of curious eyes and ears.<br/><br/>"We did it," Blue breathed, eyes wide as if he wouldn't have been able to believe it if he hadn't just experienced it for himself. Signing the marriage license the week before hadn't seemed valid. Just a signature on a piece of paper. This, the ceremony, the experience, this solidified their unique union, and Blue was practically trembling with joy.<br/><br/>"You're my husband now, Vin. How do you feel?"