<div style="text-align: center">Vestele:​</div><br/>The ceremony was beautiful, vows were exchanged and Dante stole a kiss from her which made the crowds in attendance cheer. Laylah found a smile on her lips which refused to disappear even as the day continued. They then made their way out, hand in hand to greet the mass of people who awaited them outside. Laylah smiled and waved as the celebrations began in full as music and dancing seemed to already erupt in small pockets around them. Finally they arrived back at the castle where the banquet began, Angels and Demons once more mingling together as they ate and talked about the day and the joining of two of their kind.<br/><br/>Laylah sat at Dante’s side her eyes darting over the people before her as she smiled, feeling happy and content with her place. At his question her head tilted to the side as she looked towards him her smile growing into a full grin as she let her hand take his as she raised it to her lips and pressed a kiss against his palm “ Well, dear Husband” she fought back a giggle at the foreign feeling of the word on her tongue. “I believe this is the beginning of a great and beautiful thing.” How quickly things had changed and all because of the good fortune of being at the slave market when she was, and Dante finding her in chains.<br/><br/>She was broken from her thoughts as she felt Gabby climb into her lap, her arms moving to wrap around the small girl instinctively as she held her close. “Hello, little one. Are you having fun?” Gabby nodded eagerly as she snuggled into Laylah’s arms “ Its so much fun. Mama said I can have cake If I’m good” she almost bounced in Laylah’s arms at the thought. Laylah’s eyes lingered on the young girl thoughts of the future coming forth, would she one day soon have her own child curled within her lap, perhaps one who looked just like Gabby. Midnight approached and licked at Gabby’s cheek making her  giggle. Laylah’s eyes darted around searching out Nyx until she found the female panther curled up by the fire, no doubt tired from the event.