Maric grinned at Nimue as she spoke of bathing under waterfalls. She was certainly one of a kind. However, it had the opposite effect on Faren, the young man's face turning red as a beet as he tried to banish the thought from his head. It didn't help when she mentioned 'talking' in privacy in their room. As soon as she mentioned that, Faren was outside to go and groom the horses.<br/>"Nimue, I don't mean to make it sound as if I'm dissatisfied." Maric explained once they got upstairs. "It's just that since I was a little boy, I've always wanted to have a big celebration when I got married to show the one I love how much I appreciate them. Since you are uncomfortable around priests, we can have a completely different kind of wedding. Make it up ourselves. We'll have Lady Vivianne marry us together. Layla can be your maid of honor, or even the flower girl. You can wear anything you want, an expensive dress, or nothing at all. I just want to show you how much you mean to me. Tell me, if the joining of two hearts isn't worth throwing a party for, what is?"<br/>Maric pulled her into a tight embrace, and kissed her brow. She meant so much to him. There were no words to describe his feelings for her.<br/>"You are more than enough for me Nimue. It is I who am not enough for you. You are the most caring and beautiful woman I've ever known. You're heart is pure, and you are always doing your best to take care of me. I could not ask for another woman as fine as you."