Valor:<br/><br/>It was difficult. He heard everything but nothing at the same time. An exchange of pretty vows between two people who had never met. The same two people who were now tasked with spending the rest of their lives together or risk ruining the fragile peace between humans and vampires. It had been easy to perform his speech and pretend the moment wasn't real until Aria stepped into the room. When she appeared he had eyes for nobody and nothing else.<br/><br/>Valor did not miss the references to their week long affair. They should have made him happy and hew knew it was not her intent to hurt him. But listening to those vows made him realize those were the vows she would have said to him. Vows she WAS saying to him even though she knew their love could never be. Her words took him to that night they met. So absorbed in his music he hadn't noticed her. And then when he turned around he saw her step into the clearing bathed in the silver light of the moon looking more like a goddess than a human with her white hair and purple eyes and fair skin.<br/><br/>Even now Valor was acutely aware of the blood pulsing through her veins. And he would be, wouldn't he? He hadn't thought about it but a bond must have formed between the two of them when he fed from her that first night. Some believed the bond was to make it easier for a vampire to feed from the same human repeatedly but it was said to affect the human more strongly than the vampire. If that was the case then why did he feel so strongly about her?<br/><br/>"You may now kiss the bride."<br/><br/>He had been watching her the whole time but now his breath caught in his throat. It was the moment. His teeth gritted together and he watched as Jalice moved closer to her. Suddenly his purple hues were blacing. And then their lips met. Valor stood with his hands balled into tight fists. The kiss was over almost as soon as it had begun. But to Valor that moment had lasted an eternity. Unable to contain himself he walked past them drawing stares as he made his way down the rows of pews all the way to the entrance. He went through the chapel doors and seemingly vanished. In truth he was running.<br/><br/>He didn't know what he was running from. If he hoped to run away from his feelings that wasn't going to happen. He found himself standing outside of Rosalie's room. If anyone was as miserable as he was it would be she. He was about to open her door when he realized she wasn't in there. Her scent wasn't strong enough. And what did he hope to achieve anyway? She hated him. But it was his fault she hated him. No matter how hard he tried to forget that moment and feign ignorance as to the reason she hated him he always knew.<br/><br/>Feeling reckless he went to his bedroom and sat at his desk. He grabbed an ink pot and a quill and then began writing:<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">Dear Rosalie,<br/><br/>Rosalie, you will undoubtedly recognize my handwriting. After all we spent hours in the same class together didn't we? We always had a good relationship. At least until you turned 12. One year before your life changed and you were betrothed to my younger brother. <br/><br/>You were never the sentimental type. You like to hide your feelings by being angry and loud and fighting pretty much anything that moves. But you weren't always that way. There was a softer side to you before. And you had feelings for me. That's why you spent as much time with me as possible and you hated my brother back then. I remember the two of you constantly wrestling. And now it he who you love and I who you hate. Because I denied your advances and told you I didn't love you.<br/><br/>I remember I was outside in the rain. We both used to have so much fun together in the rain didn't we? We would dance and I would sing. But one day you brought me a flower and wanted to promise yourself to me. But I told you I wasn't right for you. That I didn't have feelings for you. And then our relationship tanked. It soured to the point that now you could watch me die and seemingly not feel an ounce of sorrow. <br/><br/>But both of us are hurting. And while I can't explain everything in a letter I want you to know I understand what you're going through. You might hate me because we aren't soul mates but I'm writing to you now so you know you don't have to be alone. If you need someone to talk to you know where to find me.<br/><br/>Signed,<br/>The Minstrel</span><br/><br/>Satisfied with his completed note he went back to her bedroom and folded the piece of paper over before placing it on her pillow. He knew she was liable to just laugh and burn it. But if there was even at least a little bit of compassion left for him he hoped she would seek him out.<br/><br/>With that done he left he realized they had left the bucks. Fortunately a vampire had gone and collected the bucks they had killed. He didn't eat human food so he returned to his bedroom.<br/><br/>Jalice:<br/><br/>After their kiss both sides of the congregation rose to their feet and clapped furiously. There were pleasant smells wafting into the chapel from the makeshift kitchen. The vampire lords began shepherding the humans out to the kitchen area. Imperium was deep in discussion with Aria's father and neither cast them a look back as they walked. Everyone had been informed of how the proceedings worked. Jalice was trying to figure out why Valor had seemed angry. Maybe he was still upset about their scuffle earlier in the day. Hopefully it was something they could work out later on.<br/><br/>Soon the room was empty with only Ariella and Jalice standing there. Two young fools in love with the one person neither could be with. He eyed the princess. Her dress really was quite elegant and almost as white as his hair.<br/><br/>"Your heart is beating rapidly," Jalice informed her. "Fortunately for you I fed myself extra quantities of blood so that I would not feel compelled to feed from you. I don't have the same self-control as my brother."<br/><br/>He was quiet for a moment before continuing.<br/><br/>"I didn't want to marry you either, you know. Your presence here really ruined my life. I was going to marry Rosalie and everything would have been fine. This fancy suit I'm wearing was meant for my marriage to her. Her mother made it herself. They hate my father. But they love me. And I do not love you. But I am now your husband. Whatever challenges we face I suppose we face them together. And while you might not love me either I am now tasked with making love to you so let us not tarry. Let us away to the bedroom."<br/><br/>Jalice grasped her hand and if she tried to pull it away he only grasped it more tightly so she couldn't pull away and then he led from the chapel. It was a long walk to their new bedroom. It was located in one of the lowest halls in the Dominion. Whatever she might say he didn't respond to as they made their way far from the upper floors and far from Valor's bedroom.<br/><br/>The Dominion's walls were made of a white stone and magicked to illuminate light. That said it might have been an eerie sight to one who wasn't used to artificial light. Moonlight enabled vampires to see in the dead of night and even without the moon they could make their eyes glow and they could see quite clearly in the dark but it still wasn't as good as having the artificial magicked light.<br/><br/>When they reached the bedroom they were to share he pushed it open and gestured for her to go in finally releasing her hand. Once she stepped inside he followed and shut the door behind them. Their bedroom was furnished with a human woman in mind. Many of her things had already been brought ahead. It was a massive white walled room with a massive circular bed in the center of the room. There was a walk in closet and a private bathing chamber as well.<br/><br/>Jalice walked over to the bed and seated himself on the edge of it peering up into her eyes. Finally his eyes softened and he looked down. "I'm sorry. I don't mean to be callous. And I don't mean to be pushy but this isn't easy for me. When I look at you in that white dress I just...I want to blink and instead of it being you it's Rosalie. But you're not Rosalie. And even though you aren't I shouldn't be mean to you."<br/><br/>The young prince got back to his feet and walked up to her. She was incredibly warm. That was the first thing he had noticed when she stood next to him at the alter. Perhaps it had been too long since he had been close to a real human and had forgotten what it was like. Once the terms of the treaty had been signed he had been banished from leaving the Valic Dominion out of fear someone might try to assassinate him.<br/><br/>His hands reached behind her and he found the zipper of her dress which he pulled down slowly. The loud brrrrrrr sound filled the uncomfortable silence. His eyes were fixed on her own as he did this. He knew she didn't want this to happen. But it seemed like both of them would be doing a lot of things they didn't want to do.<br/><br/>Kera:<br/><br/>Kera knew she was on the right track now as she made her way to the castle. Her existence was quite unique even among vampires. Her mother had once told her that her father was Dracula. She didn't know if she believed that but she had no reason to doubt her mother either. Whatever the case was she was born with immense powers that seemed to manifest when she was experiencing particularly powerful emotions. And the manifestation of that power was that her body split into two or three bodies. Her mother thought it was because one body wasn't enough to contain her soul as it was and strong emotions made it even more difficult.<br/><br/>She wasn't too far from the Dominion when she noticed a new scent. Her red eyes filled with delight as she knew that scent almost better than anyone's. It was Rosalie. They didn't see each other very often after Kera became an adult but Rosalie had always stood up for her when they were children. Jalice, in particular, had liked to bully her so that Crying Kera would appear. Why he loved tormenting her had remained a mystery to Kera.<br/><br/>When she saw Rosalie rushing towards her she blinked and came to a stop. "Rosalie-" But she didn't have a chance to finish her sentence before Rosalie was hugging her so hard the pair of them almost fell. This was most unlike Rosalie. Figuring she must have missed the wedding she hugged Rosalie tightly in response. "Hey Rosie. I'm happy to see you too. Is the wedding over?"<br/><br/>Crying Kera suddenly hugged Rosalie from behind and moaned, "Rosalie it's been too long since I've seen you last. I'm so sorry I didn't come back sooner."<br/><br/>Angry Kera appeared behind Crying Kera and pulled her off. "Nobody invited you, you crybaby." Angry Kera pulled Rosalie into a tight hug. "Rosalie we have to fight some time soon. I've missed that."