The next morning was quite busy. Everyone was preparing for the big wedding that day. Maric hadn't even seen Nimue since he bid her a good morning. Since then, he had been working on having everything absolutely perfect. His nerves were at an all time high, and he was all but freaking out as he tried to organize everything.<br/>Maric knew there was nothing to be nervous about. Nimue and him were already married, and everyone knew it. So why was he so nervous? He was always told by friends of his that they were nervous when they were getting married, but he had no idea that the nerves were this bad.<br/>Apparently it was fairly obvious how he was feeling, because Faren took him aside and got the paladin to sit and relax in a small pavillion nearby. Maric insisted on going back out to ready the wedding, but Faren convinced him to stay and relax while he organized everything instead.<br/>So while he waited, Maric simply polished his already shining armor. There wasn't any need to polish his sword though. The relic never seemed to dull no matter what it was put through.<br/>"Anxious?" Came a voice from the entrance.<br/>Maric looked up in surprise, to see that the voice belonged to his father.<br/>"Quite a bit." He answered truthfully as he refixed a pauldron to his shoulder. "I don't even know why. I've already married her."<br/>"It's alright." His father replied with a chuckle. "Pre-marriage jitters are completely normal. When I married your mother, I thought I was going to faint."<br/>Maric had to laugh at that.<br/>"I had never imagined that you would be in risk of fainting. When I was young, it would be the hottest day of the year, me and Tali would be nearly passed out from simply taking a walk, and you'd still be working as hard as you could in the field without a problem."<br/>"Yes, and you're a paladin. The bravest and strongest kind of knight, who has probably faced greater dangers than you have let on. And yet, here you are, even more nervous than when you thought you had to fight a dragon.<br/>"Anyways, I wanted to give you something." His father continued as he fished something from his pocket. "This family heirloom has been passed down to the firstborn at their wedding for generations. Me and your mother thought that now would be a good time to give it to you."<br/>Maric accepted his father's hand which dropped an old bronze ring with some worn silver edging on it.<br/>"I know it's nothing as fancy as something you can get with the money you have now, but it is all I can give you."<br/>Maric looked up at his father with a smile on his face.<br/>"Something like this is much better than any other piece of metal I can buy father. Thank you."<br/>The two men clasped arms and grinned as they shared this moment together. It had been too long for Maric since he had a moment like this with his father.<br/>"So why is mother not here as well?" Maric finally asked.<br/>"She's giving the matching piece of jewelry to Nimue." He explained. "Your mother wanted to show Nimue how happy she was for you two, and wanted to bond with her a little."