Aleron found it hard not to tremble as they walked to the dais, and was rather relieved to have Jaron's hands to hold- In which he didn't hesitate to hold tightly to, mainly just to try and soothe his own nervousness and what discomfort was there, standing before all the people that were there to see the wedding. He hated crowds. With a passion. Even as they were to exchange rings, just like Jaron, he kept his eyes glued to the other man's.<br/><br/>He was rather surprised at the part when they got to slicing their hands- Which he did without a fuss- Though he did have a bit of a hard time getting himself to drink from the cup which held both of their mixed blood and other various things he really didn't want to know about, really.<br/><br/>Finally, they got to the end- The kiss, which should've been the easiest. And though he just left the kiss as was after Jaron had let their lips meet, Aleron waited just a few moments before tilting his head just slightly, visibly deepening the kiss- Really just for show, but maybe even for his own reasoning as well.