Jun 04, 2006 10:09
There's a while, yet, before the wedding.
Faith's showered, sitting in a room in the palace, brushing through her hair. The fuss and folderol hasn't started quite yet, though it's sure to soon.
For now, she's quiet, other than the occasional mental exchange with Max.
She's excited - thrilled - but not at all nervous.
This is what she wants.
This is everything.