It's alive.
My brother finally woke up today. Sore and headachy but otherwise fine. Alinor made him breakfast and I let him have his goldthorn tea in silence. He explained to me what went wrong, but it mostly flew over my head. Magical leanings are not my forte. I'm sure Alinor understood far better when he explained it to her.
Life is fairly content right now. I have no complaints. We decided we wanted a Spring wedding, next year. That leaves plenty of time to prepare, though I don't see we'd have to prepare much. It's intended to be a small affair, probably upstairs in the spire unless she finds another place that feels more perfect to her. We just have to keep from mentioning it on the Tome. I've seen what happens when you say the words 'party' or 'get together'. It snowballs into a rather larger affair than you ever intended.
((To note, the 'date' is tentatively 3/14. A very SCIENCE-y kind of date if you pause to think about it.))
Life is fairly content right now. I have no complaints. We decided we wanted a Spring wedding, next year. That leaves plenty of time to prepare, though I don't see we'd have to prepare much. It's intended to be a small affair, probably upstairs in the spire unless she finds another place that feels more perfect to her. We just have to keep from mentioning it on the Tome. I've seen what happens when you say the words 'party' or 'get together'. It snowballs into a rather larger affair than you ever intended.
((To note, the 'date' is tentatively 3/14. A very SCIENCE-y kind of date if you pause to think about it.))