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Prologue: ::Married Life::

'Breath in... breath out....'

Anxiety bubbles inside my body as the melody of A Thousand Years play inside the Barsburg Church. Behind the closed doors, I stand in all my nervous glory, waiting for my turn to walk down the aisle.

'This is what you've been waiting for... just breath. Everything will be alright.'

Easier said than done little 'ol me. Now that we are here... It all feels so surreal. Sleepless nights won't be longer an issue, no more planning, no more over-thinking. It's finally happening.

"Ready?"

My father figure, Antonio Carriedo, broke me away from my inner monolog.  Looking up through my transparent veil, I saw his emerald irises clouding with worry. He gave a gentle squeeze through our interlocked arms as my voice failed to utter a response.

He breathed a sigh of relief when I give him a squeeze back. He gave his arms a stretch above his head as the music continues to be heard inside the hall. 

"Careful Papa, you might wrinkle your suit. Not that I mind but you know who, will probably have your head...." 

He gave a charming smirk as he slowly lowered his arms. "Si si... Mi Hija. Papa will be careful."

He worked out the kinks on his neck, "you know, It's natural to feel nervous. This is such a big event after all." His nonchalant tone as he continued to talk started to distract me from my anxious ridden thoughts. Warm, rough hands softly landed on my head, giving a light pat then slid down my cheek, cupping it and making me look at his face. His eyes reflected understanding and at the same time mirth.

"Ah... my little girl... finally leaving the nest to start one of her own. Don't worry, we'll be here whenever you need us. We might be living in different places after this but our home will always be open for you. Ilyusha too."

He gave me his infamous smile that could rival the brightness of the sun. My eyes waver as I soak up his words. I gave him a smile of my own, I gave a soft chuckle as I took another big breath. I gave him a big bear hug. I steeled myself as the music cue for us to enter, began. I know I have the support of my friends and family.

"Thank you Papa."  

**Married Life**

Light shined through the stained glass windows adorning the Church walls casting an ethereal glow to the occupants inside, more so the groom and bride before the altar.

The bride was wearing a lace adorned white dress with an translucent veil covering her head up to her toe but it was semi-transparent enough, enabling the others to see her form.

While the groom adorned a suit that was light in color, fitting in its form and enhancing in appearance to his beautiful visage.

"...your lawfully wedded wife, to have and to hold and in sickness and in health?"    

The crowd present was a mixture of both friends and family, the bride's group on the left with the groom's group on the right pews. Everyone was silent as anticipation filled the air, although really, everyone knows what the answer of the groom will be.

Although looking back on it, who knew that the love of the kind, gentle, feminine looking, plant enthusiast with violet irises would get caught by her? (Frau could protest all he wants with how the groom could be described but that's because his case is special, only he could incur the sadistic side inside him. Exhibit A was when he called the man feminine, straight to his face and exhibit B was when they all first met, he accidentally thought he was a she... hitting on him for a bit which resulted in... so, moving on....)

"I do."

And who could have known that the adoration of the sweet-n-fierce, easily flustered, lady with a few self-esteem issues with radiant locks and warm eyes would get caught by him? (Well, let's be honest that the groom looks rather dashing without even trying but the together with his group of friends then, it's hard to place where your eyes would rest -ehem-) Everyone thought she was asexual or something along those lines, but then, they were proven wrong.

"...do you take Ilyusha Krat as your lawfully wedded husband, to have and to hold and in sickness and in health?"    

Her, with her lackluster style in clothing, which actually brings her Papa in tears as all his efforts were all in vain, always going with jackets, sneakers, brushing her hair only when going outside, and with not much color on her face as she only uses powder and balm. Her, with soft fluff in her waist, plump cheeks, and low self-esteem. (Oh how her Papa rejoiced when she started paying attention on making her life style more healthy. More colorful. with more life! Guess when that all started...)

Him, with his ever elegant visage, graceful movements, unique beauty, intelligence, German blood and aura of gentleness that just pulls people in. Add the fact that he has a certain air of obliviousness, his eternal sleepy state and love for nature: it just makes people want to protect him and unknowingly capturing their hearts in the process too. Sad to say, they never make it pass the acquaintance line or friend zone. Not when the lilac haired man was always so focused on his nature endeavour as well as oblivious to their advances. It all goes pass by his head, deflected with a shield, never penetrated until... well... the bride. (It was a shock to his friends when he started paying attention more to his appearance, started staying awake more and actually show an interest on the opposite gender. They all thought he was plantsexual.)

"I do."

**Married Life**

End of the Prologue

Date written: Sept. 15, 2013

Edit: 7/18/2015-New: 06/20/17

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