Deimus

The prince couldn't wait to see his future wife walk down the aisle to him. Today was going to be a marvelous day. Lucaya stood above them - him and Helius - also looking out. Waiting for those girls to waltz down to the husbands to be. Deimus couldn't help but glance to his mother, who had arrived a little after he had. Phobus still sulked quietly in the corner, making no greeting to anyone else there. "I'm proud of you, Deimus. You'll do great today." His mother had told him, and Deimus felt a rush of pride. He didn't often make his mother proud, but he enjoyed the feeling of it. Mabbit gave him a nod of approval, before sitting next to Themis in the front. The white brute gave them a gentle smile back, heart racing for his dear to be with him at last. When Helius and Kratos arrived, Deimus gave Helius a gentle nod, greeting the man. "Aunt Themis, Uncle Mabbit. It's nice to see you both. Deimus, it's great to see you too. Are you excited?" Helius had greeting his mother, before speaking to Deimus. He couldn't even put all the words together that he wanted. "I'm beyond excited, Helius. Congratulations to you too, man. It's a big day." He chuckled gently, before glancing over to Phobus again. He really did wonder where his brothers mind was at with all of this. Deimus contemplated speaking up, but he didn't want to disturb the evergrowing crowd. Paeeon and a girl arrived after, introducing her to Lucaya as Luna. They looked like a good match - maybe another wedding would be taking place at some point? Once everyone was situated, it seemed like it was time for the weddings to commence.

The girls appeared, padding alongside their father. When Deimus caught sight of Yesimire, his heart was ready to explode. The shield maiden looked absolutely gorgeous. Deimus couldn't wait to say his vows to her. The Prince stole a look at Helius, who looked like he was experiencing the same emotions for Wisteria. Feeling a bit choked up, Deimus turned his attention back to his fiancee making her way towards him. Once they stopped, the girls made their way to stand by their respective future husbands. Deimus stood, greeting his fiancee with a large smile. "Hello, love." she spoke him. "Hello my love. You look stunning." He whispered to her, gently rubbing his cheek along hers before turning his attention up to Lucaya. "I would like to thank you all for coming to my home, I hope you find it's doors are always open if you are in need. We are gathered here today, not just for the union of Amberbjorne, Hawthorne and Dawnshire - But for the very special day of union between Helius and Wisteria, and between Demius and Yesimire. We are gathered to celebrate their love, and join them as they become husband and wife." she spoke out to the crowd, before looking down at the couples. "May love and laughter light your days, and warm your hearts and homes. May good and faithful friends be yours wherever you may roam. May peace and plenty bless your world with joy that long endures. May all life's passing seasons bring the best to you and yours. You have all of Hawthornes blessings, including mine and my dear husband Nibris'. I hope your wedding night tonight is filled with love, as there is no better bond than that of blood." Deimus couldn't help but feel himself bubbling with glee. It was time to finally marry the love of his life.

"Now please, repeat after me in unison. Do you, grooms, take your brides to be, to be your wedded wives from this day forward, I'm sickness and in health, until death do you part?" Deimus turned to his bride, gazing into her beautiful violets. His own crimsons were brimming with tears as he felt his throat tightening. "Yesimire. I love you. I promise to protect you from any threat that comes your way. In sickness and in health. In light and in dark. I never want you to feel alone or have to fight battles by yourself ever again. I'll always be by your side. You're the sun to my moon. I know that's cheesy but it's true. I've never felt this way about anyone. I do. I love you." The man spoke his vows, white coat glistening in the sunlight. He tried to keep his voice from wobbling while speaking those ever loved vows, but a few might have let loose. He hoped it wouldn't be too noticeable. "And do you, brides to be, take your grooms, to be your wedded husband's from this day forward, in sickness and in health, until death do you part?" Lucaya spoke to the brides, and Deimus gave Yesimire a gentle look. After she spoke her vows, Deimus looked up to Lucaya. Wisteria and Helius had said theirs.

"Then I pronounce you, Demius and Yesimire, Helius and Wisteria, husband and wife. You may kiss your brides." Deimus pressed his muzzle to Yesimire's, pushing closer to her out of pure excitement. After their kiss, Deimus pressed his cheek against hers, warmth filling his body. Themis and Mabbit let out a cheer of approval, happily calling their names. Pride filled his body. "I promise, no hurt will ever come to you my love.." He murmured gently into Yesimire's ear, before standing next to her and looking out at the crowd. The only one who wasn't cheering.. was Phobus. Anger surged through him for a moment. How could his own brother not cheer at his brother's wedding? What kind of sick freak? Deimus glanced at Yesimire, feeling the anger burn away at the sight of his wife. No anger would be felt today. Not at the wedding. He refused to let that happen.

"I love you, Yesimire."

prince of amberbjorne - twin to phobus - puppet of alana