As if in a dream, the ceremony started. “Dearly beloved,” the priest began, trapping Blaéz in a surreal haze…
From that moment on, only he and Darci existed.
Then it was time for him to pledge his vows. Whatever he’d planned to say faded from his mind. New words flowed as he stared into the gorgeous sunflower-hued eyes of his heart. “You were a dream, a miracle I never expected. In you I find my strength, I see my future—and found the perfect love. You gave me a reason to live again, and I’ll do my damnedest—er, best to make your days as happy as you’ve made mine. I’ll love you, Darci, my sun, my light, beyond eternity. Forever.”
Tears glimmered in her eyes, she whispered, “That midnight you appeared on my doorstep. I didn’t know what to expect. But you brightened my life and showed me a love that surpasses everything I ever believed possible…” She swallowed. “You are my happiness, Blaéz. I love you. For always. For eternity. Forever.”
Her words wrapped around his heart and etched into his soul. All he could do was stand there and stare at her as the priest spoke again…something about oaths and a symbol of love…
Aethan stepped forward and handed him the ring, pulling him out of the miasma. Blaéz slipped the diamond band on her finger to join her engagement ring. With a sense of truly coming home, he pressed his lips tenderly to hers. Then he tipped Darci over his arm and a startled laugh escaped her. She grabbed him around his neck, and he kissed her some more.
“Since Blaéz beat me to this part…” Father Frank’s amused words drifted to him, amidst the laughter, “I now pronounce you man and wife.”
