"The kissing or the compliments? Trying to do -" (kiss) "- both at the same time might -" (kiss) "- be a problem."
He laughs. "Thank you, my darling. You're gorgeous," (kiss) "funny," (kiss) "incredibly smart," (Kiss, kiss, kiss.) "have an excellent scope of morality," (kiss) "fantastic drive to meet your goals," (kiss) "and also Path is the fluffiest, softest little owl. Of all time."
"How do you know that I am still soft and fluffy today if you don't check?" chirps Path from where he's glommed onto Vern.
"Hey!" says Vern, amused. "He's mine! I cuddle him!"
Path hops into Adarin's hand.
"Sure!" says Vern, brightly. She heads over to Isabella and looks up at her, happily.
And Isabella scoops her up and flops onto her fiancé, sighing, while Path presses happily against supplied surfaces of Adarin.
Vern nuzzles Isabella, happily.
Today was a good day.
About six months later, when several thousand people have been immortalized and Isabella has had to hire a separate small staff just to pick candidate charities and sort through applications for special treatment from people who are not charitably associated, and the colony has expanded by another townful of people, and the portal network has expanded to cover much of Europe, and Isabella has made substantial but not yet quite alethiometer-verified progress on her resurrection spell -
there is a wedding.
It's mostly American custom, because Adarin doesn't feel much fondness for his own and is of the opinion that Isabella's parents should feel at home with it. The one thing about Kystle weddings he does keep is that at the end of the ceremony, he and Isabella let two little golden candle holders (complete with lit candles) out onto the water. They're actual gold (alloyed with other metals), because they are absurdly rich by now. They are allowed to flaunt it a little.
Their rings are miniaturized magic mirrors with the strongest spells for 'do not ever break from distance apart or being hit' Adarin can manage. He's fond of having them the minute they're on. Useful, thoughtful, pretty, with just a large heaping of gooey romantics on the side.
Then they're married.
Isabella is in white (but it's silks, like the kind she wore to go for separation, not really a dress). Because Tradition. She is immensely pleased to have the rings. And to have Adarin. And to be kissed-because-bride.
He keeps giggling at the wedding reception.
Path keeps doing his best to kiss Vern despite the fact that there are beaks involved. It's more billing than anything else.
Vern is so supportive of this attempt to kiss. If it fails, they will preen each other, it's very low risk. Also adorable.
Adarin will hug them both if given the chance and only be a little bit sad that his dad isn't here. It's a happy day, he will not be sad that his father isn't here to see him get married.
Adarin is maybe going to be hanging around Isabella as much as possible, holding her hand and grinning at her. Occasionally giggling.
Eventually the reception is over!
And now it is their wedding night!
What ever might they do with it?
Then Adarin will let her know that he has invented some interesting spells and has a mostly full store of mana. He hopes she likes them, they are just for her.
Well. Well. This is fascinating. Are these untried spells? They should experiment. Can't let magical inventions go untested.
(It will be a very nice night.)