The cake is lovely! The photographs are picturesque! (Hard to beat "sun setting over the water".)

Sunsets are lovely. Lorica is lovely. Lorica is his wife.

She is!

And then her parents go home! And Dragon leaves them be!

Oh gosh. Can they get carried away.

They can! As away as they like!

He would really really like to get carried away. With his wife Lorica who is his wife. He's married to her. They're married. 

They are! And she is pretty sure after all the hairpetting and the amount of effort it took to not get carried away from there they will figure things out nicely even without the benefit of premarital sex!

Things are so very figured out. 

" - I think," he says the next morning, having been distracted in the moment, "I am asymmetrically married. In the Elf sense, I mean."

"Asymmetrically."

"I do not think you are Elf married because it doesn't feel like that is the case and also you might've noticed sooner than me. But I am Elf married." Kiss. "And it's lovely."

Kiss. "What's it like?"

"Hmm, like - I have all this new capacity and the thing it is for is appreciating you and I will - I'm still picking them apart - know if you're safe, and know if you're - Tinkering - and maybe also when it'd be better to interrupt you? Less sure about that, might have to try and see - and I think I'd also recognize things you created or invented or wrote."

"Awwww!" Kiss.

Kiss!! Getting carried away!

Yes that good.

Enamored newlyweds do not take five years off from their lives, though their pace of inventing maybe slows slightly.

Little bit.

~Lorica~