"Well, swans are pretty birds. I'm a bit handicapped in drawing but I could probably make a mold of one to cast into earrings."
"Yes? Well, ear jewellry. People who are deathly afraid of needles, or something, get wrap-around sorts of things."
"I wouldn't describe myself as deathly afraid of needles, but I might prefer the wrap-around sorts of things anyway. Would you want earrings with Aeducan's seal on them?"
Nod. "The design of wedding earrings is culturally unspecified so it seems like a good mix."
"Is there something I should actually tell people if they want to know why you're marrying me and for some reason it fails to occur to me to pretend they aren't there."
"I'm not sure. 'Because he feels like it' is definitely a valid response, but I don't know if it will be a satisfying one. For you, I mean. I care very little for the satisfaction of people who harass you on the street about our marriage."
"I feel like I know why you're really doing it but don't want to go into an elaborate discussion of the exact nature of your interest in my well-being or why my well-being indicates that we should get married with random passersby. I did say 'because he wants to', earlier - I don't know how much of the conversation you got secondhand."
"Most of it, I think." Hug. "I don't think the sort of person who is dissatisfied with 'because he wants to' would be any more satisfied with any other remotely true answer. I'm not marrying you for money or political advantage or access to your magic or some sort of exotic fascination with humans, and those are the sorts of thing that sort of person finds plausible."
"Yeah. I'll just - try harder to keep my wits about me." Hug.
"I suppose eventually I should walk all the way to Dagna's and bring her back to meet Caridin, that's what I was going to do."
"What were you even in the middle of when you, um, cracked your floor? ...Why did you crack your floor?"
"...I very much wanted to punch something, my better nature preferred that I not go punch the person who was cruel to you, and the floor was available as an alternative. I didn't intend to crack it and I'm somewhere between embarrassed and unsettled that I did. I - feel very protective of you."
Snuggle. "If you weren't doing anything important that you ought to go back to and you want to come along to Dagna's that would be nice."
"Nothing that can't keep. I'll come along and meet this friend of yours."
"Okay." ...A little bit more snuggle but they're betrothed officially now and can hold hands in public. To Dagna's.
She spots them coming and scurries out of her father's smithy. "Annie! Prince Stalas! Hi!"
"Hi," says Stalas.