Ouroboros Spine mulberry wine

Valiant laughed, feeling buoyant and carefree. That was that, then, he supposed. He pressed closer to nuzzle her again, his own tail wheeling in happiness.

"Well?" he asked her, still grinning broadly. "What kind of wedding do you want?"

With a little pang, he remembered that he and Vaïre had never had a wedding. Too much had happened all at once, and the call for one had fallen by the wayside. He wondered if things would have worked out differently if they hadn't skipped that step — but he knew that was useless. He was here with Raindrop, now, and all he could do was make sure they checked it off the list, this time.

And had fun doing it, too.