Julia
did not have a bridal bouquet. Traditionally the groom is supposed to
buy that for his bride.
Philip had more than likely thrown his away
and Edward had not known about the tradition. He pulled a single lily
from a vase, to present it to her with a kiss.
“I’m
sorry, I didn’t know,” he whispered.
The
minister performed the brief religious ceremony.
Even though he was
nervous, Edward could not take his eyes off his bride. Neither of
them remembered the words, except for the ‘forsaking all others’
part. That one stuck. When he kissed the bride, he could hardly wait
to take her upstairs.
They
held the reception in a separate room off the hotel dining room,
giving the family privacy. Everyone ate the beautiful cake and the
little sandwiches. Her father cancelled the photographer, but he
could not cancel the music. He had hired musicians that played music
to dance to and nearly everyone participated. Meg danced every dance
with Frederick, while Julia shuffled from one family member to
another. Edward dutifully took each aunt or cousin for a spin around
the room. They had fulfilled their family obligations and danced
together for the second time. He held her close, watching for an
opportunity to make their escape.
They
ran up the stairs together, as soon as they could get away from the
reception. He did not want to waste any time, because they only had
the room until noon the next day.
sweet!
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