It was a shame. Kasdeya does want to kill everyone here, but she has come to realize that in a world filled with magic, be wary of your dreams. So Kasdeya decided no to kill everyone here. She may have psychotic urges, but Kasdeya does have a brain.
She'll just imagine it. Kasdeya slowly walk through the aisle with a smiling face. She could feel the lecherous eyes of old men. God, she really wanted to kill them. Kasdeya finally made it to where Andel was. Normally she would be brought by her father, but he was too busy doting on his 'daughter'. Ugh. She could throw up. She faced Andel and gave him a smile. Not a genuine one though. That would be monstrous, even for her. He smiled back, but she saw past that.
Besides that, he was looking quite handsome in his clothes. The suit looked a bit small for him, as it was showing his muscles. His hair was slicked back, different from his bed hair look. I can see why Dream kasdeya left him.
Everyone was swooning about how they were the perfect couple and that the rumors were no true. That wasn't true either, of course. They would kill each other if they could.
Kasdeya didn't hear anything, she had blocked it out. Finally the priest spoke, "Do you, Andel Sullivan Provost, take this woman as your wife forevermore?" She would rather be the husband than the wife."Yes." Andel replied. "Do you, Kasdeya de Alger Obelia, take this man as your husband?" Again, he should be the wife. "Of course."Then she looked over to Andel and batted her eyelashes.
"Then you may kiss the bride." Just as andel was about to say something. She gave him a small smooch. She smirks at Andel as his face starts reddening. How cute, she swooned.
The rest was festivities. Quite boring if you ask her. She walked around making sure that everyone was okay. She had ditched her wedding dress for a A-Line Evening Dress with a Jewel Neck and Long Sleeve Sweep or you can call it a Brush Train Chiffon Lace with Pleats. At least that was what her maids said it was.
Andel had changed into a blue suit and black pants. It showed his arse quite well. I smirked as sipped my wine. He was talking to some other nobles. It felt nostalgic.
