A Wedding for the Wolf and the Song Bird

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Ciri looked herself over in the mirror a few hundred times before she felt confident she looked good. She took a deep breath and clutched the basket of flower petals in her hand.

Buttercup and dandelion petals fell to the floor as Ciri made her way down the isle a smile plastered on her face as she watched her father, who looked nervous, with each step.

She tossed the last petal and took her seat.

Geralt took two deep breaths as he felt his shoulder squeezed by their officiant and best friend Yennefer.

"You're going to be fine Geralt, he's your soulmate remember that." She whispered with a soft smile.

Geralt nodded and took another deep breath adjusting his suit. His hair was braided back and had a few flowers in it per his fiancé's request. He heard the wedding march begin, a recording of his fiancé playing the piano because as a professional musician he wanted some of the music to be from himself during the wedding.

Geralt fidgeted with his top once more before the doors opened and out stepped Jaskier.

Emotion took over Geralt, he stifled tears as he watched his fiancé soon to be husband walk down the isle.

He walked with confidence the cape-esk waist of his pantsuit flowing behind him with each step before he was standing face to face with Geralt.

Jaskier smiled big, he held out his hands and Getalt took them a calmness coming over them as they did.

"You look beautiful." Geralt managed.

"You look ravishing darling." Jaskier smiled.

Yennefer smiled.

"Do you Getalt take Jaskier to be your husband?" Yennefer asked, her violet eyes looking them both over with admiration.

Geralt nodded, "I do."

Jaskier smiled, he felt wedding jitters, but was so excited to finally be standing here taking the plunge.

Jaskier turned his head to the side and winked at Ciri who was holding a box in her hand in the shape of a heart.

Ciri smiled at her second dad and gave him a thumbs up. Jaskier turned but to look at Geralt. "Do you Jaskier take Geralt to be your husband?"

"I do. One hundred times over."

Yennefer smiled. "The rings."

Ciri came up and handed them the rings, Geralt's was a silver ring with wolves carved into to, Jaskier's a diamond with music notes on either side carved in. They exchanged rings, and Yennefer took a deep breath in excitement.

"By the power invested in me, you may now kiss the groom." She clapped her hands together with a grin, Geralt dipped his newly wed husband capturing him in a kiss.

Jaskier returned this kiss his arms wrapped around his new husband.

Ciri ran up once their exchange was over, they each kissed one of her cheeks and hugged her. "You've got two dads now how does that feel?" Jaskier asked with a grin.

"You already were my dad." Ciri stated, Geralt smiled and Jaskier felt a warmth in his chest.

"Oh I'm so glad darling." He hugged her tight. They held onto one another for a long few minutes. "Our cub."

She grinned as Geralt wrapped them both in his arms, this was his little family. He loved them and adored them.

He was thankful to have them in his lives, and even more happy to call his song bird his husband and another father of his child.

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