-The Fierce-

The Wedding

Paris, December 2024

The most awaited moment for the couple's parents. The moment where their deal will finally be totally settled.

The ceremony was taking place in the Basilica Sacré Cœur, the most prestigious church in Paris. It was a big event, all the Harcourt family was there, but not the Brienne family, they weren't even invited by Alphonse, he didn’t want them there. Etienne moved some contacts to reserve and had the Basilica as the headquarters of the wedding. Business partners also were invited, this to demostrarte the union between the Brienne and Harcourt families.

All the guests were seated, waiting for the arrival of the couple. Arthur was getting married, maybe it wasn’t very voluntary but at least he had feelings for the omega, but they had a… a… Disagreement? It wasn’t a fight what happened a week ago, but neither was something good,

The alpha was dying from nervousness and anxiousness. He couldn’t describe it more specifically, he felt like he could literally explode in the middle of the ceremony. Claude and Bastian were with him, calming his friend down or they knew he would be capable of running from the altar at the last minute. Outside of the basilica, they got out of the car, they made Arthur walk in circles to calm him, which worked.

Now, they had to wait for Alexander’s arrival.

On the other hand, Ale was a complete mess, he didn’t even let the makeup artist do their job to cover the bruises of his face and visible skin, he was really agitated and panicked, so much that Alphonse had to intervene in the worst way possible, leaving Alexander totally resigned and defeated.

When the Brienne "family" -and Agnes- arrived at the basilica, Arthur, his friends and his father entered the place. Arthur walked with his father to the altar and waited for Alexander to come.

Arthur was wearing a dark ultramarine blue suit with some golden details, a white shirt, a black tie and black shoes, it was very simple but pretty.

Then, the doors of the basilica opened, letting the view of Alexander next to Alphonse. The omega was wearing a white suit, adjusted to his figure, with golden and blue details in the joints, he was wearing an ultramarine blue bow and white shoes. For Arthur, he looked stunning. Alphonse was just wearing a traditional black suit, nothing special.

The music started to sound and, with that, Alphonse started to walk his son down the aisle, guiding him to the altar. Both of them had a smile on their faces, but they were fake, none of them was happy about all of it. Alexander just wanted to run, Alphonse wanted all of the wedding to be over and enjoy the great deal that will be sealed without having to live with his son anymore.

Ale wanted to cry until no tears could be cried anymore, scream at the top of his lungs and just disappear, forget he existed and forget all of what he has been through. But there he was, trying to maintain his posture and not show any pain or displeasure. When they were at the altar, Alexander stood in front of Arthur and Alphonse went to stand beside Etienne, staring intently at his son, watching he didn't make any sign that could alter someone that something was wrong.

The monsignor of Paris started to talk about the marriage, what it consist of and what it the meaning of it. Alexander tried to stick his attention to whatever he looked, he started to look at the beautiful decoration of the basilica, some guests, Agnes and finlay, looked Arthur in the eye. Ale felt his eyes start to burn and quickly conduct his gaze to other things, trying to handle his emotions.

Harcourt noticed it and got worried, he may be still a little mad with Ale for what happened a week ago, but seeing him like that made his heart hurt, his internal animal felt restless and it made him want to interrupt everything and comfort him.