Nephele
My baby comes running to me after disturbing/ joining in on with Zephyr and Mayrah's first dance. "Did you like dancing with your Uncle Zephyr and Aunt Mayrah?" I say softly as I kiss his forehead. "You know Daddy and Aunt Solana are looking everywhere for you."
"Oh." Van looks around for his father. "Where is Daddy?"
"Let's go find him." I smile and set down Van. I lean over so we can hold hands as he leads me through the people. "Do you see him?" I ask Van. I can. Jett is looking devastatingly handsome in his suit, and frustrated, over by the bar.
"Mmmm, no." Van says simply. "I see Papa!" He points out happily.
"I see Daddy." I point him out to Van. "Go get him."
"Daddy!" Van runs and jumps into Jett's arms.
"Hey buddy, I've been looking for you." Jett kisses his cheeks.
"I knew we'd lose track of him someday." I joke as I approach the two of them. "Is Solana still searching?"
"I think she took a break to go meet with some male suitor."
"Probably Knoton." I chuckle. "Well, at least we found our baby. Want to go sit down? I'm beat." It was the shoes on my feet- not the right shoes to chase around a three year old.
"Yeah." Van answers for Jett.
"Perfect. I'm going to get you a juice and a drink for Daddy." I wink at Jett and my hand grazes over his shoulder as the bartender takes notice and takes my order shortly after. I grab the drinks for my boys who are laughing about something at the table. My father approaches shortly after we sit down.
"Nephele, doesn't this make you want to get married already? Make your little family official? Or are you two still stuck on January over a year from now still?" My father takes a seat next to Jett and Van jumps from his father's lap to his Papa's.
"I-I don't know. Jett and I haven't discussed moving up the date, but we are still planning." I grab onto Jett's hand and squeeze for comfort waiting for him to come to the rescue.
"I think we should." Jett blurts out. "I don't see any reason to have it that late anymore."
"You two have talked about this?" I breathe out and drop Jett's hand. "Behind my back?"
"The idea was mentioned, Nephele." My father says bouncing my son on his lap.
"And what? This is like some sort of intervention?" I clench my fists.
Jett sighs. "No, Nephele it's not. I will get married whenever you want, I just don't see why we have to wait so long. We are in love and we have a son together."
My face softens watching Van babble nonsense just so his voice waves as my father bounces his knee. "Yeah, I guess you're right." I sigh and rub at my forehead to stare at Jett. "We should get married sooner, there is nothing to hold us back, it was always just me. When do you want to get married? This is a royal wedding so we have to factor in the time to plan still, we have almost next to nothing done because of Lupa."
"Maybe just...six months earlier?" Jett suggests.
"June?"
"Why not?" He smiles.
"Let's do it." I smile and start to feel very nervous as butterflies fill up my stomach and I can feel myself turning pale. "We just have so much to get done."
"Zephyr and Mayrah had a month and this wedding turned out beautiful, we can do it, sweetheart." Jett grabs my hand and kisses my knuckles.
"Now a new announcement will have to go to everyone that we are changing the date... yet again."
