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Years ago, the tiny town of Maple’s Landing was an amazing sight. Bustling with activity, it seemed as though the land had received the Harvest Queen’s blessed touch; and it had.

Blissful life took a turn for the worse over a decade ago, when a great Calamity touched the land. Horrified by the events, the people rebuffed their Queen. Saddened by her people's snubbing, she put herself into a deep sleep and the land withered. Now, the town is tasked with saving their homeland before it's too late.

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 The Falconne Wedding, iso: the wedding party
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 Posted: Jun 1 2017, 05:23 PM
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The Falconne Wedding
of Luca Antonio & Luna Naomi ▪ Fall 1, Year 8


. . . .For one shining day, Cypress Church has been returned to its former glory. Sun streams through the bright gem tones of each stained glass window while silk ribbons of blue and gold are looped across every wall and fixture. Bouquets of white blossoms are tied to the end of newly-polished pews. A scattering of rose petals lines the chapel aisle.

. . . .Those same petals run all the way out the front doors and down the church steps, coming to a halt just before the added outdoor seating. Rows of wooden chairs with small, navy blue cushions are lined up in the chapel courtyard under a canopy of gently swaying trees. The church doors and their hanging garlands remain swung open so the ceremony can be heard from even the farthest rows. Faces new and old are shuffling to their seats, for all who arrive are welcome.

. . . .As the autumn breeze blows and countless guests take their places, the first notes of a piano tune begin to float out of the church. The wedding party makes their way down the aisle...


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No matter their differences, she had to hand it to Luna: the woman had impeccable taste. Julia took in her church window reflection while letting her hands slide down the navy fabric. The new dress clung tastefully to her sides before falling in a waterfall of deep blue... Wow. It truly was a bridesmaid dress to crown all bridesmaid dresses. And that was probably because the thing cost more than she'd make in a year. Dang. Julia made eye contact with her reflection while tucking a loose blonde strand behind her ear. And after a moment's hesitation, she couldn't meet her own gaze. Maybe it was finally wearing the dress in public...but the weight of the day was finally dawning on her. She wasn't quite sure how to feel about it.

Luca was getting married. Crazy, wasn't it? Hadn't they been kids not that long ago, with the two of them biking around Rowan or catching fireflies down by the river? Julia didn't normally think herself a nostalgic person, but there was a kind of ache in her chest she just couldn't ignore. It was strange. She didn't like it. It felt like part of her was maybe losing her brother today, no matter how silly it sounded.

Would he still be ok with stupid pranks? With late night adventures in the vineyard? With showing her some cool fossil from the fields or helping her with her love life over undercooked spaghetti dinners? Julia's frown reflected back at her as she wondered if the brother she loved could really co-exist with all those fancy Elite husband duties that would now be shoved upon him.

At least she knew one thing: she'd always be there to bug Luca anyway, no matter what life through at the both of them.

With a small smile, Julia gave the braided bun on her head one last tweak before wandering over towards the front of the church. The rows of extra seating were already being filled. Had to hand it to Papa for having the guts (and wallet) to literally invite the entire village. In traditional Landing wedding fashion, the pews actually inside were filled with family and Elite acquaintances, which meant Julia's crowd was stuck out here in the courtyard. She was secretly thankful for the "snub" though as that meant she got to wave to her handful of friends who were settling into the tiny wooden chairs. The more jealous former classmates who saw her in this lovely dress today, the better~

"Almost time," Julia muttered, finally arriving at the back of the chair rows and the start of the processional aisle. The wedding party was currently huddled underneath the canopy of trees that skirted the edge of Cypress' courtyard. She turned to look up at Mike, who today was both her cousin and her escort.

"You clean up nice," she said, trying to smooth any nerves he might have had with a smile. Sure, Julia was practically shaking from butterflies herself, but she wasn't about to let anyone else know that.

It was only a few moments later that the tell-tale notes of the bridal piano song were echoing over the hilltop. Just as they'd practiced the night before (with a fairly hungover set of groomsmen) Julia looped her arm in Mike's and stood at attention, first in line.

"Time to star in the wedding of the year," she whispered teasingly, a heady mix of nerves and pride flushing her cheeks a soft pink. After the first line of the piano piece had played out, the pair walked forward in their best attempt at a slow, elegant gait.


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Mike was pretty sure it was only last week that he was chasing Luca through the vineyards, trying to spray him down with a water gun, and it seemed like it was only yesterday that he was trying to convince Luca to swipe one of the bottles of wine from the cellar because surely Nonno Enzo wouldn't notice one missing bottle out of the hundreds down there. And now Mike was standing at the back of Cypress Church, waiting to escort Julia up the aisle for Luca's wedding, and while Luna wasn't a "landing girl" in the traditional sense, she fit the spirit well enough that in the little bit Mike had gotten to know her, he could tell that she was truly going to make Luca a happy man. She was humble and just had that kind of calming presence that he knew Luca could use. None of that crazy, dramatic bull like the last one. He wouldn't mind seeing Luna every now and then for a holiday.

"Almost time."

Mike glanced over as Julia joined his side, and he gave her a smile. "Yeah. Not nervous, are you?" he asked, hoping that at least one of them was fine. Not that Mike was nervous, per se. He had done far more nerve wracking things than walking his cousin up the aisle while wearing suits far fancier (in a sense) than this one, but this was a hell of a lot more personal than color guard duty.

"You clean up nice," she responded, not exactly answering his question, but helping to calm his nerves anyway.

"Thanks. One of those army perks. They teach you how to groom," he said, taking a small moment to adjust his cuffs. "And you look nice, too. Fancy hair and all," he returned the compliment, trying to keep his voice low as the music started up. At that, Mike held his arm out to Julia. "Guess that's our cue."

"Time to star in the wedding of the year." Julia looped her arm around his, Mike put on a show-stopping smile, and together the two began down the aisle


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Aurelia Johansen
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For some reason, Aurelia never imagined she'd be part of a bridal party. Ever. Much less at this age and yet here she was, dressed in a matching royal blue dress like the other bridesmaids. It was certainly a style that she never would've imagined herself in, but Luna at least had good tastes. The dress itself was tasteful and yet still modest.

Though having Luna ask her to be part of the bridal party had also been a bit unexpected... but Aurelia certainly felt honored to have been asked. Even though it had prompted her parents to now start urging her even more about when she would be tying the knot, considering her age. The closer it had gotten to the wedding date, the more frequent the questions became. It was something she was wondering as well, but it wasn't something to be forced into, especially with the who involved.

It was comforting to know that Mike would be in the wedding party as well, at least. Even if his dad had tried to get them together. She shot him a smile before they all got into their positions just outside the church before the piano began to play the bridal song.

Aurelia smoothed out her dress out of habit before looking over at Mr. Einhart, her escort for the wedding and offered him a smile. "Shall we?" she prompted before looping her own arm around his, mimicking Julia's moves in front of them and of course waiting for the allotted time to pass before moving forward behind Julia and Mike in that slow, practiced gait.
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It was amazing to think back, really, on the time that he had known Luca. Luca had met him at a very strange time of Niles' life, a time when Niles was acquainted with nearly nobody in Maple's Landing and close to even fewer. Luca had been a breath of fresh air, a cheerful spirit that had fit into Niles' life so easily, so naturally, as if he had always been there. Niles was proud to call Luca his friend, and - he had to admit - it was so thrilling to see another one of his friends married.

Miss Kell - he would have to grow accustomed to calling her Mrs. Falconne soon, he supposed - was such a lovely match for him. Though he had never said this to Luca in so many words, Niles always did like seeing the two of them together. Luca's happy glow and Luna's quiet serenity always put him at ease, much in the same way that he felt whiling away evenings with Luca when he came to visit. They were such a happy, peaceful couple, and Niles was so honored to be a part of their special day.

"Shall we?" Miss Johansen's voice broke into his thoughts, and Niles turned to her happily. It was time, and Niles held out his arm to allow her to clasp onto it. At the end of the aisle he could see Luca waiting, a touch of nervousness in his features, but also relief, perhaps, and from his position Niles offered him a reassuring smile, sending him all the well-wishes in the world.

"Yes, let's," he replied, synchronizing his steps with hers as they began to make their way down the aisle behind Miss Falconne and Mr. Picardi.
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Sana Kell

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Sana had long had a feeling that this day would be coming soon, ever since the day before Aaron's wedding. Even before Luca's outburst during the reception. But to think that her baby sister would be getting married before her... well. No doubt their parents would be rushing for her to be tying the knot soon herself as well, but at the same time, they knew that their was no pressuring this daughter.

Aaron and his wife were sitting within the church while Sana stood outside with the rest of the wedding party, enjoying the cool weather that Landing offered with the beginning of Fall. It was a quaint little town... Sana understood now why Luna loved it so much that she'd decided to stay for good, other than Luca, of course.

But having seen how happy Luna was, she couldn't fault her baby sister for wanting to stay away from the big city and live in a quiet little town, though it did seem as though this place had its own version of high-class. Even if it was quite different from what you might consider 'high-class' in the city. Still, it was interesting.

She could hear the soft murmuring from within the church as people chatted away, the pair at the front of the concession sharing words before finally the bridal song began to float over the hilltop. With a last touch to her hair to make sure nothing was out of place, Sana looked over at her escort with a small smile. A Mr. Miles Chaput, one of Luca's good friends, apparently. Not a bad-looking guy, on all accounts. Sana watched as the other two pairs began to move forward and she waited for Mr. Chaput to offer his arm before she looped hers around it and followed behind the others.

Soon it would be Luna's turn, and Sana couldn't be more excited for her sister.
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Wow…So this was it. Hard to believe it, but here it was! Wedding bells were about to ring, and he’d get to see his best friend of all time marry the love of his life. It felt very surreal. Wasn’t it just yesterday that were young boys, splashing around in the river, catching frogs on the bank and licking barbecue sauce off their fingers from the ribs his grandfather had grilled? Wow, that was so long ago but also…Not that long ago at all.

And here they were, adults, full grown adults inching ever closer to thirty, walking down the aisle. Julia and Mike went first, then Aurelia and Niles, and then finally, it was Miles himself with Luna’s older sister, Sana. An attractive, polite girl just a few years older than him, and she looked amazing in the gown all the bridesmaids wore. Like the pairs before them, Miles offered his arm to her, and they walked down the way to join the rest of the wedding crowd.

He couldn’t remember the last time he had seen the church so packed, not since he was a kid for sure. But here everyone was, dressed to the nines, their sunday best, looking as excited as they could. It was almost startling to see Luca’s parents sitting next to Papa Enzo, Miles hadn’t seen them in forrrreeeeever! And in the pew behind them were his own grandparents and sister. His grandma was red in the face already, a dainty hand being placed over her mouth as she caught sight of him, her eyes already watery. He couldn’t imagine how she was gonna look when Luca and Luna gave their vows to one another.

But now the party was all out from the back, the groom was set, and the only thing left-

Was the beautiful bride herself, the future Mrs. Luna Falconne.
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Luca paced in the back rooms of Cypress, hearing the din of voices grow louder and louder outside. His palms were slick as he hastily wiped them against his dress pants. Why did it feel like his tie was suddenly trying to strangle him? Luca's hands found a new target as he pulled at the tie, his nervous eyes darting around the small church parlor. There were only a few scattered school desks and teetering stacks of tomes about Phinae. He hadn't been back here in years, since attending church lessons as a child... And as he stared at the dust particles dancing in the dim window light, those simple days felt eons ago.

Why was he so nervous? What did he have to be nervous about? He was marrying a beautiful, wholesome, giving woman who was everything he could ever hope for. But in all the hustle of planning this huge wedding in the first place, he'd conveniently forgotten to have any emotional time to himself... Because wow. What a step this was. Was a huge, huge step. And even though he knew it was the right one, he still felt like a man peering over the edge of a massive cliff.

It was strange, feeling your life forever changing.

Lost in thought as he gazed at the dancing dust, Luca about jumped out of his skin as the parlor's door opened. He had expected to see perhaps Priestess Annelie, here to escort him to the altar, but instead it was a much broader, taller figure: Antonio Falconne. His father, in the flesh.

The older man's graying hair was slicked back at a sharp angle, making his tight jaw and stormy eyes even more pronounced. While Luca was comparatively more lanky, Tony filled up the small doorway with ease. Years of city work had softened his tanned skin and former fieldhand muscle. But that didn't make the suited businessman any less intimidating.

"Hey." Luca's fingers dropped from his collar.

"Hey." Tony's voice was it's usual gruff self, but something was off about it. Why was he even back here to begin with? And why were his eyes darting around the room?

Nerves choked Luca's throat. "Is something wrong?" He took a step forward, his already-pumping adrenaline making him ready for a rescue. Was the venue in order? Was Papa alright? Was Luna-

No. He banished those nightmare thoughts immediately.

"No, no, everything's fine." Tony waved a dismissive hand, shaking his head as he stepped towards his son. The closer proximity wasn't exactly calming though. Except for a few terse handshakes at the train station, Luca didn't remember standing this close to his dad in...ages. Mom was a hugger. Dad was not. Dad had also never forgave him for returning to the Landing to fix Papa's "cursed vineyard" and the "failure that man deserved.” But that was a burnt bridge Luca had long given up on fixing.

"I just wanted to say...some things."

Luca stared curiously into his father's face, noticing that the man no longer towered over him -- they were the same height now.

Tony clasped his hands together. His broad shoulders rose and fell as he gave a deep, sighing breath. "I know...things haven't always been easy." The two men shared a brief, cautious glance. Their eyes darted away in sync. "And I know we've had our...differences. But I was thinking a lot on the train here from Greenfield, and being back in this village, I guess, is so..." Tony sighed once more, giving a weary shake of his head.

Luca could only blink. What was this? An apology? Small talk? The groom's pride gushed forward, an impossibly bitter voice in his head saying this was 8 years too late, how whatever came out of his mouth was more or less useless. But a small, childlike part of his heart knew that would never be true. He'd always been waiting. No matter how embarrassing that fact was.

Tony gave a quick nod. "Congratulations on finding a lovely wife, first off."

"Thank you, sir."

"And congratulations on organizing such a large event. Your mother tells me you planned most of it yourself."

"What Luna and Miles couldn't wrangle from me, yeah." If they'd had a smiling kind of relationship, the quip would have come with a grin.

“Chaput's son? Ah. Good, good." Luca could have almost convinced himself this was going to be the extent of their small talk, if it wasn't for the grimace of pain Tony now bared. There was obviously more on his mind. They both knew it. "Well... Luca." Tony cleared his throat. "Before you go out there today, I just want to say that...well, you've come a long way from the boy that left Greenfield at eighteen, slamming the door behind him and buying that train ticket here. You said the Landing was where you ought to be and I realize you've become a true man of your word. I'm sure you'll take that same dedication into your marriage."

Luca opened and closed his mouth a few times, finally stammering out a quick, "Thank you." His father never did fluffy, but he did do sincere. And it appeared the man meant the compliment. Luca watched Tony give one final nod before turning away, headed back towards the door he'd come from. Luca went back to fixing his tie, thinking their unexpected "bonding" done.

But it was with one hand on the doorknob that Tony paused. He glanced over his shoulder. "It was different the second time."

Luca froze once more. "Second time?"

"When you came back those few months there. After the...girl trouble." That was one way to phrase "broken engagement." "You left the Landing, got your head in the right place, stopped worrying about everyone else for just once. When you left to come back here the second time...it felt like you were truly doing it for you." Tony's hand tightened on the doorknob. "...I was happy."

And even after the parlor door closed behind his father, Luca remained still for quite some time.

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All the jitters had been left behind in the parlor. Up beside the altar, Luca felt strangely content, and seeing the faces of all his loved ones was just icing on the cake. Luca waved to Mom has he passed the front row, all on his way over to the elderly church pianist. The white haired woman was playing a few warm up notes before she caught Luca's eye.

"You have the sheet music?" he asked, one final time.

"Yes, yes, yes. Of course dear."

He smiled and nodded, turning back to the altar and the waiting Annelie beside it. He gave the priestess a cheeky thumbs up as he took his place next to her. It felt surreal, being in front of a hundred expectant faces, but Annelie's calming presence turned his nerves into joy.

"Here goes nothing," he whispered, trying to stifle the giddy laughter that followed. Luca folded his hands in front of him and stood at sharp attention. And as the opening notes of Luna's song began to echo through the church, the memories of that Harmony Day long ago struck something deep inside. He hadn't known then what to say when she'd played the piece written in his honor. Now he hoped to spend a lifetime showing her how much he cherished her and that love.

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Today was it. The Day. The one that would irrevocably change Luna’s life forever and she would be married to the love of her life. Her first and only. Even now, she could recall their first fateful meeting in the vineyard... and every little moment up until now. All the memories flooded her mind, filled her heart to bursting... she could hardly believe this was happening.

The last few seasons had flown by so quickly, gone in the blink of an eye, what with all the planning and everything else involved with the wedding.

Luna sat in front of the mirror as her sister went about putting on her makeup, closing her eyes and looking up obediently whenever instructed to do so. She had never been the type to wear much of it… but having Sana to do her makeup felt so much more personal than hiring somebody to do it for her. And at least her siblings and her father came to the wedding. Her mother was still upset and had stayed back in Belmere… Of course, it was upsetting but the rest of her family tried to convince here that her mother would come around eventually. Luna could only hope that would be the case, though she tried not to think too much on it to prevent any potential tears that would ruin her beautiful makeup that Sana was painstakingly trying to perfect.

In the meanwhile, she had hired a hairdresser to deal with her long hair, curling it and pinning it into an elaborate updo. It was quite amazing that the older woman could work around Sana so easily, the two working in perfect harmony to make Luna the most beautiful bride she could be. They kept up a steady stream of chatter between the two of them while Luna sat there nervously, wringing her hands in her lap. What if she tripped as she walked down the aisle? There was going to be so many people... what if she embarrassed Luca somehow? All the worst case scenarios just kept coming and going through her mind.

Eventually, she felt a pair of hands over her own. ”You’ll be alright,” Sana said reassuringly, offering Luna a small smile as she looked down at her sister. The makeup was finally finished, ”You look beautiful, and today is your day. No need to be so nervous.”

The tone of her sister's words seemed reassuring enough but it would probably take more than that for Luna’s nerves to just calm down. ”Our day,” Luna clarified with a shaky smile. Hers and Luca's. Their day. Sana could only shake her head, then lead Luna over to wear she would put her wedding dress on. As Luna stared at it, she took a deep breath before going about putting it on with some assistance. If she was this nervous… how was Luca? The thought of him being just as nervous brought a much more calming smile to Luna’s lips, imagining his face as he waited by the altar… for her.

It certainly wasn’t a bad nervousness… no, if anything, this was just… nervous excitement. Yes, that was it. She was worrying over nothing. All she had to do was believe in herself. Trust that everything would go right... because this was right.

Luna felt the slip of the dress fabric as it went over her head, arms going through the lace sleeves before she felt her sister buttoning up the back of the dress. And then came the jewelry; the simple yet elegant choker that went around her neck and pearl drop earrings to complement the rest of her. Last but not least, the veil, the length of it draping down her back and the dress. Even Sana had to tear up at the sight of it, though she dabbed away at the rebellious tears at the corners of her eyes to prevent her makeup from running. ”Look at you… my baby sister… all grown up.” Even her voice was sounding a bit choked up.

At that, Luna’s arms went around her sister’s neck, eyes squeezing shut to prevent the tears that threatened to come. ”Thank you… for everything…for being here...” To think… only a few years ago, she had decided to leave her family behind to set out on her own, never realizing how much she would be missing them… or that she’d be separated from them permanently. Or how much her life would change as a result.

Sana’s arms went around Luna as well, giving her a quick squeeze before pulling away. ”Alright now, stop that before we both start crying. It’s not like we’re never going to see each other again,” Sana reprimanded with a smile, seemingly having read Luna’s mind.

Just as she laughed in response, both her father and brother came in after a brief knock. Both men stopped in their tracks immediately as Luna turned around to see who had just entered, once again, with tears pooling dangerously. She had to look up quickly to prevent any of it falling down her face, then she walked up to each of them in turn to hug them as well. Her father was a bit more gruff with his return hug, whereas Aaron held no qualms about picking up and giving his baby sister a tight squeeze before pulling away to give her another good look.

”Y’know… you might just be a more beautiful bride than Eliza,” he commented with a wide grin before leaning in to whisper, ”Don’t tell her I said that, though.” His laughter filled the room, chasing away the rest of Luna’s nerves as her family surrounded her with their love and support, even if her father’s was a silent one. Sana came over to give Luna’s arm one last squeeze before planting a quick kiss on her cheek and then heading out to join the rest of the wedding party.

Aaron followed suit, joining those waiting in the pews, leaving behind just Luna and her father. The older man gave her the smallest of smiles, the wrinkles on his face showing just how much he’d aged and Luna felt herself tearing up again. ”Thank you… daddy… You don’t know how much you being here means to me…” He took one of her hands in his and patted it gently. ”We’re both proud of you… even though I know we don’t always show it. You leaving us came as a big shock… Your mother… she just hasn’t gotten over it yet… give her some more time.” Luna nodded understandingly, knowing that her father wouldn’t lie to her, even if both he and her mother weren’t around as much as she would’ve liked.

Then, he checked his watch and let go of her hand to hold out his arm, ”Alright, my dear, are you ready?” Luna couldn’t help but let out a light laugh. ”As ready as I’ll ever be.” But she knew that in all actuality… she couldn’t wait.


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Luna recalled asking Luca about the bridal song… the one that she would be walking down the aisle to, and yet he had been relatively secretive about it, only saying that she would know when she heard it. Of course, it had only made her that much more curious, but she trusted Luca to know what he was doing.

As she stood there, veil only slightly obscuring her face as she waited for the song to start, one arm looped around her father’s while the other held the bouquet, she heard it. It was the song… the one that she had written for him… unknowingly asking him to stay by her side before she’d even realized she’d begun slowly falling for him. And now… he was asking the same of her. It was all she could do to not cry.

She watched, off to the side, as each pair disappeared into the church until finally… it was her turn. Luna looked over at her father before they both started walking in those slow, practiced steps, with two Landing children trailing behind with their little basket of flower petals.

As Luna stepped into the church, every other face disappeared from her vision… and all she saw was Luca, there, waiting for her. His expression of awe and love for her was one she would never forget for the rest of her life. It was her sole focus as each step brought her closer and closer to him, until finally, with the wedding party spread out on each side of him, she reached him.

Her father took one of her hands and placed it in one of Luca’s. ”I’m entrusting her to you, son. Take good care of her for me.” Then, with one last pat to their joined hands, he left them to take his seat at the front with Aaron and his wife.

The whole time, Luna still could not keep her eyes off of Luca, eyes sparkling until she realized that all eyes were on her… and that she should probably face the priestess now. Which she promptly did.

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Annelie Witting




When Luca and Luna had first asked Annelie to be a part of their wedding ceremony, she had to hold herself down so as not to reveal her childlike excitement. Who would've thought she, a lowly priestess' assistant from out of town, would go on to be in anyone's wedding? Not only that but officiate one! It was an amazing opportunity to serve the Landing, and she couldn't wait to help join the happy couple in holy matrimony.

But after a few days the excitement wore off and the magnitude of the task she'd accepted began to sink in. There was a reason lowly assistants such as herself weren't expected to fill these positions. She was not properly trained or equipped for it. She wasn't certain she'd memorized all of the necessary blessings to speak over the bride and groom, or if Maple's Landing had any specific, local traditions that the Falconnes would want to follow. She certainly felt better after seeing the rehearsals play out, assured that, yes, this would be the traditional type of Western wedding she'd witnessed before, but this time it would be her job to lead them all through the ceremony. It was not a task she took lightly, but it was one she would do her best to complete.

She spent nearly the entire night in prayer, willing the Harvest Goddess to hear her and grant her the strength to lead the people during this time, and for Phinae to release Her blessings upon Luca and Luna. If there was any chance of the goddess granting any of her prayers, Annelie only wanted the bride and groom to have a peaceful, beautiful ceremony like they deserved. It was nearly sunup by the time she was finished, and shortly after, the preparations for the ceremony began. Everyone hustled and bustled about until it all looked perfect.

Finally the church was finished being gussied up and it was time for the people to gather.

Annelie dressed herself in one of her nicest robes, colored a deep navy to match the rest of the wedding party. While normally her ceremonial robes were a bright white, she wouldn't dare risk taking any attention away from the bride, though she knew a woman as lovely as Luna would outshine everyone regardless. Annelie then tucked all her hair back into one long braid-- her mother had always said braids brought good luck-- and she just barely powdered up her face to finish. She wasn't allowed any makeup even if she could afford it, and she was perfectly content with that. She wanted only to look nice enough to show her respect for the wedding party.

With a dark shawl tugged around her shoulders, Annelie took her place at the altar, suddenly feeling more at ease now that everything was coming together. She smiled brightly as the guests filtered in, resisting the urge to walk up and begin shaking hands. She merely greeted Mr. Falconne with a wider grin and a nod, assuring him that everything was looking quite well from where she stood, and she was more than ready now to officiate for them.

Then the time finally came, and the wedding party started down the aisle. They all looked so bright and happy. It was obvious that everyone was delighted to be a part of this precious occasion, and they would not soon forget it. Then came Miss Luna herself. Such a beautiful, elegant bride she was! Annelie had seen a few weddings in person before, but never from where she stood now. The ceremonious march of the bride, gracefully moving forward to meet her beloved groom, felt representative of their entire journey here. Annelie was sure it was no easy task to get this far. Whatever trials the two must have faced must have been worth it. Love was always worth it, and the young priestess was sure, in the deepest corners of her heart, Luca and Luna would prove that. When Luna arrived at the altar and met the gaze of her husband-to-be, Annelie was fighting back tears, certain that she could almost feel the depth of the love that these two shared for one another. It was awe-inspiring, to say the least.

She waited quietly until the pair turned to face her, and she took it as her cue to begin. "Friends and family, people of Maple's Landing! We are gathered here today to celebrate in the glorious, holy union of Luca Falconne and Luna Kell-- and what a beautiful union it is!" Annelie gestured around them to the grandness of it all. The church, the wedding party, and specifically the bride and groom, all looking as lovely as they possibly could. "I have always been taught that two people can't ever be closer than when they are joined together in marriage, and so I believe this to be the most wonderful commitment one could make. To give themselves to another, and pledge to be with them forever, all for the sake of love, is just... well, it's amazing!" She couldn't think of a better word to use, simple as it might have been, but she hoped her emphasis helped drive the point home.

Grinning back at Luca and Luna, Annelie tried to calm herself as she lowered her voice to a more reverent tone. "I believe the bride and groom have chosen to speak their own vows to one another. Mr. Falconne, feel free to begin whenever you're ready." And with that she hushed herself, giving the couple the spotlight and allowing them to openly declare their love for each other.
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