Epilogue
Six months later
“Do you, Flame Warden, take River to be your lawfully wedded wife, to have and to hold, in sickness and in health, in good times and in bad, until death do you part?” Mayor Mare said.
Flame Warden smiled lovingly at the cerulean mare standing in front of him. She wore an ivory wedding dress and had bluebells braided into her mane. How she had gotten the flowers in the middle of winter was beyond him, but they made the already beautiful pegasus look all the more breath-taking.
“I do,” Flame nodded, his voice a higher pitch than usual. He cleared his throat. “I do,” Flame lifted a necklace with River’s ring and placed it around her neck.
River giggled and grinned up at the handsome pegasus. She saw her little brother Bolt standing behind Flame, smiling encouraging at her. In the audience sat her parents, family and friends. Her mother continuously patted her father’s hoof, who appeared to be failing at holding back his tears.
“And do you, River, take Flame to be your lawfully wedded husband, to have to hold, in sickness and in health, in good times and in bad, until death do you part?”
“I most certainly do,” River placed Flame’s necklace around his neck.
“Then by the power vested in me by Princess Celestia, I now pronounce you husband and wife,” the mayor beamed. “You may kiss the bride,”
Flame pulled River to him and kissed her with all the passion and love he had for her, River returning it.
After the now husband and wife made their way down the aisle, the bride’s mares and groom’s stallions followed. Bolt stopped at the third row and offered his hoof to Sea Breeze. The grey mare, clad in a burgundy dress her grandmother Sapphire gave her, tilted her head in confusion, but at Bolt’s smile, she took his hoof and stood
As the two pegasi walked down the aisle side by side, Bolt bent his head down to Sea’s ear so only she could hear.
“One day it’ll be me and you up there,” he whispered
“Are you sure Angus will allow it?” Sea smirked.
“I’ll get on his good side eventually,” Bolt countered. Sea laughed airily.
“Good luck with that,”
Sea nuzzled the brown stallion. “I love you, Bolty. Even if Angus never will,” Bolt smiled and returned the nuzzle.
“I love you, too, Breezey. More than you’ll ever know,”