At Last - Andromor
Mor had never been so nervous.
And she knew she shouldn’t be, because it was Andromache, the love of her life, the girl of her dreams. And it was Mor who had proposed in the first place, for goodness sake.
She smiled as she thought of that night, of how happy the both had been, how they couldn’t look at each other without grinning like fools. And it was still like that now. They were still so in love, and Mor didn’t know why she felt this way.