I wish you would write a fic where... how about your take on a fanfic of the perc'ahlia wedding? When during the year break did it happen? Who all knew? Was Tary best man? Did Cassandra preside?
Thank you, @manicgunpixie, for being my first ever ask! And with a great prompt, too! Enjoy :)
It was a day like any other. Percy and Vex were in the library studying up on Orcus, as they had been quite a bit over the last five or six months. Well, Vex was studying; Percy quietly watched her. Even now, went they spent all of their time together, he occasionally found himself suddenly overtaken with his love for her. As he watched her quietly reading and taking notes, working to make good on a promise to save her brother’s life, it happened again.
“I choose you,” he said, breaking the silence.
“What was that?” she asked.
“We haven’t gotten to choose many things in our lives, dear, but we do get to choose our futures. And I choose you.”
“Percival, are you proposing to me?”
“I think I am.”
From there, things happened rather quickly.
After a few minutes of discussion, Vex ran to gather and organize the short list of necessary people: Tary, Cassandra, and Keeper Yennen, as best man, maid of honor, and officiant respectively. She quickly went shopping for a white dress, but upon finding none to her liking in the Whitestone shops decided to wear her new, half-enchanted white dragon armor in its stead. When she arrived at the Temple of the Dawn, Cassandra was already waiting with a small bouquet of flowers for Vex, picked fresh from her own personal garden.
Percival was late. He rushed in, looking impeccable as always in his own ceremonial clothing, with a satisfied smile on his face. Behind him lumbered a happy Trinket. Somehow Percy had found an adorable bow-tie big enough to fit around the bear’s neck, but even more striking to Vex was the harness strapped around his middle. It held a small pillow to Trinket’s back, and even from far away her perceptive eyes, trained to look for shinies, caught a glimpse of metal atop it. Percy smiled at her incredulous face.
“I thought Trinket could be our ring-bear, but oh gods I already hate myself for the pun. And, well, I already had the rings. The de Rolos have hidden nooks and crannies that not even the Briarwoods could find, and these were my grandparents’. But if you don’t like them we could always take a trip to Emon and find something—”
Vex silenced him with a kiss. “I love it.”
All involved expected the small affair to remain secret, but of course that’s near impossible when royalty is involved. One of the acolytes saw the ceremony and told the head chef in the castle, who told his sister, who told their cousin, and soon the entirety of Whitestone learned of the new addition to the de Rolo family. And they all smiled, happy to see the de Rolos grow and heal and knowing that this was one more step on their city’s road to recovery.