Welcome to Gaia! ::

"Eh...." Lin thought about it.

She laughed at herself, and here she thought she had become more use to things here... well it sounded like that wasn't the case at all. It was nice to know there were still parts of her that were Gaian.

"Oops, yes. Office is a Gaian word, her study is where she is, you're correct. Normally I'm good in not mixing up the terms."

Amalthea smiled. "Then I was right," she laughed softly. "Ah, she must not have changed a bit. Even before she was queen ..."

She trailed off, smiling softly. "Everyone thought that Elnara would grow up to be just like her ... but life has a way of surprising us, doesn't it?"

As they walked, she was walking right beside Shiro, Ura and Lin, keeping pace with them almost as if she were leading them, and not the other way around. Of course, this was her mother's home: she did after all know her way around, even if it wasn't the same castle she had grown up in.

Shiro chuckled softly. All of the family had been a surprise, at one time or another. As they reached the door of the queen's study, he stopped and motioned for Amalthea to do the honours.

"Here we are," he said softly, his bright eyes glowing softly.

Lin tilted her head a bit, how curious she thought to herself. She did not pretend to have understood what just happened. Though she supposed, it had somethign to do with the fact that Amalthea was queen. Mentally she shrugged to herself before following the other three in.

She wanted to get a better feel for these three whom she had never met before until now.

Atalya of course was pleased to see her daughter, and she immediately abandoned her work and moved to greet her, arms outstretched.

"Amalthea," she murmured with a warm smile, embracing her warmly.

Amalthea laughed softly. "Yes, we made it, Mother. It was a long journey, but a safe one."

She stepped back then and motioned for the rest of her family to step forward.

"You know Ander, of course," she smiled warmly, "but I don't think you've met Wren yet."

Atalya smiled and greeted Ander, then turned her eyes to the tomboyish Wren. "No, I haven't," she murmured, changing over to Common Elvish. "I'm glad to finally meet you, Wren ... I've heard so much about you."

Wren's oddly coloured eyes sparkled mischievously. "Papa has never let me travel before," she said as if explaining. "But I'm glad I could finally make it."

At long ... long last, the day of the wedding arrived, and Elnara and her mother skipped breakfast (bad luck for the bride and groom to see each other before the wedding, after all) and began to prepare for the much-anticipated event.

Serenity helped Elnara to bathe and wash her hair, then put on her dress and put her hair up. As a final touch, she set a flower in her hair, one that matched her red and gold dress.

When they were finally finished, she smiled and stood back, observing her daughter closely.

"I used to dream about this day," she whispered softly, her eyes shining brightly. "You look beautiful."

Elnara laughed softly and stepped forward to hug Serenity. "Thank you, Mother," she said warmly, holding her tightly.

Serenity gave Elnara one final squeeze, then let her go. "I'll go see if Celebor's ready," she smiled. "I'll see you again later."

Elnara nodded and stepped back. "Later," she agreed softly.

Helen had been kept busy to the point of being utterly delighted after all he was the one who always made the clothes, and a wide variety he was allowed with, since everyone was different (more or less). He had barely managed to drop off at Arwen's room the indigo kimono painted in lavender and pale, pale purple what looked to be waves of the sea crashing forward, turning into horses as they ran up the back.

He had to drag Mia to Arwen's room to help put the kimono on, Mia knew how to, even though she didn't wear any. She preferred the lotita style of clothing, full of black and white, though Helen put more white than black. No need to scare anyone more than needed. He also rushed to tend to the groom, since someone had to.

The Winters had already begun to file in, the older children herding in the younger. Making sure they found their seats. The younger children couldn't help but feel amazed at all that had been done to the room for this occassion.

Lore in all of his life was not used to being fussed over, so one could only imagine how much he was being fussed over at the moment by his assistants. It had been decided that it would be Yuki to stand by Lore, for no other reason than the fact that he had no one else really.

Besides, they were the closest thing he had to a family up until now. Tristan was braiding his hair, saying in the clothes he was giving it would make him look very nice. Besides it would be better than loose.

That was the other thing, this was probably the finest set of clothes he had ever worn (and proof he really had to start getting himself a pair of pants). Black dress pants and a blue and silver shirt with tails.

"Now hold still," Tristan murmured, "We're almost done."
"It's a pity we can't have a picture," Rune replied studying Lore.
"What, no one brought a camera?" Yuki asked.
"Here? Are you nuts?" Tristan asked.