"every choice that you are making
every step that you are taking
every chain that you are breaking,
every word that you are saying;
history is in the making...
so leave it all behind you, let it always remind you,
of the day that love made history"


THE CHARACTERS
THE FAMILY TREE
THE COURT
EXCERPTS
VIDEO
DAYS OF ROWECCA
ROWLAND TO MY ROWECCA
TO CHEER OURSELVES UP
ALL TAGS
Quick!Tags
MY GRAPHICS
MY GIFS
GIFS (1)(2)(3)
ROWLAND STONE (1)(2)(3)
REBECCA COWEN (1)(2)(3)
DAMOCLES FAYE (1)(2)
MAEVE PRIDEAUX
EVELYN BRACKNER
GARRETT BRACKNER
ABIRA FAYE
LEAH WESTON
JUDE WRIGHT
LEANNE STUART
ANDRE DELAMARLIERE
GEORGE STUART
CLAUDIA GREENE
MARCUS ELLWOOD
KIM MILLER
NATE KEYSER
REYNOLD WESTON


Abira: …Evelyn, for merlin sakes you aren’t even showing yet.
Damocles: *with his head popped into the door* …and maybe I’ll come back later.
Evelyn: *spins around simultaneously with Abira* Don’t—
Abira: —you dare. Get back in here. *her lips twitch*
Damocles: No, it sounded like you were having a very important conversation-I wouldn’t want to interfere.
Evelyn: *her lips twitch* I was fretting. The dress…
Abira: Fits fine. *head shake*
Evelyn: *sighs* Yes but I heard with successive pregnancies you show more—
Abira: But you aren’t even showing at all yet— *her lips twitch*
Evelyn: But! The point is—*turns back to Damocles* —that none of that matters right now because you, *she grins*, are getting married.
Damocles: Am I? *his lips twitch in a sheepish smile*
Evelyn: *promptly leans over and pinches him*
Damocles: *tiniest wince* Ow—Eve.
Evelyn: Nope. You aren’t dreaming.
Abira: You really did propose out of nowhere and she really did say yes. *brows wiggle* Despite—
Damocles: Things that we are not going to be mentioning today.
Abira: *tiny exhale* Of course.Damocles: …it does feel like a dream though.
Evelyn: *is walking around Damocles*
Damocles: …what in Merlin’s name are yo—no. I don’t want to know.
Evelyn: *lips twitch* Insuring you got dressed properly.
Damocles: Ah, see, I said I did not want to know.
Abira: Course he did. Rowland helped.
Evelyn: *grin flicks* Ah, and how does Rowland feel about you marrying someone besides him anyways?
Damocles: *sighs* You’re both just going to rip on me this whole time aren’t you?
Abira & Evelyn: *brows wiggle simultaneously*
Damocles: …right, and why did I invite you again?
Abira: Because we’re your sisters.
Evelyn: So we’d have hurt you if you didn’t.
Damocles: Ahh…sibling love.
Evelyn: *lips twitch and she winks at him, and then leans against the table beside him* How are you doing though, seriously?
Damocles: *his smile softens and he nods* Great. …Truly, great.
Evelyn: Do you have your vow written?
Damocles: *bites his bottom lip and nods*
Abira: *lips twitch, biting back a squeal and she leans closer to him too* Really? Can we hear?
Damocles: *pointedly* You’re going to hear it in like an hour or so anyway.
Abira: …yes, but this way we can give you pointers.
Damocles: *lips flick* I’m good. Really. Possibly the easiest thing I’ve ever had to write in my life.
Evelyn: *lips twitch in a softer smile* You do look happy.
Damocles: I am. *softly* And thank you, for…not telling anyone, and helping.
Evelyn: …Merlin knows, I have no room to judge.
Damocles: *eyes narrow at her* That’s—
Evelyn: —of no consequence, at the moment, you were thanking me, remember?
Damocles: *exhales in frustration* Fine. And as a wedding present, why don’t you tell me?
Evelyn: Nice try. Maybe tomorrow.
Damocles: Evelyn—
Evelyn: I wouldn’t want to ruin your wedding, have to explain to Maeve why you were postponing to go challenge someone to a duel—
Damocles: I wouldn’t postpone just-
Abira: *clears her throat over them both* Guys. *lips twitch up in a smile* Do I have to separate you?
Damocles: *lips clamp shut and then sighs* …Right.
Evelyn: *nudges his side* Besides, I have a better wedding present. *holds out a small box*
Damocles: …what’s that?
Abira: Well generally, you open up a present, and then that shows you what it—
Damocles: *laughs and takes the box, muttering* Shut it, ‘bira.
Abira: *lips flick* It’s from both of us.
Damocles: *opens up and then pauses in surprise as two gold cuff-links fall into his hand and he blinks* But…but these…
Evelyn: *nods happily* Yeah. Father wore them on his wedding day.
Abira: He was always gonna give them to you. *softly* They were with the ring, locked safe away. So in a way they’re from him too..even..if…
Damocles: *wryly* Even if he’d stop this wedding if he knew it was taking place?
Abira: *presses her lips together* Well.
Evelyn: *ventures quietly* You’re making your own choice, brother. And if he doesn’t support that…we do.
Abira: *nods* Not all your family disapproves. We’re here. And…the rest will come around.
Evelyn: Eventually.
Abira: We Fayes can be stubborn about things.
Evelyn: That’s because we’re usually right.
Abira: *exhales in a tiny laugh* Right, yeah.
Damocles: *finishes putting the cuff links on slowly and nods, smiling back up at them* Yeah. Thanks. *clears his throat* …all right. I should find Rowland—
Evelyn: —get in one last kiss—
Damocles: *ignores* —and go talk to the priest.
Abira: *lips twitch* Think he was with Alayne.
Damocles: That figures. *getting up*
Evelyn: …where are you going?
Abira: *purses her lips in a tiny smile* Oh, brother.
Damocles: …like I said, *confused* I should—
Abira: You don’t really think we’re letting you go get married without—
Damocles: Ah. *laughs*
Evelyn: *promptly wraps her arms around him in a tight hug, which Abira matches on the other side and all three of them embrace firmly* Congratulations.
Damocles: *quietly, happily, beaming, almost too happy to think* Yeah. Thanks. …I really do love you both you know.
Abira: We know. *brightly* Seriously though…you did it.
Abira: *pulls back and grins at him* You did it.
Evelyn: Against all odds.
Abira: And merlin knows what Maeve was thinking.
Evelyn: But even so. *lips twitch and she rubs a tear from her eye* You are…really lucky.
Abira: And so is she. *pointedly, lips twitching*
Damocles: *quietly and nods* I’m..the luckier one.
Abira: Oh of that there’s no question.
Evelyn: Seriously, you better go before she comes to her senses—
Damocles: *laughs and shakes his head, his beam wide* Yeah, love you both.
Evelyn: *squeals, under her breath and hugs him again* We do love you. We’re just…
Abira: Oh impossibly jealous.
Evelyn: *exhales, smiling still and throwing another tear away* Yeah. That.
Damocles: *quietly, looking at Evelyn* We’ll fix it, Eve, really.
Evelyn: *smile softens* I know. Go. *nods with her head* Go get married.
Abira: *smile flicks, kissing his cheek for a moment and then purposefully messes his hair up* Congrats, little brother.
Damocles: *laughs* Oh, *runs his hand through his hair* thank you, big sisters, so much.
Evelyn: *winks at him as he leaves and then promptly hugs Abira too, as both of them are still struggling not to cry in happiness/dissolve into giggles*

Abira: …Evelyn, for merlin sakes you aren’t even showing yet.

Damocles: *with his head popped into the door* …and maybe I’ll come back later.

Evelyn: *spins around simultaneously with Abira* Don’t—

Abira: —you dare. Get back in here. *her lips twitch*

Damocles: No, it sounded like you were having a very important conversation-I wouldn’t want to interfere.

Evelyn: *her lips twitch* I was fretting. The dress…

Abira: Fits fine. *head shake*

Evelyn: *sighs* Yes but I heard with successive pregnancies you show more—

Abira: But you aren’t even showing at all yet— *her lips twitch*

Evelyn: But! The point is—*turns back to Damocles* —that none of that matters right now because you, *she grins*, are getting married.

Damocles: Am I? *his lips twitch in a sheepish smile*

Evelyn: *promptly leans over and pinches him*

Damocles: *tiniest wince* Ow—Eve.

Evelyn: Nope. You aren’t dreaming.

Abira: You really did propose out of nowhere and she really did say yes. *brows wiggle* Despite—

Damocles: Things that we are not going to be mentioning today.

Abira: *tiny exhale* Of course.

Damocles: …it does feel like a dream though.

Evelyn: *is walking around Damocles*

Damocles: …what in Merlin’s name are yo—no. I don’t want to know.

Evelyn: *lips twitch* Insuring you got dressed properly.

Damocles: Ah, see, I said I did not want to know.

Abira: Course he did. Rowland helped.

Evelyn: *grin flicks* Ah, and how does Rowland feel about you marrying someone besides him anyways?

Damocles: *sighs* You’re both just going to rip on me this whole time aren’t you?

Abira & Evelyn: *brows wiggle simultaneously*

Damocles: …right, and why did I invite you again?

Abira: Because we’re your sisters.

Evelyn: So we’d have hurt you if you didn’t.

Damocles: Ahh…sibling love.

Evelyn: *lips twitch and she winks at him, and then leans against the table beside him* How are you doing though, seriously?

Damocles: *his smile softens and he nods* Great. …Truly, great.

Evelyn: Do you have your vow written?

Damocles: *bites his bottom lip and nods*

Abira: *lips twitch, biting back a squeal and she leans closer to him too* Really? Can we hear?

Damocles: *pointedly* You’re going to hear it in like an hour or so anyway.

Abira: …yes, but this way we can give you pointers.

Damocles: *lips flick* I’m good. Really. Possibly the easiest thing I’ve ever had to write in my life.

Evelyn: *lips twitch in a softer smile* You do look happy.

Damocles: I am. *softly* And thank you, for…not telling anyone, and helping.

Evelyn: …Merlin knows, I have no room to judge.

Damocles: *eyes narrow at her* That’s—

Evelyn: —of no consequence, at the moment, you were thanking me, remember?

Damocles: *exhales in frustration* Fine. And as a wedding present, why don’t you tell me?

Evelyn: Nice try. Maybe tomorrow.

Damocles: Evelyn—

Evelyn: I wouldn’t want to ruin your wedding, have to explain to Maeve why you were postponing to go challenge someone to a duel—

Damocles: I wouldn’t postpone just-

Abira: *clears her throat over them both* Guys. *lips twitch up in a smile* Do I have to separate you?

Damocles: *lips clamp shut and then sighs* …Right.

Evelyn: *nudges his side* Besides, I have a better wedding present. *holds out a small box*

Damocles: …what’s that?

Abira: Well generally, you open up a present, and then that shows you what it—

Damocles: *laughs and takes the box, muttering* Shut it, ‘bira.

Abira: *lips flick* It’s from both of us.

Damocles: *opens up and then pauses in surprise as two gold cuff-links fall into his hand and he blinks* But…but these…

Evelyn: *nods happily* Yeah. Father wore them on his wedding day.

Abira: He was always gonna give them to you. *softly* They were with the ring, locked safe away. So in a way they’re from him too..even..if…

Damocles: *wryly* Even if he’d stop this wedding if he knew it was taking place?

Abira: *presses her lips together* Well.

Evelyn: *ventures quietly* You’re making your own choice, brother. And if he doesn’t support that…we do.

Abira: *nods* Not all your family disapproves. We’re here. And…the rest will come around.

Evelyn: Eventually.

Abira: We Fayes can be stubborn about things.

Evelyn: That’s because we’re usually right.

Abira: *exhales in a tiny laugh* Right, yeah.

Damocles: *finishes putting the cuff links on slowly and nods, smiling back up at them* Yeah. Thanks. *clears his throat* …all right. I should find Rowland—

Evelyn: —get in one last kiss

Damocles: *ignores* —and go talk to the priest.

Abira: *lips twitch* Think he was with Alayne.

Damocles: That figures. *getting up*

Evelyn: …where are you going?

Abira: *purses her lips in a tiny smile* Oh, brother.

Damocles: …like I said, *confused* I should—

Abira: You don’t really think we’re letting you go get married without—

Damocles: Ah. *laughs*

Evelyn: *promptly wraps her arms around him in a tight hug, which Abira matches on the other side and all three of them embrace firmly* Congratulations.

Damocles: *quietly, happily, beaming, almost too happy to think* Yeah. Thanks. …I really do love you both you know.

Abira: We know. *brightly* Seriously though…you did it.

Abira: *pulls back and grins at him* You did it.

Evelyn: Against all odds.

Abira: And merlin knows what Maeve was thinking.

Evelyn: But even so. *lips twitch and she rubs a tear from her eye* You are…really lucky.

Abira: And so is she. *pointedly, lips twitching*

Damocles: *quietly and nods* I’m..the luckier one.

Abira: Oh of that there’s no question.

Evelyn: Seriously, you better go before she comes to her senses—

Damocles: *laughs and shakes his head, his beam wide* Yeah, love you both.

Evelyn: *squeals, under her breath and hugs him again* We do love you. We’re just…

Abira: Oh impossibly jealous.

Evelyn: *exhales, smiling still and throwing another tear away* Yeah. That.

Damocles: *quietly, looking at Evelyn* We’ll fix it, Eve, really.

Evelyn: *smile softens* I know. Go. *nods with her head* Go get married.

Abira: *smile flicks, kissing his cheek for a moment and then purposefully messes his hair up* Congrats, little brother.

Damocles: *laughs* Oh, *runs his hand through his hair* thank you, big sisters, so much.

Evelyn: *winks at him as he leaves and then promptly hugs Abira too, as both of them are still struggling not to cry in happiness/dissolve into giggles*



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