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“I’d better go.” Her mum gave her one more smile, then confidently pranced out the door.
“All right, you heap of bridesmaids and groomsmen, you had better know the order,” Arianna said, smiling. The bridesmaids were in red satin, a different cut than her mum and Mason’s mum, but the same color.
Princess Sunny and Princess Anne held hands and strutted out as only a teenager and a seven-year-old could do.
Mason’s siblings and their spouses went next. When he’d brought home not a doctor but a princess for dinner, they were all stunned and very gracious and welcoming to her, though apparently they had given him a crazy hard time when she wasn’t listening, saying he wasn’t good enough for her and it would never last. Mason assured her they’d get comfortable enough to tease her soon. She only wanted to assure them they were wrong. Mason was incredible, everything she’d ever wanted, and they would last through eternity.
Kiera got a kiss from each of her brothers and their beautiful wives and overheard most of them admonish their children to ‘be good’ as they each walked out. Steffan and Hattie and Derek and Ellery carried their three- and six-month-olds, respectively.
Ray and Macey were second to last.
Ray looked her over. “Are you certain about this? I can still thrash and demote him.”
“I’m certain, but I love you for protecting me.”
“Love you too,” he grunted out.
Macey hugged her tight and then they walked out.
Tristan and Jenn each hugged her. “I’m so proud of the woman you’ve become,” Tristan told her.
“Thank you.”
Her dad was teasing with his grandsons. He loved being ‘King Papa.’
“You cute little monkeys … ring bearers,” Arianna called. “Line up.”
Her dad helped them, and nine adorable little men, her nephews and Mason’s, from two to seven years old in black suits, white shirts, and red ties, holding pillows aloft, lined up. Only the oldest, Tristan and Jenn’s, Kelton, and Malik and Sophie’s, Jasper, had rings on their pillows. Kelton had Kiera’s gorgeous round two-karat diamond.
Mason had outdone himself with the ring and asking her, having Chad fly them to a snow-covered mountain valley where a huge tent was set up with a delicious dinner, music for dancing, and his chance to ask her to marry him with the perfect charming and alluring speech.
Jasper had Mason’s comfort fit gold band for the ‘simple and distinguished man’ in Mason’s words. He was always joking and making her smile.
“All right. Out you go,” Arianna instructed. “Look sharp there, boys.”
They looked proud and amazingly, nobody pushed or tripped each other and they all marched straight and cute out of the room.
“My darling flower girls,” Arianna crooned.
The eight nieces lined up, from eighteen months to six years old—four from Mason’s side, four from hers. They were absolutely darling in their white dresses with red flowers embroidered into the gossamer fabric and red silk bands around their waists.
They held hands in pairs and danced out.
Her dad strode up to her and wrapped his arm around her waist. “I love you, Kiera. You’ve always brought me and your mum … both of your mums … such joy and light and love.”
Kiera was crying then. She kissed his cheek. “I love you.”
“Okay. No crying. Out you go.” Arianna beamed at them as the music changed.
Kiera threaded her arm through her dad’s and sauntered out into the ballroom. Arianna had outdone herself, Kiera was certain, and on a short timetable, eight months pregnant, and during Christmas time with two young children.
She’d heard terms like winter wonderland and the most beautiful royal wedding of the century. More beautiful than even her dad and her mum’s had been eight years ago.
All Kiera could see was the groom.
Mason stood next to the vicar, a long line of groomsmen at his side, her bridesmaids stretching the other direction. He had a slight smirk on his lips, but then he saw her and his expression changed to a look of wonder and awe.
Kiera smiled, knowing he was going to tell her how beautiful she was, how she took his breath away, how she was his sun and light and love.
