Vesper's time with Brigitte, Natasha, Domino, Fionna, Marci, Jo and several of the other females in residence at the spa was indeed spent over a very deliciously well-prepared meal, quite a few desserts that they partook in much more than they intended, a fair bit of alcohol, and several romantic movies that more than one woman shed a tear or two at while they'd all sat crowded into Vesper's living room. Anya had not come out to the house for the party as originally intended. Aidan had come to the door a short time after Vesper had returned to help Natasha finish preparing the food and said that the light siren sent her regrets. Her daughter, Hannah, was still very upset and she wanted to stay with her children. Vesper had understood and sent Aidan away with the smallest plate of desserts. The werewolf had commented on the smell coming from the house and she'd felt bad that he'd had to trek through the snow to tell her about Anya.
Her wedding day came with a crisp, bright ray of light hitting her face from the windows and Vesper smiled, knowing that the day would be chilly, but at least the sun would shine on the day she'd worried her whole life might never actually happen. Then she'd realized that her wedding was supposed to take place at a chapel that was outside of the actual boundaries of the spa, and how in the world could they safely leave the spa in order to hold the ceremony in the building her fiancé had worked hard to repair? A knock sounded at her door and Natasha pushed it open without waiting for her to respond.
"Good morning, Vesper." Her friend had a soft smile on her face and a tray of food in her hands.
"Good morning. Natasha-the chapel-."
"Mr. Hughes thought of that last night. He had Faeron open a rift in the enchantment to let some workers go and get the flowers and other items from the chapel and bring them into the spa overnight. He had Sergei and Alex and a few others up late prepping a new location for today. You won't be disappointed, Vesper."
"It's not going to be in the spa, is it?" Vesper frowned, she really did not like the idea of getting married in a sex spa, but if it was the safest alternative...
"No, it's not. Eat up, Vesper. You'll need it." Natasha grinned knowingly as she watched the ayperi pull the lid off a plate of toast.
"I can't believe it's finally the day. Is he up? Is he still wanting to-?"
"Vesper, it's ok. Mr. Hughes has been up for a while. I think he's anxious for today, hopeful that everything will go well. He...missed you last night." Natasha chuckled throatily as she moved back towards the door.
Vesper frowned, she wanted to know everything about what her angel was doing, but she knew Natasha was not going to be her spy. The elf waved a goodbye at her as she left the room. Looking down at the toast in her hands, she sighed, how could she possibly wait the whole day to see her fiancé and finally say 'I do?' Dusk seemed forever from now. Groaning at the need to wait until the vampires were awake and able to attend, Vesper plowed through her breakfast before going into the bathroom to bathe. The day seemed like it would be long, but she knew that with all of the preparations that would be required before the actual ceremony this evening, she would very quickly run out of time.
After her shower, Vesper spent the morning thinking about Mr. Hughes, about what he was doing, where he would be at, and where he could possibly be having the ceremony for the large crowd that they expected to be in attendance if it was not to be held at the chapel. She tried to get it out of Natasha more than once, and then Brigitte when the woman came to the house to help Natasha prep some food for lunch. Anya would be out with her children for the midday meal. That had been decided before she'd left the spa last night. Then everyone was to go back to their respective rooms for an afternoon nap before a large dinner that would be served in the dragons' upstairs room where she'd helped Corvus's mare deliver his daughter. Vesper couldn't help but grin when she thought about little Cometes. The young centaur was being doted on by not only her parents, but her two uncles and grandfather. You would think that the young female was made of glass from how the males treated her so gently, but she knew it was because of the love they had for her, for the only female centaur they'd seen in a long time. In a life time, really, for the younger centaurs.
She had asked Corvus if he would let his daughter walk down the aisle with Elarinya, as the young half unicorn child was very timid and while she was excited to be Vesper's flower girl, she was also just as likely to be too afraid when it came down to it. Corvus had been reluctant at first, but had relented and said that he would be more than happy to let her, and Cometes was incredibly willing to accompany Elarinya. Her protective father was supposed to bring her by later in the afternoon to have her hair braided and threaded with flowers. All of the centaurs would be attending the wedding even though they rarely left their domicile. The wedding was off limits to clients, so there was very little exposure outside the nonhuman community that they'd made for themselves at the spa.
When they'd planned the large dinner, it had taken some time to figure out how both she and her fiancé could be in attendance, and follow Mr. Hughes' request that he not see her again before the wedding. Samir had told Vesper that it had all been settled, but it was to be a surprise to her when she arrived. She trusted that they had everything in hand, though her curiosity was running rampant as she heard a knock at her door and before she was able to put down the bowl of potatoes she'd been smashing, it burst open and a stream of children, all in human form, came barreling into the living room of her house, a house that suddenly seemed way too small. Smiling, she put the potato masher down in the large bowl and wiped her hands on her apron as she watched Anya walk in, a sleeping baby in her arms.
After depositing the little boy in a playpen that had been brought out a short time ago, Anya took first one, then another sleeping baby from the arms of their fathers and placed them down in one playpen or another throughout the house to continue their nap. Once that was done, the men left and Anya came into the kitchen, Penny on her heels as they looked over the amount of food that had been prepped for lunch.
"You are so kind to take care of all of us like this. We could have just had the cooks do something, or I could have used Shi's kitchen." Anya told her after giving her a quick hug.
"Working on lunch is keeping me from slowly going crazy with the need to go find Arc. I miss him." Vesper bit her lower lip as she grabbed a stick of butter and began taking off the paper.
"I know exactly how you feel. I waited a long time to go to Minnesota. I felt like I had to get a lot of things in order. And then at the very last moment I thought maybe everything I thought I was about to do wouldn't even happen." Anya sighed as she picked up a head of lettuce that Brigitte had set aside already to make a salad and started to chop it up carefully.
She had come to really like Brigitte, the woman was good at planning and directing others, and she was kind. Very kind, which seemed strange considering the woman's proclivities included having sex with unconscious humans. Now, the woman was stirring a large pot of potato soup and asking Elarinya to hand her the salt. The two had been working together for an hour now and Natasha seemed to enjoy seeing her daughter connect with someone other than those she saw constantly at the spa.
"The dragons?" Vesper asked, she knew that they were supposed to show sometime this afternoon for the wedding. She figured Anya would be anxious to see her children with them.
"Yes. Wei-," Anya sighed and shook her head, Vesper could tell that she was communicating with her pack, most likely Sergei, "Wei is very...compelling. If it hadn't been for the depth of my feeling, the need to get back to the pack bond that they'd pulled from me, I think I would have been more than a little swayed by a dragon."
