She of course had to wait for the song to be over before asking Amissa permission to leave her side. The flower girl was more than happy to, as she was receiving much attention from the rest of her family and guests as she was one of few children present. Bianca took a breath and started toward Bertram, having discarded her heels at the beginning of the reception and letting her dress flow behind her prettily. She'd never felt better, and it was as if a great, heavy weight that had been resting on her shoulders for years had finally been lifted.
"Hello, dear," she said with a smile, sitting happily on his knee. Bianca smiled sweetly, wondering if anyone would miss them if they disappeared out of the reception hall and into a dark corner of the building. Her hand went to his chin to pull him in for a kiss, and Bianca smiled against her husband's lips as some of the surrounding tables began to clink their utensils against their glasses in support. It was so strange, having people be happy for her, for them, but it was a very good feeling and Bianca could certainly get used to it.
"Are you having fun?" she asked when they finally parted.
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