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[desert_worm]

Sometime late that evening, after the reception, Luke walks into their House of Arch suite, Val behind him

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[empath_wiggin]

Val comes into the room, tired, and just blinks, blushing a bit. "Frell, Luke, you've been busy. It looks wonderful in here."

[desert_worm]

He blushes brightly, but he's grinning. "I'm glad you like it. I wanted it to be... nice. Or special. Or something. Um." The words I'm kind of a dork, had you noticed? are hovering around the tip of his tongue.

[empath_wiggin]

She reaches up and puts a hand on his cheek gently. "I love it. Very much, in fact." Her eyes are twinkling, but she's blushing furiously.

[desert_worm]

"I'm glad. I love you." And there is a brief flurry of activity as he lights the candles. Which there aren't many of, really, because they're remarkably inconvenient.