The ceremony was beautiful.
Shannon’s dress was based on the 1970s style, all lace and sheer with a matching updo. She had wanted her dress to be tied to when Arkrian was born and had spared no expense in making sure the details were perfect. Brandon looked happy as he walked his daughter down the aisle, planting a kiss on her hand as he stood her in front of Kisten. Shannon’s bridesmaids trailed behind her in their blue dresses and, once they all stood at the altar, they slowly turned away from us.
Arkrian came in soon after in snake form, flanked by his groomsmen in human form as his tail rattled. He tasted the air behind each of the bridesmaids, looking for which one was Shannon. Traditionally at shifter weddings, the bridesmaids would wear the same dress as the bride, so it would be
