micheal POV:
He arrived at the venue 15 minutes early. His years in the military had taught him to always arrive early. He walked into the building, his people had spent all night transforming the venue into a winter wonderland. Crystals and fake icicles hung everywhere. It looked like it came right out of a fairy tail.
He knew that Amber was going to love it. He had spared no expense to get it ready on time. If he was going to get married he was going to do it right. The officiant stepped out and welcomed Micheal. Is your bride here yet? He asked Michael. Not yet but shes on her way.” the pastor smiled and nodded. They got to their spots and waited.
Soon the music started playing and there she was. She looked absolutely stunning. The dress he had picked was perfect for her; it hugged all the right curves.. She had her hair down and it fell in soft curls down to her waist. She held a small bouquet of red roses. She seemed surprised that there were guests. He had kept it small, less than 20 people altogether. She started walking and was standing beside him.
The ceremony was quick with no extras. They exchanged rings and then the pastor said, “you may now kiss your bride.” she seemed to hesitate for just a moment but he didnt. He pulled her close and found her lips for a kiss. He kept is short, when he pulled away she was blushing. And quickly looked down.
They walked back down the aisle and he lead her to the couples suite. As he closed the door. He caught her staring at the ring on her hand. He had picked it himself and had hoped shed like it. She caught him watching her and quickly stopped looking at it. He smiled, she liked it. “I have prepared a room at my house across the hall from mine. You will move in with me so we can make our marriage look real.”