If anyone had told her that getting married was the most nerve wrecking thing in the world, Aurora would have laughed. But now standing in front of he mirror in her wedding dress, she could see how nervous she looked. Her hair gleamed to perfection, surrounded by her veil. She was glad Theon got healed or this wouldn’t be happening.
Her hand traveled to where their daughter moved inside her. She smiled, thinking Yara could feel the excitement too. Despite her nerves, Aurora was excited to become Theon’s wife. She just hoped that she could give him all the happiness in the world. Her head lifted as she heard the music start. It was time. Within hours she would be known as Aurora Greyjoy. It had a nice ring to it.