Bryn | Jacob | Edward
How could they be more perfect? It wasn't possible. And she it was hard not to question her luck, because she knew it would run out eventually. But right now, she was the luckiest woman on the station, and Asgard, she knew that for the truth that it was. "I do." She didn't think her own daughters would be as supportive if they knew what she was.
Bryn's grin turned a little cheeky. "I do, but I think I want to see if he can dance with you. Not that I fear for my feet, but there is something that seems right about to very attractive men dancing together. And I think it would top my night." She brushed her lips against his hand one last time before that cheeky grin turned in to a honest smile. "Shall I fetch him?"