The Wishing Hour by J. Adams

Author:J. Adams [Adams, J.]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Publisher: Jewel of the West
Published: 2010-12-01T04:30:00+00:00

Twelve

Are you ready, beloved? Sebastian asks me as we prepare to enter the amphitheater. I can't answer him at the moment because I am so nervous, I can hardly breathe. It isn't fear now that incapacitates my tongue, it is a desperate hope I carry inside that I look all right, that I will make my new family proud and not do anything to bring shame to them. This is all so new for me–worrying about making a good impression, hoping people will think well of me, and it is very disconcerting. I take in my husband's regal attire, sighing deeply at how wonderful the gold silk shirt and burgundy velvet vest look on him. He wears this with his standard black leather pants. I've decided leather pants must have been invented just for him because he wears them so well. His silky, straight black hair is unbound and gently falls about his shoulders.

I quickly glance at Sarah and Devon and marvel at how great they look in their coordinating colors of forest green and gold. Sarah's long blond hair has been curled. The sides are held back by two gold combs and the curls fall down her back. Devon's black hair is bound by a gold silk tie. The two make a very beautiful couple.

I finally glance down at myself, feeling rather regal in my gown. I call the style “Victorian meets Renaissance,” because the styles of both periods are blended into one, forming the perfect gown for me. My hair is pinned high on my head while a few curls fall against my face and the rest cascades down to the middle of my back. Because of the change to my skin and eyes, I only use a little makeup now, mainly mascara and eyeliner, which is a major time saver. Still, I find myself hoping I won't have makeup meltdown and don raccoon eyes before the end of the evening.

You are absolutely beautiful, beloved. There is no one more beautiful. And you will always make us proud.

I smile and squeeze his hand. He knows just what to say to calm my anxiousness and I never doubt his sincerity. I give the three my best smile. “Okay,” I say bravely, “let's do this.” Devon and Sarah quickly cover their mouths to muffle their laughter and Sebastian grins widely and kisses my hand.

“All right, my lady,” he says with amusement in his rich voice, “let's do this.”

* * *

Sebastian's parents enter first, then we enter. I suck in a breath when the entire crowd stands and applauds us as we descend the red-carpeted steps. My husband squeezes my hand gently and I lift my smiling eyes to his, completely comforted by the overwhelming love I feel radiating from the citizens of Challis. Little children stand with their parents, cheering with their young voices as we make our way to the seats reserved for us in front near the stage. Before we sit, Sebastian and I turn to the crowd and wave for a moment, wanting the people to know we gratefully acknowledge their love.

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