The newlyweds returned their attention to the morning meal. Their shared attempts and desire to understand each other's thoughts and struggles settled between them as an ongoing process. Yet, it didn't seem that daunting to either party!
Both girls felt like the pastries tasted sweeter for the company. The tea was more fragrant with the view of one another. The power of their loving bond made even the simple act of sharing breakfast together feel like one more day at the altar. Elua raised her black teacup in a small toast.
"Your beautiful young bride has been fed. May you now be happy."
Qatrand chuckled before her own cup clinked softly against the one raised by a soft hand. After drinking from it, she sat the piece of porcelain back onto the table and stared at the cute girl. A few more pastries disappeared during that time… and the set of mint orbs purposely would not meet hers.
