[center][h2][color=a187be]The Moonless Night[/color][/h2][/center]
[center][i]Grin[/i][/center]
[center]Raven,[/center]
[center]Day 1, noon[/center]

The navy blue cheongsam rested well on the pirate queen’s features as she sat on well trimmed grass. With her legs crossed and her arms at both sides of her she inhaled. It had been a while since Lady Marrowblade mediated, and it was well needed. 

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Many of the tower’s doors were mysterious, and contained many things. After cherry picking the room Raven needed she felt oddly satisfied, yet, nostalgic in the room. The sounds and smells were just right for what she needed. Today was the fruit of her labor, the light at the end of the tunnel. She smiled with closed eyes. [i][color=a187be]Christian and I will finally be bound, the human way.[/color][/i] memories of their many adventures came dancing through her mind. When she held out her hand and convinced him to join her, when he saved her life after getting cut…

Raven rubbed the skin underneath her collarbone. The scar was completely healed, replaced with the tattoo of his name. She leaned back from her meditating position, smiling at the view before getting up from her position.

There was a deep melodic voice in your head.

[color=92278f][i][b]“My great granddaughter, getting married to an elemental of storms? I never thought I’d hear of the day.”[/b][/i][/color]

Suddenly a woman appeared before her, using the moisture in the air to take form as a purple transparent figure. She was very tall and curvy, standing a foot taller than Raven herself. The sight of her naked form brought an eyebrow up from Lady Marrowblade. “Great grandmother,” She inhaled. “What brings you here?” 

The Moonless Night,  with flawless skin and dark violet hair frowned. 

[color=92278f][i][b]”I came to warn you, dearest.”[/b][/i][/color]

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When the Moonless Night left from the garden, Raven sighed. 

“Well,” she smiled.

She squeezed the tech on her wrist, and outside Blackwing was set in high speed for the hill of flowers.

[i][color=a187be]Time for the wedding.[/color][/i]