Not so traditional
Posted on Monday, 1 February 2021 - 9:51am by Lieutenant JG Adrianna Eberhardt
"Adey," a Russian put his hand on the bare small of Adrianna's back.
Adrianna turned around, away from the conversation she was part of. Her elegant satin dress swinging slightly as she turned. She smiled to the man. "Constantine," she kissed his cheeks in European fashion, "I didn't think you'd be here. I heard you were on a run for us to Kronos."
Constantine smiled, "and miss seeing you in this dress? No, I'd harpoon a tribble for that." He looked around, "have I missed the Baciami tradition yet?"
Adrianna snorted, "we can have one wedding without bloodshed, you know."
Constantine chuckled, "yes and I can go a day without swearing."
Adrianna snorted, she knew him too well. The woman looked to the bride and groom, sharing a dance together. The bride was Elaina, her best friend since school, the groom was her brother Franco. They looked so happy. The Italian sun was fading but the party was only just getting started and an aura of romance filled the air. "Let's hope no one ruins it for them."
Constantine nodded his agreement, "save at least one dance for me, beautiful. I need to speak to the Don. If I'm not back in an hour, your Baciami wedding tradition has occurred behind closed doors." He kissed her cheek, and let his hand linger on her back a moment before walking through the large crowd of family and friends.
Adrianna was struggling. Sure, the night with Alex had opened her eyes, all be them drunken eyes, to the possibilities for weddings.
The reality set in a little about how much she couldn't have though.
No family traditions.
No wedding dress shopping with her mother.
No old friends.
No father to walk her down the aisle.
Adrianna flicked through a bridal magazine on her PaDD, in a non-committal fashion. Planning a wedding was going to be hard.
She knew that the wedding was about Leopold and herself, but nothing felt right planning wise.
Could it be possible that she wouldn't enjoy the day, aside from the exchange of vows and rings?
Adrianna looked up from her PaDD to Leopold, who'd just got in from work and smiled.
Did it matter?
She had him and she was happy.