Clementine:
I watched him hold his hand out for me, and I placed mine in his without hesitation. A small laugh escaped my lips as he pulled me closer and spun me gently.
My dress swayed around my legs as my boots brushed the road. I swung around with my arm raised over my head, his hand guiding mine. For the first time, the North did not feel terrifying.
"You look like you are enjoying this," Ian remarked, smiling as he guided me into a slow turn.
"That is because I am," I replied, grinning as he caught me again. "I never thought I would have such a perfect wedding in the North."
My words made him smile. He lifted my hand and made me twirl under his arm. I moved too fast and stumbled a little, but he quickly steadied me by the waist.
"So," he uttered, lowering his voice slightly as he pulled me closer, one hand behind my back and the other holding mine, our steps matching as we danced together. "How many kids do you think we will have?"
I nearly tripped again.
