The Consortium official, who had apparently survived the attack by hiding behind an overturned table, stumbled back to his feet, adjusted his grey robes, cleared his throat, and announced in a voice that was only shaking a little bit that the ceremony was now formally, legally, and bindingly concluded.
So, Aegis kissed her wife.
And, boy, did she make it count. She grabbed Talia by the waist with one hand, put the other one behind her head, and dipped her so low that Talia's black hair almost touched the floor. Talia made a noise of surprise against her lips, and then grabbed the front of Aegis's dress with both hands and kissed her back hard enough that Aegis's brain went a little fuzzy around the edges.
Somewhere in the crowd, a noble gasped. Somewhere else, someone wolf-whistled. Aegis was pretty sure that was Sophie.
