houseofcards_rp | [OTA] We Are Gathered Here

A few things had gone wrong, honestly. There had been some confusion in the morning when they’d arrived to decorate the church - a few bouquets on the altar, some green and blue ribbons twined around a few of the posts - and it’d been locked. She’d managed to leave Spade Castle with her dress, veil, the coin from his mother strung on a thin leather thong, the emerald silk sash and Victor’s ring - but of all things, she’d managed to leave her shoes in their box in the closet, and Chives had had to go back for that. Hadyn looked a little green from his adventure shanghaiing Victor with Ben and Elisha, her cousin Sara had in usual Sara fashion managed to break the heel on her left shoe. Nerves finally hit as Chives was braiding her hair, and by the time the veil was settled over the smooth curls, her nails had left indents in her palms.

In the end, though, it was pretty much perfect. Two of her closest friends preceded her down the aisle in soft blue dresses with forget-me-nots in their braided hair and small posies in their hands. She’d walked towards her fiance on her brother’s arm with her hands full of spring flowers, and after the words were said and Victor lifted the veil, they were married. It only felt a little different than before, Zoe thought as their brief kiss ended. But it was different; she was Zoe Fox.

Zoe Fox knew, of course, that Victor Fox would have preferred them to just slip back to their apartment - no big party, no flowing wine and hors d'oeuvres - but she’d wanted something. And he’d given her carte blanche in the end, really; she’d chosen the small reception room that opened out into the Castle gardens, she’d picked the combination of hyacinths, hydragea, and lily of the valley for the table arrangements, the Greek-flavored menu of spanakopita, wild green and strawberry salad, linguine primavera and herb-encrusted lamb. She’d pored over cake designs until she finally picked a vanilla bean cake with strawberry puree filling, decorated in vanilla buttercream. She’d pruned the list of friends, family and acquaintances who might be expected to be invited to the wedding reception until they numbered barely fifty.

Under the strict supervision of Chives, of course the reception looked perfect, she thought as they arrived, and she smiled as she slipped her hand into Victor’s arm and the full skirt of her dress swirled against both of their legs. Perfect, though perfect didn’t matter quite so much to her right now.

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She'd never speak it as well as even the weakest of her other languages - she'd started it late, after all - but she worked harder at it, really, than she'd ever worked at Italian or German. Someday she'd know it well, and someday their children would.

Her skirts danced around his legs as he swung her, and she smiled brightly at her new name before the expression softened a bit. "I'm glad," she said as she linked her arms around his neck. "You make me happier than I've ever really been, you know." They were words that would seem a little too sentimental on any other day, but not today.

"Then we'll be in agreement for years to come," he said as he spun her around and then pulled her back up to him. "And what do you think we should do next?" After all, they had a bit of a honeymoon coming their way. Or so, at least, he was told.

"Next?" She asked, raising an eyebrow as she met his eyes. Despite her conversation with Michael earlier - he hadn't been the only one to bring it up, only the most recent - a honeymoon wasn't much more than a vague daydream. It'd be nice, but she didn't expect it; she definitely didn't expect Victor to think of it, and she gave him a questioning look as she played with the hair at the nape of his neck. "What do you mean?"

"Honeymoon....family." Which meant children, really. He smirked as they slowly spun about before he leaned in and pressed his lips to her forehead. "Whatever the future might be."

Only a few months ago, the thought of motherhood was still enough to make her dizzy, Zoe thought, but things were changing, or she was growing up a bit more. She knew Victor, perhaps better than most did, and she knew he'd want a family. Children. She did too, really, and she smiled slowly.

"I like the idea of a family," she said, softly, and her eyes then sparked a bit. "And a honeymoon. But is there time right now?'

"We can wait for the honeymoon, but....I see no reason to wait for the other. Tonight, actually, would be a good time to start. If, of course, you were up to it." Which wasn't too much to ask, right? Though he was willing to wait if she wanted it.

"Something to think about, at least?"

There was no particular reason to wait, though, and she had no particular wish to do so. One of the advantages to having done things out of order, she thought. So to speak, at least. She smiled as she thought of a certain aspect of the trip to Venice, and the ivory confection she was wearing under her dress. "I think tonight would be a wonderful time to start," she murmured as she leaned in to kiss him. Softly, but a bit more deeply.

She hadn't taken a particular prescription in to be refilled, even if she'd had the script for some weeks. This was really why.

Zoe watched as Dillon made his way a bit drunkenly towards the dais and tipped her head. "I think my cousin's about to give us a timely distraction."

"Tonight, then." He said with a grin and returned her kiss. And then he spun her around with a smile on his face before pulling her up close to him as they danced.

At the mention of Dillon though, he merely raised a brow and looked out at the other man with a curious look. "My, my...so he is." This was going to be interesting.

He sang well, at least, Zoe thought. Objectively better than anyone in their family with the exception of...the uninvited guest from earlier.

Of course, then he started singing his song of choice, and she couldn't quite stifle a giggle as she pressed her head against Victor's shoulder.

After this, she thought, they could slip away.

[OTA] We Are Gathered Here | The Fox-Kattalakis Wedding

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