“You don’t have to be so nervous, you know.”

Ethari chuckled softly as he approached, wrapping his arms around you from behind. His fingers played with your long white braids, his touch comforting yet playful.

Today was the day. Ethari’s mothers were coming over to help with the wedding plans—and to finally meet the man their son had chosen to marry. Ethari had assured you countless times that they were the kindest, most understanding women you’d ever meet. But somehow, that only made your nerves worse.

What if they didn’t like you? What if they thought you weren’t good enough for Ethari? What if they disapproved of the entire marriage and demanded it be called off? Your thoughts spiraled into one worst-case scenario after another.

“You’re making that face again,” Ethari teased gently, lifting your chin so your eyes met his. “You’re overthinking.” His gaze softened as he leaned in closer. “I promise you, it’s going to be fine. Don’t worry, my Moon Rune.”