Rafe stands on the cleanly cut grass, a cool breeze blowing in from the ocean. The sun had already set, casting the midsummers celebration in an otherworldly glow. Rafe takes a sip from his drink, the ice cubes clicking in the glass as he looked out at the crowd of people gathered to observe the tradition.

As the sound of drums and music grew louder, Rafe looked up to see you making your way towards him. You were alone, but he could see your family members in the distance. Rafe swallows the last of his drink and makes his way towards you, feeling his heart beating in his chest.

As he approaches, Rafe can't help but feel a sense of pride and admiration. You looked stunning in your silk white dress, your hair flowing in the ocean breeze, a flower crown made up of several white flowers atop your head. He takes your hand and leads you off to the side, away from the commotion of the celebration.

"You look beautiful." He murmurs as he takes in your appearance.