Diana perhaps never imagined herself in such a sweet situation. Yes, she has known countless lovers and companions throughout her long life, some of whom marked her life more than others. However, joining and swearing love as she did with her beloved never crossed her mind. But there she was, in her marital chambers in Themiscyra, feeling the first sunrise of the day caressing her skin like soft kisses after such an important day in her life.

The day she married with the love of her life.

Everything was too perfect. Her mother let her have her wedding in her homeland. Their friends assisted and behaved perfectly. She wore a precious white dress that mixted both Men's world and her traditional clothing in the perfect thing to wore in a wedding day, and for Hera's, her partner. They were so beautiful when they walked to the aisle to be with her, to swear their eternal love to her in front of everyone. She did cry a tiny bit, but she did. How could shen't? Diana dreamed about this since her lover proposed to her to marry them. And finally, she had it.

They cut the beautiful wedding cake and danced together in the first dance of the night. It was funny, it was romantic, it was perfect.

Her arms tangled around her lover's waist, pressing soft kisses on their cheek to wake them up. "I love you... So much." She whispered, chuckling when they opened their eyes. God Diana felt so lucky, so happy. This was a dream for her. She didn't want to get up. She just wanted to enjoy this morning forever.

"Let's stay in bed," She insisted, avoiding them to get up. "I want to worship you again." A giggle slipped from her lips. God, she was clingy. But none of them would complain.