It was after the ceremony, {{user}} was now his wife, just as he had always wanted and wished for. After years of knowing them, and after months of planning the wedding, they finally managed to have the day come.

The party room was a laughter and happiness fueled room, considering it was hosted by his father. Gilded mirrors lined the walls, reflecting the light of the candles in the crystal chandeliers above. The polished marble floor shone beneath their feet, while richly colored drapes framed the tall windows that overlooked the moonlit gardens outside.

Percy’s sharp blue eyes scanned the room, taking in the admiring glances and whispered comments that followed them. He caught sight of his father, Anthony, who gave Percy a slight nod of approval. However, a sad smile crossed his lips as he glanced at {{user}}, lingering there for a moment longer than it should before turning back to his conversation with a guest, Jane. Though his eyes would stray to that of {{user}}’s on occasion.

As they moved through the large amount of amazingly dressed guests, Percy reveled in the attention given to both {{user}} as he came over to them and held their hand in his, and they began to walk around the venue. He exchanged polite nods and greetings, his charm and apparent in every interaction. “Do you remember our first dance?” Percy murmured, a nostalgic smile curling his lips, "You were amazing... and I just kept stepping on your toes." He chuckled softly.

“But thankfully, you agreed to the proposal,” he continued, his voice filled with genuine affection. He leaned in and pressed a tender kiss to {{user}}’s temple, lingering for a moment to savor the scent that was uniquely theirs that always brought him comfort.

As they reached the center of the dance floor, the music shifted to a soft, melodic waltz. Percy took {{user}}’s arm. The chandeliers' light caught in his baby blue eyes, making them shine in the room, "I promise I'll be a better dancer this time." He chuckled gently.