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Fire…
It reminded him of her.
Flames are her might, her strength, her magic.
He loved it because it was a part of her and everything she did.
When her magic surrounds her, those balls of fire illuminate her fur. They dance around her as if alive with her power in a grand light show celebrating their creator.
Her personality was an inner flame that burned strong with her life energy. That fire would reflect out into the flames she summoned, indicating her mental and emotional health. By being near the fireplace, he knows if she is happy, sad, angry, lonely, or however she may feel. It is reflected in the appearance of the flames, the way they move, the light they provide, and the warmth they give. Even when she tried to hide it, her inner fire would not allow the lie. It shared her emotions for those around her in the warmth the magic radiated.
Even her food had the love she has for those she cooked and baked for, imbued into every bite by the fire magic used. When she dried him off after Frisk had dragged him into fighting in the mud on a rainy day, it was her fire magic she used. It was warm with love but tingled with playful annoyance at his childish behavior. And during a date, after watching the stars above, she used her beautiful magic to illuminate their way back to the house. Those balls of flame that showed the way were like stars brought to earth.
So, was it any wonder that as he stood there, waiting at the end of the aisle, his soul skipped and stuttered seeing her in that white gown and vale, surrounded by her fire? Several of those balls of flame traveled ahead of her and encircled him, orbiting him as the planets do the Sun. For once, his soul felt warm looking at her as if this moment had stoked the embers of his own inner flame to life.
She is more than beautiful, more than elegant, more than wonderful.
He loves her… and he can feel from her magic that she loves him. As the ceremony began, his magic formed tendrils to dance and intertwined with hers. It created a bond between them, one that would not break. Something stronger than titles or certificates.
And now…
As the magic dies down and the ceremony comes to a close…
They are married…