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"So, what do you think?" Asuna asked after turning around, fast enough to make the skirt of her dress flutter. "Do I look like a princess, or what?"
The prince just stood there, eyes wide and mouth agape. She was so beautiful in every piece of clothing she had. She could even have worn a potato sack and still looked beautiful.
And now, in this wonderful red dress, complimenting her figure and with her long silky hair down...
"Wait, let me guess..." The woman cleared her throat and continued in a deeper voice, imitating his as good as she was able to: "But Asuna, you always looked like a princess to me!"
He blinked at her, blushing and still unable to answer her. Now she tilted her head confused and slowly approached him.
"Everything alright with you, Kirito?" she asked concerned and gently stroked over his cheek with her left hand.
Whatever it was that stopped him from talking... It melted away from the touch of her petite hand and a certain small piece of metal on her ring finger.
"I'm just thinking about... well, something different to say..." he mumbled and smiled.
Asuna just had to giggle at her adorable - and predictable - dork and smiled back at him. "If that's all..."
"Yes, that's all..."
She moved a bit closer to him. He embraced her immediately and she returned his gesture, blissfully humming.
Every time the two held each other, time seemed to come to a halt. It could be seconds, minutes, hours, they were standing there like this, they just couldn't say.
They have only been married for about 24 hours and will hopefully be married for the rest of their lives. And sure, one or two stumbling blocks during the marriage are to be expected. But they wished that this feeling deep within their hearts would never ever change.
She raised her head up from his chest and their smiles met in a lovely kiss, yet again forgetting the passage of time...
Until they heard a knock on the door and were brought back to reality.
"My prince, my princess," said a well known male voice from outside, "your parents are awaiting you. Are you ready?"
The newlyweds grumbled quietly and loosened their hug.
"Yes, we are." Kirito answered in a clearly disappointed tone.
Asuna tapped him on his shoulder and sighed, completely understanding his mood. Then he unlocked the door and saw his two guards standing in the hallway.
"We hope we didn't disturb anything-" Big began, but was immediately not so gently stopped by a punch on his shoulder.
"Don't ask them such an intimate question! Why do you think we were explicitly told not to stand guard during the night?!" Drewbert scolded him.
"M-my sincerest apologies!" He bowed down to hide his embarrassment.
"Anyway... we shall go now..." the prince said and offered his arm to his wife, which she gladly accepted.
The guards nodded and led the royal couple down to the dining room, where their parents and in-laws were already waiting.