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Neither of them had much by way of family, so Leliana had brought their friends onto the show. The question of wedding guests had always been simple. Maya’s brother Madoc would attend, and their friends. Few in number, but true. When she had decided to go on the show, she had known she would bring her closest friends with her. She had fantasised about going on the show for a long time, and Maya’s agreement had made her so happy.
Morrigan, though she was little help. It wasn’t that she didn’t have opinions on dresses, but they were very different to Leliana’s own. Alistair, uncertain but a welcomingly steady, calm presence. Wynne, who had a surprising amount of advice to offer, and whose presence made Maya relax, a little. Zevran, cracking jokes which set her at ease. She was glad for her friends, and the support they offered to her and Maya.
The wedding was always going to be a little complicated to arrange, and more than a little unusual, them being who they were. But she loved Maya. She wanted to spend the rest of her life by her side, hand in hand. Love had given her courage. The path had been a hard one, but they had reached this waypoint. Marriage. The wedding of her dreams, and the woman she loved. Going onto the show that she had spent so much time watching. The future, for once, was bright.