Vega
The fire crackled in front of us in the massive fireplace. Carved dragons looked upon us as we chatted. This was supposed to be a happy moment. I looked towards the flames that Heated the room, pulling the dampness from the air.
I loved the scent of the burning wood mixing with the wine that Izar had poured for us. Taking a sip from the goblet, I looked down at my lap. Looking at the album filled with announcements and invitations.
“I like this one.” I said, pointing to the engagement announcement with the silver border. The card stock was thick, moving my fingers over the swirling letters. I could just imagine how our names would look. It spoke of having money, yet still being a simple design.
“This one.” Izar said, as he held a book open on his crossed legs. His dark hair pushed
