Gwendy's Final Task Novels & Stories

"Honey, I don't have to follow every rigid rule anymore. At a wedding, the groom should stay with the bride, not entertain the guests." He covered my eyes from behind and guided me. "Look. You wrote on your blog that you wanted to ride in a hot air balloon and see a lavender field." Before me, a hot air balloon printed with a huge wedding photo sat quietly in the middle of the field. Ethan held my hand as we walked into the lavender field. For a moment, I could not tell whether it was the scent of the flowers or something else that was making me dizzy. "My queen," Ethan knelt on one knee like a gentleman and held my hand, offering his thigh as a step so I could climb into the basket.