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Elena stands at the altar in a peach and gold dress, a delicate veil of satin covering her face. She smiles as she sees Kama enter the temple.
Elena ties off the streamer at the first pew. "Yes, Mother."
"No, Mother," Elena says. "But it is my day."
Elena sighs as she drags the gold streamers along the pews in the temple. "Don't you think that you and Auntie should have done this earlier?"
Elena heads upstairs to wash her face before getting ready for the wedding.
"We better get ourselves put together, Elena says, giving Kama a quick kiss.
"I think I am too, but I am also very nervous," Elena says, smiling at Kama. "I just hope it all goes smoothly."
Elena chuckles. "That was meant for Kama, but I appreciate your support."
Elena lets out a nervous sigh. "Are you ready?"
Elena nibbles on a piece of cheese and sips her tea. "I just hope this concoction lasts for a good while."
Elena shakes her head. "She's always so full of energy."
Elena takes out the stopper and takes a swig of the potion. "Well...it doesn't taste awful."
She finishes off the contents of the vial and lets out a sigh. "Oh, that does seem to be helping."
"That sounds fine," Elena says. "I think that'll keep me going until the reception."
While waiting for Kama to answer, she looks up at Rajni. "I don't know...I'm not sure what will settle well on my stomach today. Ooh, I hope I'm feeling better in time for the reception."
Elena smirks. "I don't regret it. It's just a little uncomfortable."
Elena takes the vial and looks at it. "What is it?"
"I do too," Elena says. She smirks. "So, let this be a lesson to you, Rajni: Don't get pregnant before your wedding. Feeling this sick is not fun."
Elena nods. "So, what did you get, beloved?"
"Oh, good," Elena says with a sigh. "I hope those things work."
Elena shuffles into the kitchen, looking miserable. "I thought I heard you two."
She gives a weak smile to Rajni and Kama.
Elena shuffles back to the bedroom to hopefully nap away some of the nausea.
Elena sighs. "I don't want you to fret over me, love, but, if it would make you feel better, go ahead and get Konstantyná. I'll be alright for a little while."
Elena looks to Kama. She didn't want Rajni troubling herself over something that would pass...eventually.
Elena opens the door to the bathroom, her face flushed. "Maybe...a little..."
Elena merely groans.
"I don't know how beautiful I feel right now," Elena whimpers miserably.
"It just had to be today..."
Elena leans over the toilet, retching as Kama walks in.
Wheel of Maternity: 1d8 ⇒ 1
Elena awakens with a violently ill feeling. She bolts upright in the bed and sees Kama awake. "I'm sorry..."
She hops off the bed and runs to the bathroom.
Elena smiles at Rajni as she and Kama head to the kitchen door. "We will see you later."
Elena takes Kama's hand. "We should see if Mother and Auntie Priya need us for anything before the big day."
"That's sweet of you," Elena remarks with a smile.
Elena looks up as Rajni walks into the kitchen. "Everything alright?"
"As long as she's okay," Elena says. "I'll leave her to it."
"I don't know," Elena says to her littlest sister.
"It really doesn't seem like she does."
Elena shakes her head and chuckles.
"Okay," Elena says.
"You're not getting involved in something...long-term, are you?" Elena asks, a bit concerned.
Elena shrugs and eats her sandwich.
"Both," Elena says. "I think it's possible to be both."
"Sure," Elena says. "Thank you."
"After all that sleep, I feel great!" Elena exclaims. "I am a little hungry though, but I can wait for Mother or Auntie Priya. I don't want you to feel like you have to take care of me."
Wheel of Maternity: 1d8 ⇒ 8; Woo! Free day!
Elena walks into the kitchen with Kama. "Good afternoon, Rajni."
"Okay, we'll see you tomorrow," Elena responds. "Have a good day at work."
"No, silly," Elena says. "It's the day after tomorrow. The ink needs time to dry completely, but it'll set in a few hours."
Elena kisses Rajni's forehead. "Okay. We have to let this ink set before we can sleep."
Elena smiles. "A lot can happen in eight months. We'll see, okay?"
"I'm sorry for getting so upset about it," Elena says.
Elena smiles and nods. "We love you all the time."
"It's difficult to get along sometimes, but it's not difficult to love you," Elena says. "You have a wonderful heart, even though it's been battered and bruised before."