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Marcus & Didyme (Twilight Saga Volturi FanFic)
For sometime there was no real need for his intervention. Edward and Bella were not mentioned and he slipped into his usual habit of sitting in on meetings with his brother only half listening to what they said and giving input only when they insisted on it, which was rarely ever.
He sat there, letting his mind wander as it usually did to the days when his wife had been alive.
When Edward and Bella finally were mentioned it was only at Caius’ insistence that they needed to follow up on whether or not the terms of their release had been completed. Aro ignored these reminders at first, saying that there was time, but as Caius continued to bring it up he seemed to be closer to agreeing.
Marcus was certain that the next time that Caius brought up the couple that Aro was going to agree that someone should go check on them, and if it so happened that the girl had not been changed there would be consequences. He was already thinking on how he would intervene in order to stop this from happening when an unexpected correspondence arrived negating the fact that he needed to get involved just yet.
The engraved invitation arrived some days after the actually wedding took place, but it seemed that Edward and Bella had decided to have a mortal ceremony to tie themselves to one another. How strange. He had never had an actual wedding ceremony with his own wife, but things had been different then and some cultures merely required that a man and woman live together for them to be considered man and wife.
Didyme had never doubted his commitment to her and he in turn had never doubted what she felt for him or what their relationship was.
Had she wanted such a ceremony? How strange that in all their centuries together he had never thought to ask.
As his brothers discussed what the significance behind the invitation since it had come after the fact and they were obviously not true invitees, he let his mind wander again. He had a sudden image in his mind of his wife in a modern day white satin gown with a veil resting over her flaming red locks.


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