Chapter 284: Change in Perspective
Soon after the wedding ceremony ended, the chapel doors were thrown open and the joyous celebrants flooded out into the town. An even bigger crowd awaited us, welcoming Sorrin and Tana out with passionate cheers. The two smiled and laughed hand in hand, carried by the flow of people, their fingers laced together in an intimate hold.
The grassy field was wide and spacious, carpeted by soft grass and wildflowers. The morning chill had receded in part, lingering only in the gentle breeze that rustled the leaves of the ancient bows high overhead. Children laughed and played, caught up in the festivities, weaving around tables and through their parent’s legs.
The women of the town had been far from idle, using the length of the ceremony to prepare the tables with elaborate tablecloths. My eyes widened, shining with excitement, as I found our flower decorations spread around the clearing, forming beautiful centerpieces on the tables.
Korra rested a hand on my shoulder, smiling gently. "This is all thanks to you. Can you imagine how boring this would be if you hadn’t gathered all those flowers?"
I agreed with a shallow dip of my head, my cheeks turning pink. "R-really?"
"Of course. Now, what do you say we claim a table before they’re all gone? After surviving that priest, I could use a drink."
"He was pretty dry," I agreed, looking around until I found Rasce and Dyson sitting by themselves. "What about there?"
Minutes later, we gathered together, plates laden with roasted chicken, lightly toasted bread, and a wide assortment of vegetables I’d never learned the name of. Dyson sat with Bell, the rabbitkin from Eastfall Village, while Rasce took the seat next to them, facing Korra and me.
"Starlight, you sure you didn’t want more?" Dyson asked, glancing at my plate.
I looked down at what I had thought a generous helping, subtly comparing it to the others. The tantalizing scents had persuaded me to claim more than what I felt fair, yet seeing their portions heaped to overflowing made mine seem a slave’s portion. I looked up at Dyson, tilting my head. Would he really be able to eat that much?
"There’s always seconds," Korra said with a laugh, wasting no time shoveling a mouthful of chicken into her mouth. I stared at her with wide eyes. She’d taken even more than Dyson!