"My nightmares are usually about losing you. I'm okay once I realize you're here." -Peeta Mellark, The Hunger Games.
It was a month after the dragon festival that Ambrose's and Fleur's wedding took place.
Amaya was helping Fleur get ready when she noticed the young demon's hands shaking and her pale skin. Looking to the makeup artist and dress designer she told them to leave her with Fleur for a moment. When they were gone, she gently pushed her friend down into a chair and handed her a glass of champagne. "What's wrong? Cold feet?"
Fleur tittered nervously, "I'm sorry it's just nerve-wracking. And then after we have to..." Fleur flushed making Amaya smile at her in understanding, "Fleur, you don't HAVE to do anything. And I can assure you Ambrose would feel no different about you."
