Redamancy for somepartsbroken

 It snowed the night of their wedding.

Gentle flakes passed frosted glass windows glowing in candlelight. The hem of her dress dragged heavily through the thinly coated grass when she burst from a side-door of the brightly lit plantation, laughter on her lips and bridegroom nipping at her heels. Her hair cascaded down in gentle waves to frame her face as it fell from its loosely held bun and she lost a shoe as she dived behind a small grove of trees and started to climb.

"Come now, surely you can go faster than that!" Grace called down from her perch. "Or are you too old to be chasing after innocent women in this weather?"

Dorian stopped at the base of the tree and rubbed at his chin. "I don’t see any innocent women about, my love."

Grace grinned and kicked snow from the branch into his pale face. "And I don't see how this is my fault."

"Mayhaps I can remind you."

"You must catch me first."

Dorian's eyes sparked and he gave the tree a hard shake that sent Grace toppling into his arms with a startled yelp. "Indeed, my dearest?" he said with a playful smirk. "I think you'll find I already have."