Biltmore Estate Ballroom, 1907
As the grand chandelier cast a warm glow over the elegantly dressed guests, Gevherriz turned to Lyanna, her eyes sparkling with memories. "You know," she began, her voice soft yet filled with excitement, "it was at a ball just like this one where I first met my husband."
Lyanna leaned in, intrigued. "Really? Tell me everything!"
Gevherriz smiled, reminiscing about that magical evening. "It was a chilly winter night, and the ballroom was alive with music and laughter. I was wearing a deep emerald gown that my mother had chosen for me. I felt radiant, but I had no idea how much my life was about to change."
"As I stood there, I noticed a gentleman across the room. He was tall, with dark hair and a charming smile that lit up his face. I later learned his name was Luthor Tyrell."
Lyanna asked Gevherriz what happened next.
"Well," Gevherriz began, his eyes drifting back to that winter night, "the moment I spotted Luthor, it was as if the entire world faded away. The music swelled, and for a brief moment, we locked eyes. I felt an undeniable pull, a connection that I couldn't quite explain."
Lyanna leaned in, captivated. "What did he do?"
"He made his way toward me, weaving through the crowd with an ease that only someone confident could possess. When he reached me, he bowed slightly, his charming smile growing wider. 'May I have this dance?' he asked, his voice smooth and inviting."
"And you said yes?" Lyanna's voice prompted excitement.
"Of course," Gevherriz chuckled softly. "How could I refuse? As we danced, I could feel the warmth of his hand on my waist, and the world around us vanished completely.
Lyanna looked at Gevherriz with amazement. "Wow, that is incredible. Then what happened?"
Gevherriz's eyes sparkled as he recalled the moment. "We twirled and spun under the stars, lost in our own little universe, until the music faded and the night began to slip away. As the final notes lingered in the air, he leaned down and whispered something sweet in my ear, making my heart race. In that fleeting moment, time felt infinite, and I knew I would cherish that night forever."
Lyanna looked at Gevherriz with amazement. "Wow, that's incredible. When did Luthor tell you that he was in love with you?"
Gevherriz smiled softly, her cheeks tinged with pink. "It was right then, in that magical moment, but it took me a while to admit it back to him."
Lyanna looked at Gevherriz with a curious expression. "How long did it take you to say, 'I love you' back to him?"
Gevherriz hesitated for a moment, recalling the whirlwind of emotions she felt. "It took me nearly a week to gather the courage," she confessed, her eyes sparkling with nostalgia. "I wanted to be certain it was real and not just a fleeting moment."
Lyanna nodded in understanding of what Gevherriz just said. "It must have been tough," she replied thoughtfully. "Waiting so long can feel like an eternity when it comes to matters of the heart."
Gevherriz smiled softly, appreciating Lyanna's empathy. "Exactly. I would rather not say it unless I truly meant it," she explained. "Love deserves to be expressed with sincerity."
Lyanna took a moment before asking, "Agree?" "So, how did Luthor propose to you?"
Gevherriz's eyes sparkled at the memory, and she leaned in slightly, eager to share the story. "It was a beautiful evening," she began, her voice filled with warmth. "He took me to our favorite spot by the lake, where the stars seemed to dance above us."
Lyanna listened intently, her curiosity aroused. "That sounds magical," she said, encouraging Gevherriz to continue.
Gevherriz smiled, reminiscing about the moment. "With the most genuine look in his eyes, he went down on one knee and told me how much I meant to him." Then he asked me to be his forever."
Lyanna's expression softened, and she couldn't help but smile. "That's such a beautiful proposal. It sounds like he truly understands the depth of your love."
Gevherriz nodded, her heart filled with happiness. "He truly does. That's for sure."
Lyanna looked at Gevherriz with a curious expression. "What kind of wedding dress did you wear, Gevherriz?"
Gevherriz's eyes sparkled as she continued, "And the wedding dress I wore that day was nothing short of a dream. It was a delicate ivory gown, adorned with intricate lace that hugged my figure perfectly. The flowing skirt cascaded to the floor, and each step I took felt like gliding on air."
Lyanna leaned in, captivated. "What about the details? Did you have a veil?"
"Yes!" she exclaimed, her excitement evident. "I wore a long, sheer veil that trailed behind me, embroidered with tiny pearls. It added a touch of elegance and made me feel like a princess. I remember looking in the mirror and thinking that this was the moment I had always dreamed of."
Lyanna's smile widened. "It sounds absolutely stunning! I can only imagine how radiant you must have looked."
Gevherriz chuckled softly, "I felt radiant, especially when he saw me for the first time. The expression on his face was unforgettable. I will never forget that big smile on his face."
Lyanna looked at Gevherriz with a curious expression. "What was your actual wedding like?"
Gevherriz's eyes sparkled as she reminisced. "It was an intimate gathering, surrounded by our closest friends and family, with the scent of blooming flowers in the air and soft music playing in the background."
Lyanna looked at Gevherriz with a curious expression. "That's incredible. What was your wedding reception like?"
Gevherriz smiled at the memory. "The reception was filled with laughter and joy, as we danced the night away under twinkling fairy lights, celebrating love and friendship with every beat of the music."
Lyanna looked at Gevherriz with an awestruck expression. "That sounds beautiful. Where did you go for your honeymoon?"
Gevherriz's smile widened at the memory. "We traveled to a secluded beach mansion, where the sunsets painted the sky with hues of orange and pink, and we spent our days exploring hidden coves and enjoying candlelit dinners by the ocean."
Lyanna looked at Gevherriz with a sincere expression. "That's wonderful."
Gevherriz gives a sincere look. "Thank you."