Their wedding was coming up soon and Timothy had to admit that he was a little nervous. It was not like he had ever married anyone before. He was confident in his choice of bride though he did feel somewhat guilty and a little like he was tricking her. He could only comfort himself in that he had never made it seem like his intentions towards her were for a full on romantic, passionate sort of love. The fact she did not seem the sort to lose her head entirely to emotions was a plus as well.

Timothy was enjoying the ambience of people celebrating the upcoming new year. Soon enough, he came to be in the company of his fiancee and they had procured cups of cocoa for themselves. A pleasant warmth against the winter nip in the air. "Of course," he agreed easily enough when she requested a walk about the lake.