... I don't wish to chose them over you or our home. [ Her gaze falls as her countenance changes: shoulders curl up as does her tail curl around her while the ears flatten to her head. ] I'm far from a wife or even the sort of partner you deserve. I'm... I feel as if I'm forced to be a shadow of one. These damn wars, the constant calls of the Scions, the threat of summoning, the Empire...

[ She closes her eyes as her hands squeeze his. ]

I only wish to travel and heal. I wish to be home and live a life outside of what the Echo and Blessing of Light make me have. I want the same for Thisru too.

[ A moment passes before she sighs. The frustration has to point. Things will hardly change. ]

One can't invite some of the Scions and not all. Alisaie deserves to be there as well. [ Alkaid frowns with a tired look in her eyes. ] They and House Foretemps would be all that I would invite--my sister will obviously have a place at my side. Estinien must be there as well; if we could but find him.

But, due to our status, we would need invite the Eorzean Alliance heads-of-state, would we not? Even the Doman ones... [ She bites down on her lip at the realization that her wedding may never be small. ] What of you? Who would you have at our ceremony?