"It'd be nice to try and match their clothes, sort of like what I did with the kimonos and yukata I made for you and your fox family! I even made a little one for the baby you'll have with Ayane."

That sounded... adorable.

"You might have better luck talking to elves and the kitsune with that one." You answered. "I'll write to Aila about that if you want."

"You would? That'd be super!" Bertha smiled. "Thank you so much, Master~!"

And so you and Bertha went on a bit of a tangent, talking about things like elves being vegetarian and how that affects cooking, the type of decorations you'd like for the event and so on. Her inquiries about wedding traditions and recipes from your old world were proof that she also wanted to make things special for you.

"-I was thinking of making some floral patterns for some curtains, maybe make them a little see-through for the light to come in?" Bertha said. "Sort of like a veil. Speaking of that, if Aila still has her wedding dress then I could ask what material its made out of, right? I mean, if it's the same dress she wore when we met her at her inn room, then-"

Your goddess, deep in thought, began to stir. After some minutes of silently staring at you, she mustered enough confidence to put her thoughts into words.

"Master." Herta interrupts Bertha. The gaze she held at you eyes had an indescribable intensity. "Let's get married."

"But we're already married." You reminded her with a grin. "Or are you taking me for a fool?"

"Ah, um, I'm talking about-" Herta stumbled on her words.

"Spit it out already." You act impatient. Your harshness energized her enough continue.

"I also want to have a wedding with you." She declared.

"Oh?" You were intrigued. "I didn't think you were the type."

"I didn't want to trouble Master with such a demanding, greedy and selfish wish from a pathetic slave like me." She continued, a spark lighting in her eyes. "But we've both taken so many of each other's first times, Master. I want our wedding to be another first for us."

"And you don't think you're being demanding by saying all this?" You teased.

"I'm your first slave-wife." She said with a surprisingly amount of boldness. "And your crowning jewel."

That was what you'd described her as the night you broke the bed with her.

"What, you want a wedding right now?" You said, feeling amused as her face suddenly flushed red.

"It d-doesn't have to be today!" She shyly looked away and fidgeted "I just want to have the honor of being the first slave-bride you have."

It was rare to see Herta so demure.

>"Bertha, can you make a wedding dress to fit Herta?" You'll make your cute goddess happy before the week is over.
>"Maybe." You'll tease her about it. There's probably gonna be some opportunity to have it with her before Aila, anyway.
>"Don't be so haughty, Herta." You didn't want to complicate things, and this sounded like it was gonna take a bite out of your time. You'd have to make it up to her somehow.
>(Write-in).