The Vow

The more time Mircea spent in the gown the more her skin was swelling underneath-or it was what Mircea thought was happening. The gown seemed to be getting tighter every moment she sat there in her throne-next to Frey who appeared like he would be anywhere in the world than sit next to her and attend the ceremony. Or get engaged to her. 

Ceremony had just started, and rituals of both-human and werewolf sides were being performed. First there had been some wrestling between the werewolves, needless to say in their human form. 

Then to celebrate the alliance of two families instead of the kingdoms, everyone from Mircea's kingdom brought little gifts for their next king and gave their blessings to the couple. Este and King Kirill seemed to be thrilled by the ritual whilst Ifor was bored to death. It was then Mircea had noted his presence, she had almost forgotten he existed.