"Should anyone present know of any reason why this couple should not be joined in holy matrimony? Speak now or forever and hold your peace." The priest on the altar directing the wedding ceremony spoke these words.
And both the woman with crimson locks held in a bun and the pale gold-haired man wearing spectacles looked around with smiles on their faces, towards the guests, while jesting words that made the crowd on the white benches chuckled with mirth.
A joyous atmosphere spread along with laughter.
Magnus would not mind this scene at all, but that crimson-haired woman, currently donning a white bodice lace gown with lace trimming at the bottom hem, was also joyfully smiling along and even encircled her left arm around the man's arm and whispering something in the man's ear.