Rose
After the ceremony, our guests gathered into the dining room. The doors to the patio and the gardens had been opened to make more room. Maurice had organized a feast for the human guests, and a traditional tiered wedding cake was set up in the middle of the room. The long formal dining table had been removed, and musicians had set up in the corner. I stumbled to a stop when I recognized the two famous cellists. “Matthias, how on earth did you…?”
“My dearest wife, you are married to a king now. It has its advantages.”
He held out his hand, “Dance with me?”
“Ugh… I don’t really know…” We hadn’t discussed this, or planned this part out.
He nodded to the muscians, who grinned and saluted Matthias with their bows before they set themselves behind their instruments, and began to
