Anne was listening to Emily and Horatia share various wedding stories to amuse her.
“Godric was so nervous he told me he ruined three neck cloths on the way to the church. His valet almost wept.” Emily shot a glance in her husband’s direction and blushed when she saw him gazing back. Godric’s face was a picture of love and devotion and it warmed her deep inside to see it.
“Lucien had to endure an hour-long lecture from his mother before she would even let him go into the church. Apparently she had wanted her firstborn child’s marriage to be normal. Instead, he was marrying me within a week of nearly dying from a duel. She was most upset she couldn’t have a normal wedding ceremony. When Lucien finally got inside, Charles told me that Lucien was ready to fall on his knees and beg my eterna
