Angel is holding his Bean in his arms. As he's looking at Lancelot helping Catalina into a 110- year old, open-air white and gold Landau carriage. He smiles looking at Catalina. "my little girl is all grown. It just hit me she's not my little Lina anymore" Karen lays her head on his arm. " She's always gotta be your little Lina."
Catalina looks at Angel, smiles, and mouths. "I love you, my Angel"
He smiles and mouths "I love you too, Lina" Angel wipes a few tears off his cheeks.
The carriage starts its procession to Forteresse du Marlimar Palace. Accompanying them in the procession are thousands of marching soldiers, military bands, and mounted regiments.
Lancelot takes her hands in one hand as they're waving at the crowd. "My beautiful flower. We did it. It's official we're husba
