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Chapter 4
Tony and Cerdic kissed to seal their vows before turning to face the multitudes, their ribbon-bound hands raised, signaling the end of the Handfasting ceremony. The multitudes were the reason it had taken much longer than Tony had wanted for him and Cerdic to be wed. It seemed that they couldn’t have a nice private ceremony, the way Tony’s brother, Daniel, and Seneschal Randel’s daughter, Elvina, had. Because he was the king, Cerdic felt it was incumbent on him to invite all the citizens of the Isle of Felhone. That meant they had to plan everything down to the minutest details, from where to hold the wedding, as the castle certainly didn’t have room enough to accommodate the masses, to making arrangements for the more private wedding feast, to where to house the most prominent elves duri
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