"Dear heavens, am I really going to marry them?" Taranis gasped, holding his brother's sleeves for support, his knuckles white against the magenta fabric. The moment seemed too good to be true, a dream he was afraid to wake from. "B-bro, I think I have a crush on them."
Taranis did not know that the mic was on. His words carried through the garden, amplified by the speakers, reaching all the way to Nymeria and Ume, causing the two girls to instantly blush beneath their veils, their cheeks warming with a delicate rose hue.
"My dear brother, you will be marrying them in a few minutes," Aryan laughed through the mic, causing another wave of chuckles through the guests.
