The footmen grabbed the brass handles and pulled the heavy doors completely wide open.
A massive rush of bright, warm sunlight flooded the entryway.
As soon as the doors opened, a loud, overwhelming roar of happy cheers erupted from the outside. The hundreds of guests had already exited the church through the side doors and were gathered thickly on the stone steps and the cobblestone street.
Rowan and Delaney stepped out into the bright daylight.
Instantly, a beautiful, colorful shower of soft flower petals rained down upon them.
The guests were laughing and cheering boisterously. They threw handfuls of bright pink, dark red, and pure white rose petals high into the air. The delicate petals fluttered down like sweet, highly fragrant snow. They landed on Rowan's coat and caught beautifully in the folds of Delaney's ivory silk dress.
The sweet, rich smell of the crushed roses filled the air completely.
