The Runaway Groom

"Come on, it's just a suit," Zachary said, putting his elbow on James's shoulder. "And what's more important, me or the suit?"

James replied, "The suit, of course."

Speechless, Zachary started to turn and leave.

James promptly caught him. “I'm just kidding. Why so serious?" Zachary snorted. "It's understandable if you told me that your bride's more important, but your clothes too?! It's over. We're done.”

James chuckled. "Why are you being so petty?"

"You're petty.” Zachary shot James a look.

The pair continued their banter, but they were self-aware enough to quickly stop talking once they arrived at the crowded hall and even flashed a genial smile.

Their ability to change their expressions was certainly instantaneous. And being the protagonist of the day, James did draw considerable attention.

Mick had made plenty of friends at Minerva over the years. Many of them were attending James and Erin's wedding, and Mick was eagerly introducing James to everyone.

Though the ceremony was planned by a professional wedding planner, it has not started yet since they intended to maintain a schedule that stuck strictly to the time, per Zidonian tradition. Weddings in Minerva were naturally simpler and did not involve complex rituals.

James and Erin were Zidonian—being wed here did not

everyone for taking time from your busy schedules to attend Mr. Cross and

priest's voice was rich and booming as

the priest continued, "And

at that, and Tommy excitedly tugged at Irene’s hand while pointing at it. "Mommy, is Aunt Erin coming in from

Irene replied, and the doors swung

lady akin to Snow White appeared before everyone. With her delicate appearance, slim figure, and elaborate makeup, she was

is

nodded in

the train of bridal gown swaying

handed her hand to James, not forgetting to say, "I'm entrusting Erin to

nodded. “I

smiled—he would not have entrusted Erin to James if

that, the priest announced it was the time for speech. "Do you have a speech

Jame turned toward Erin.