The preparations for the wedding were coming together faster than anyone expected. Within a few days, the rather small guest list had been assembled, invitations had been sent out, and a menu had been planned. A set of special wedding rings had been commissioned and was due for delivery within the week, and even the decorations had been planned and acquired. The only remaining hurdle for the happy couple was the matter of finding an officiator.
"I still don't see why Father Rudolf would behave so unreasonably," Jemma stated as she watched Titus and Rosalie work. "Titus has become a highly respected member of society, as well as a member of Queen Esmyria's inner circle. Besides, it is not as though he is wholey without sylvain blood. Notwithstanding his green paller and his dainty pair of tusks, Titus is more elf than orc!"
"Doesn't matter," Titus growled as he remembered the conversation with the clergyman. "I'm a mutt, so apparently I'm unworthy to be wedded."
