"The Lord has willed for these two to form a union, in mind and body, but above all, in the soul. The lord asks not for tributes, but only that the man and the woman never forget their roots.
"Ursala and Willfard, from this day on, you shall be the backbone of one another. When one falls, the other must lift them. In the eyes of the holy light and law—I pronounce you as one united soul."
"May the holy light enlighten your paths and brighten your lives. May you bring forth many little sparks of lights—Amen!"
There were claps all around the big hall of the castle. But the groom appeared to lack all smiles. He was just moving around with a plain face, stiffly. But, there was another man sadder than the groom. There was a certain squire on the side, brooding over the fact that he probably can't scam his liege anymore.
