The outdoor venue was packed with people.
In the front row sat Penelope’s parents and her brother’s family, while on the dais stood a priest dressed in pristine white ceremonial robes.
Penelope's brother, Abe, muttered, "I thought Penelope would never get married."
"Tower Master Ahwin is utterly smitten with your sister, you know?" his wife replied.
"How does that even make sense?"
"It must make sense, or we wouldn’t be here, would we?"
"Ahem!"
