Well, here they were. And it was time. Most of the wedding guests had already quieted down to respectful, anticipatory silence, but Frederick clapped his hands a few times anyway for the benefit of those who hadn't paid attention.

Besides, it was always good to provide an easy-to-follow signal.

He stretched out his arms wide and smiled widely at the two young people in front of him. "Welcome," his sonorous bass voice intoned, audible to everyone, "to the wedding of Brody Summers and Torin Kane." He inclined his head in the direction of each half of the nervous-looking couple.