![]() Gerald was tall, blond and handsome, and a complete bloody disaster no matter what he did, and everyone knew it but him. The Family had been trying to find a place for him all his life, with absolutely no success. Too dumb to be entrusted with the important stuff, but too senior to be just ignored. Gerald, on the other hand, was the Family mistake. "This is a wedding, after all, not the dentist's." "Do try and at least look cheerful," said William to young Robert. Especially since William and Gerald kept explaining it to him. ![]() But he was old enough to understand politics and know his duty. ![]() One moment the Shrecks were a deadly enemy to be fought on every occasion, and now here he was marrying one. He was still trying to get used to how much his world had changed. He was average height, as fighting fit as years of military training could make him, and at seventeen old enough to marry, but not old enough to object to the marriage. "Gerald," said William, "go get Robert a drink." "And then you can settle down to getting to know your bride," said Gerald. "Then go and get yourself a bloody drink, and don't come back till you've drunk it" Sometimes I think we're getting a little too inbred. You'd be surprised how many people forget that. Remember you have to lift the veil first, though. ![]() Just say the words, kiss the bride, and it'll be all over before you know it. "You've been through the rehearsals," said William reassuringly. ![]()
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