I leaned to the side as Varity began, bent and kissed the top of Galleytrot's head. The giant black hound sighed, red fire in his eyes dying as he sank to his haunches, tongue lolling out in a happy doggy smile.

Happy wedding day, he sent.

Thank you, I answered, calm at last, stomach settling into quiet. I worried you didn't want us to go through with it.

I just wanted to be sure you wouldn't hurt him, the big hound's mind rumbled like a thunderstorm in the ...