Her arms were around him as soon as the door opened and Eve was not sure when she would be willing to let him go.  She was still shocked her was here at all, but she could tell he was all about his oath.  She was all ready to walk down the aisle.  In the time it had taken him to arrive and dress, her bridesmaids had helped her finish her hair and don the vintage white lace dress she now wore.  She held him a moment more before forcing herself to let go and shut the door, so they could be truly alone for a moment.<br/><br/>"Dalton told me.  I can't believe you're here.  You should be with your family.  We can postpone this."  The words felt odd as they left her mouth, as if she was giving into her mother's expectations.  She reached out and squeezed his hand.  "I'm so, so sorry, Casey.  I know what it's like to lose a father and I just can't imagine how you're feeling right now.  What can I do?  How can I help?"<br/><br/>She would have to force herself to eventually tell him about her mother's threat, but it did not have to be right this moment.  With his father gone, it was as if their fates were shifted to opposite sides.  His seat on the council was now nearly assured.  Even if the council wanted their marriage to ensure peace, they had traditions to follow and barring him from the council would be nearly unheard of since his father had already acknowledged him as his successor.