Jonas nodded then led them out of the house and to the plot of land out back. Some expensive wedding decorations were put up, but because of the rush it still felt a little lacking. It didn't matter much as the only people around to witness it was the priest, Samuel, servants, Mary Ann, her father, and of course, Lord Valentine. The air was nice and clear, the setting was just right for a marriage, but the enthusiasm among those around was severely lacking, except for the priest, he was talking to Valentine's Nephew. Samuel must have had said something humorous as the priest laughed good naturally. Valentine could be seen smiling as he watched his Nephew converse with the priest.<br/><br/>However once Samuel saw Mary Ann and her father, he left the priest so that the proceedings could continue. Valentine always saw that the one thing Samuel was good at was lifting others up. He hadn't much appreciation for that, but if doing so made Samuel even a little happy, it meant a lot to him. His eyes followed Samuel as he sat down, his face grew grim as he knew Samuel would be leaving soon. He wished he could make him stay, but he owed it to him to let him go. Valentine's thoughts were far from the wedding when it was time for Mary Ann to walk up beside her father. It was only once the priest began speaking did he snap into focus.<br/><br/>He looked now at his bride trying to find anything redeeming about her. Valentine was very picky about people, he saw all of them as ignorant unless they happened to be a powerful spell caster. Few even had the potential to learn the dark arts, if they were even capable of putting such knowledge to practice. In Valentine's mind, even the greatest of scholars are fools if they haven't at least dabbled with magic. Magic is one step beyond the mortal coil, those who know it, know what it's like to grasp beyond the mortal knowledge. Which is also why he respected, at least to some degree, spirits.<br/><br/>However Mary Ann was neither a sorceress nor a spirit, and even in a witch's garb, one of his ex-wives’, she had nothing he respected. Though her free thinking of before could be promising in the ways of being a witch, he doubted she would take well to the idea of magic or spirits. Which would make her time in this house a very interesting one. He mostly just hoped he would not have to kill her to keep her quiet, if at least for a few years if nothing else. Her being alive was essential to the spell he was casting. One that was trained in the dark arts would notice that the decorations that were placed are in the formation of an ancient rune. Other than that the spell would be undetectable to the human senses.<br/><br/>Finally the priest got to the ‘I do’s’ Valentine smiled and spoke smoothly. “I do.” Samuel watched eagerly from the seats, he seemed to want this wedding to happen, and it was all down to Mary Ann now. Assuming she said yes, he planned to leave, though he did wish to talk to her first. As bad as Valentine could be, he knew Valentine could be kind, in his own way, he showed that to him in these past months. Even if Valentine was only kind to him. Besides samuel, the servants had dead looks on their faces, as they had this whole time. Even Katherine was stone faced, it definitely seemed that showing emotion would be out of place. The whispers in the bushes were prevalent but never loud enough to be heard by Mary Ann or her father passing by. This wedding was actually being witnessed by many souls, they simply could not be seen.