The night came and he pulled his cloak over them.  She slept like a soft angel, hair scattered all round.  How came he to such loveliness?<br/><br/>The sound of the fall was lulling. Engage would let him know of danger.  He kept her warm and close, what more was there?  Sleep reclaimed him.<br/><br/>Morning through the waterfall was sparkling and brilliant.  They dined on cold meats, fruit, bread and the falling water.  He helped her dress, so her clothes were neat and unsoiled, then, smiling, they ventured forth.  Engage had been grazing for a while, and he burped loudly when he saw them.<br/>Giggling, they saddled him, mounted and proceeded on toward the keep.<br/>When a man with a sword considered blocking their way, he was chagrined to find that his shirt was now in ribbons, his sword broken, his pants at his ankles, and a pair of shallow cuts across each buttock making X's.  That the couple laughed at him made it worse!  Forget this highwayman business!  He'd go back to the tannery.<br/><br/>Eventually, they made the keep and were ushered in with due ceremony.  The master of protocol, hearing of their impending nuptials, eagerly  sat down with her to discuss all the details.<br/>She was fussed over and attended until she felt all eyes were upon her.<br/>He, in the meantime, was learning who all was detailed at the keep.