Galryn looked at her curiously, noted that she was beautiful, and not drooling or in any other way apparently defective.  That was good.  He pursed his lips in consternation, and somewhat surprisingly looked away from her to scan the crowd.  He was uncomfortable unarmed, even if there were guards here.  He recited his lines mechanically when called upon to do so, looking briefly back to her for the form of the thing.<br/><br/><em>His parents are starting to look more pleased, as it looks like the ceremony will go off without disruption.  How very nice for them.  Branch and Stone, how did they manage to set this up?  There must have been some serious business behind closed doors.  He believed he recognized some people in the crowd that must be from her clan...what was her name again?  And they looked wealthy.  His parent's purpose become clear, though not the path they'd taken to achieve it.  He squeezed her hand, seemingly more from distraction, a simple reflex to relieve tension in his fingers, but it's hard to be sure what he's thinking.  What had they done to arrange this...</em><br/><br/>