She smiles, and tears start to form, in her eyes. "Thank you," is all she manages to say, quietly.<br/><br/>The next six weeks pass in a flurry or preparation, as he's versed on the marriage customs of this world, and given a crash course on how the ceremony will run. Unfortunately, the night before the wedding, he receives a call, not from his Shadow Stalkers, for once, but from his portfolio sense. Somewhere, on a distant plane, he has a very distinct impression that a<em>lot</em>of dragons are going to die, very soon, and very quickly.