It wasn't a grand ceremony. It wasn't even a ceremony fit to welcome a boy into the family of a dragon.
Brandon knew that. Yet, he was smiling. It wasn't just an adoption ceremony.
It was also his and Pan's wedding!
His Pan was there, in lovely white clothing. Brandon had them made while Pan had been recovering. In the village. As Pan had slept in Brandon's bed without knowing it.
The dragon having stolen that one first touch from the nymph.
Brandon smiled as he looked at Telets, who was holding a pillow with the rings. Pala was there, as the senior officer, before them.
It was an old tradition for the Commander to marry those in their guild.
And Brandon, for better or for worse, had joined Telets' guild. As a member, not as its master.
"We are gathered here today," it was obvious by the way Pala's eyes shifted towards Nate, who was holding a sign they had put together, with the words she was supposed to say, that this was her first time doing such a ceremony.
