CHAPTER 13
The following month found Peytra in the middle of a storm of tradesmen and vendors, trying to make decisions about her wedding. This was all new to a girl who’d only witnessed a handful of weddings that were mainly village affairs. She remembered her brother’s and sister’s weddings, when the family did everything, the cooking and dressmaking. The sprucing of the house that always ended up her task. Yes, it was hectic, but when she reminisced over the lengthy chats while mending dresses or how her brothers would pick her up to hang garlands, she felt a warm feeling wash over her.
This wedding planning was nothing like that. While both she and Jors wanted a small, private, temple affair, which would be fine, there needed to be a grand banquet to accompany it due to Jors’ station
