"Speaking of locations," Piper said, her emerald eyes lighting up with inspiration, "what if we had it right here? In our backyard?"
I glanced through the French doors at our stunning garden. The ancient oaks draped in Spanish moss, the three-tiered fountain, the intimate seating areas - it was already perfect.
"That's actually not a bad idea," Duriel said thoughtfully, his arms tightening around my waist. "Got the space, the privacy, the supernatural protection..."
"And then we could have the reception at Le Petit Theatre!" Piper continued excitedly. "On sacred ground, with the whole supernatural community there to celebrate."
"Facts though," Lorenzo nodded approvingly. "That spot already got meaning for y'all. Plus the old magic there would bless the union proper."
Brandon leaned fo
