Cassian's POV:
Lucille linked her arm through Cassian's as they walked down the aisle toward the officiant. The distant bells lent the moment a false sense of solemnity. Old wood and candle wax scented the still air, and their footsteps were the only sound in the chapel.
As they neared the ceremony platform, Lucille turned her head and smiled as though she had just recalled something fun.
"Oops, I forgot." Her tone was almost careless. "I got married here 20 years ago. I should have waited another decade or two. The officiant wouldn't be nearly as shocked this time."
Cassian frowned. "Didn't you say it was one of your vampire friends who played that trick on an officiant?"
Lucille ignored his question. Her gaze slid over the middle-aged officiant's face. "It doesn't matter. An old man
