"They don't have a choice either," My Grandfather said imperiously "I have already notified the media and they are going to be there to take pictures and publish the story. Charlotte's wedding will be front page news, unlike your own which you took such care to hide. I don't want speculation she's pregnant already or any other such nonsense" he exhaled.
"Speaking of which is Flair..." he began.
"Not pregnant, not that it's any of your business" I growled.
"Shame" my Grandfather's voice was a matter of fact "If she was we could have avoided all of this altogether. Anyway, make sure you're at the ceremony. I will text you the details. Dress appropriately, formal but not over the top. You can't top the bride you know" he advised as I glowered at the phone "And do give Flair my best regar
