2 Timothy 4:2 [SERMON AND MEET THE PUPS]

Their announcement was the first thing that caused Lucretia to life her head. Her eyes were still bleary from lack of sleep. A wedding? So Deathbelle had decided to proceed with the idea after all. Luce cracked a wry smile, burying her face back into Bourbon's chest. With the puppies now well on their way to healthy wellness checks all around, Lucretia could hardly object. Ashen was beginning to feel a bit crowded with all of the new litters, but they were still making do.

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw the hulking shape of Sirius slip out of the gathering. Hm... He wished to wed Zee, but still harbored enough feelings for the Empress that the wedding announcement stung? She thought back on her private conversation with the blue-tinted slave girl, frowning to herself. The relationship Sirius and Deathbelle had forged in their youth was formative. For better or worse, in sickness and in health, they too would be chained together in a different way for all time. Would Zee be able to cope?

"And when will the ceremony take place?" she asked from her place at Bourbon's size, offering her sister and chosen groomsman a celebratory grin.