La Vie En Rose [Wedding!]

Álarr grinned as Ásvor and Valdís made their vows, he was truly happy for them. Then it came to the tossing of the flower crown and he had to admit it seemed a little silly but he'd play along. He certainly had no intentions of ever getting married. The crown was tossed and Álarr slipped to the side intending to avoid the debacle all together but in doing so he set himself right in the line of fire. The crown looped over one of his horns and spun right down onto his head. Aw, hell! Álarr felt his cheeks flush but he took it in good stride, taking the first drink to get the rest of the festivities started. Now the question was how to get it off?