Until the end of days

Oleander had a grand time traveling. His mind was free to reset and reconnect with his body as it traveled over the terrain. Though he still struggled with being winded, overexerting himself, and the like, he was able to reconnect to his humor after the ordeal of the blight.

It was the first time he would see the castle and this side of his extended family. He was glad to be a part of this event.

When the bride and groom separated to get ready he waited by the door, letting Spider know that he was available to catch any of the wandering pups if they needed it. The groom seemed to be taking a little longer than he probably should be. Good thing he had just the thing to help with those sudden nerves.

He opened the door and found the warlord lingering in front of it, looking more nervous than he had ever seen him. Those deep fierce eyes laid into him almost accusing him of going off plan but he knew what he was doing.

He asked what he was doing here.

“Oh, just taking a last minute stroll and looking for that pesky Groom, Have you seen him around here? Big fella, black and blue. Ollie teased lightly with a mischievous grin.

He almost laughed when Bas replied “He kind of has somewhere to be right now, do you remember?”

“Yeah, I thought he’d like a sip of my special Grooms Tincture.” He said with a wink. He waited for the warlord to refuse or concede and when he mentioned in his usual tone that he was listening, Oleander presented the small bottle of his mother's honey mead. With just a dash of nerve-calming passionflower extract.

Ollie smiled to himself as he watched the Warlord take the swig and visibly relax back into his confident self. Could Ignita's integral nervousness be rubbing off on the big guy? He took the bottle back and hid it in a small pocket of his polar bear cape. His thin figure needed that extra warmth in the cool autumn here. He strolled easily next to Basilisk up to the arbor and sat off to the side. Waiting expectantly for Ignita to arrive and the nuptials to begin. The hallows really knew how to throw a party!

"Speech!"