The guests began arriving three days later, and the planet was ready for them.
What had been an empty plain was now a venue the size of a small nation. Natalia had not been exaggerating when she said two couples this important deserved a real sky. The field stretched for miles in every direction under that wide gold sky, and every mile of it had been shaped into something out of a story.
At the heart of it stood the twin arches, Saffa and Fraisea's work, soaring crystal that intertwined at the top and held warm light along every line. Around them spread the ceremony grounds, then the feasting grounds, then the gathering grounds, ring after ring of space designed to hold a crowd that would number in the tens of thousands. Because it would. When you invite four kingdoms, you do not get four kings. You get their courts, their soldiers, their families, their whole proud delegations, and Natalia had built for all of them.
