This was, Biffy realized, hsis first wedding since Lord and Lady Maccon. In the scant year or so that had passed, much had changed. At the Maccons' wedding, he had been a vampire's drone, human, and deeply beloved as well as in love. Today, he stood an unwilling werewolf and an attendant to a wolves' wedding, and alone. Even now, separated by species, time, and universe, he longed for Lord Akeldama.

Those regrets, however, he saved behind a stiff upper lip and a fine smile as he congratulated the new couple. His grief, as always, was of no consequence.

"A lovely wedding," he said.