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therefore, be officiating today. I now call forth the bride.”
    With not a note of music, Serinda emerged from Kilchurn’s entrance. Her tight, form-fitting red dress, stopped just above her knees. Her cleavage, the kind that makes married men forget they’re married, glistened in the Scottish summer sun. The shoulders of the dress were covered by the dark hair that draped over them.
    “Red…interesting,” said Nicholas, hearing varied voices among the crowd comment on the forgoing of a white dress, and watching the vampire work the grassy aisle between the two sets of guests like a runway.
    “She was afraid of getting something on a white dress,” Tsukiko said. “So she got a color that would allow certain liquids that may be spilled on it, to blend in.”
    “Smart girl,” he said, smiling.
    Serinda, reaching the end of her journey as an unmarried woman, stopped in front of Nicholas, only inches away from Jamie.
    “Friends who are near and far,” Nicholas began, tossing a look toward the small camera in Tsukiko’s hand, “we are gathered here today to witness the union of two individuals who represent more than just themselves. They represent the future. For here today will begin the rising of a new dawn, the light of which shall soon wrap around the entire world, drawing forth to our humble location in Scotland, those wisest of our brethren who have long sought a new star to follow. Here, today, shines brightly your new beacon on the hill.
    “Jamie Murphy, son of Landon Murphy,” he said, stressing the name of his enemy to the camera, “do you take Serinda to be your wife?” Nicholas saw the bride shoot him a stern look. “And your queen?”
    The crowd whispered.
    “I do,” Jamie said.
    “And do you, Serinda, take Jamie to be your husband, and king?”
    “I do.”
    The multiple hushed voices in the crowd now seemed to draw together in one voice. Even the whispering was accented with a brogue. Nicholas noted their en masse level of disapproval.
    “Then by the authority that was vested in me so many centuries ago, I now pronounce you husband and wife…king and queen. You may now seal your union with the Eternal Kiss as demonstrated to you earlier by Tsukiko.”
    Jamie leaned in toward his queen, tilting his head and placing his mouth on her neck, as she placed hers on his. The squirt of blood and subsequent streaming of liquid life out of the corner of each participant’s mouth, signaled that Tsukiko had done her job.
    “What is all this?” asked the mayor, jumping from his chair. “How dare you defile the sanctity of—“
    Nicholas raised his hand, silencing His Honor, and lowered it, commanding the elected official to reseat himself. Nicholas stopped the drinking after several minutes had passed.
    He then turned to Tsukiko and motioned toward the empty chair that sat lonely, yards away. She took the camera and sat it upright to continue recording.
    “And now,” Nicholas began, as the crowd began to rise, various expressions of disgust and confusion dotted among the guests beginning to leave, “the exchanging of gifts between the bride and groom, and the final blessing over those in attendance.”
    Jamie grabbed the nearest male, as Serinda secured her favored female, each tossing their chosen gift in the other’s direction, whom then caught their intended and released them from the bonds of life. The screams of the wedding guests shot toward the heavens.
    “I, Nicholas,” he began, arms raised to the sky, as the newly married couple, followed by Tsukiko, rushed the crowd, attacking those dressed in their fineries, “bless you, and keep you; I make the faces of my fellow ministers fall upon you, and engorge themselves on you; I, as well as those who accompany me, now reveal our true countenance to you and give you peace in death. Let those who witness, invoke my name, Nicholas, on the followers of Landon Murphy, and I shall bless them, and bathe them, in their own blood.”
    Suddenly,