The Wedding
Saturday 2nd
April
4 am CET
Munich
The Furstenheim
Townhouse
Carina
walked down the main staircase, looking round and yawning as she made her way
to the kitchen. As she approached, she
saw the lights on under the door, and slowly opened it.
“Hey,”
Juliette said as she looked over, “you couldn’t sleep either?”
“Nah
– too excited,” Carina said. “Annie and
Baby are sound asleep, so I thought I’d come down and see what I could find.”
“Want
some coffee?”
“Not
milk?”
“I
don’t think I’m going to go back to sleep today,” Juliette said as she poured
some coffee into a mug and handed it over.
“Might as well have something now.”
“Fair
point,” Carina said as she took the mug.
“Ah
– good morning Frauleins,” Frau Strecher said as she came in, “I should have
anticipated your early awakening. May I
offer you some food?”
“Not
for the moment,” Juliette said with a smile, “but would you like some coffee?”
“Thank
you,” she said as she accepted a mug. “I
need to begin the preparations in the grand hall for later, hence the early
start.”
“Listen,”
Juliette said, “I probably will not get the chance later, but i wanted to thank
you for everything you have done for me and Klaus.”
“It
is my pleasure, and my duty,” Frau Strecher said before she took a drink. “It is about to get very busy in here,
Frauleins. May I suggest you take your drinks
to the drawing room?”
“Sounds
like a plan to me,” Juliette said as she and Carina walked through the empty
hallway, and turned on the lights in the room.
Sitting themselves down, they looked at each other as they held their
mugs.
“Well,”
Carina eventually said, “here we are.”
“Yeah,
here we are,” Juliette said. “Except
this time, I’m not crying inside.”
“Which
is a good thing,” Carina said with a smile.
“When did Pops get back last night?”
“Not
long after we went to bed,” Juliette said before she took another drink from
her mug, “but he won’t stir for a while.
Never mind me however – how are you feeling today?”
“Giddy
and excited – and I’m just one of the bridesmaids,” Carina said with a
smile. “I remember how Natasha felt at
her wedding – but i hope you’re going to have something to eat.”
“I’d
better – I’m not as young as I used to be,” Juliette said as they watched the
door open, and Diana come in.
“I
see I am not the only one who cannot sleep,” she said as she came in. “How are you feeling?”
“How
did that old song go? I hear singing and
there's no one there
I smell blossoms and the trees are bare
All day long I seem to walk on air
I wonder why
I wonder why
“I
keep tossing in my sleep at night
And what's more I've lost my appetite
Stars that used to twinkle in the skies
Are twinkling in my eyes
I wonder why”
“Ah
yes - You don't need analyzing
It is not so surprising
That you feel very strange but nice
Your heart goes pitter patter
I know just what's the matter
Because I've been there once or twice
“Put
your head on my shoulder
You need someone who's older
A rubdown with a velvet glove
There is nothing you can take
To relieve that pleasant ache
You're not sick
You're just in love”
“And
the prescription,” Diana said as she sat down, “is to do what you are doing
today.”
“The
Countess de Ros speaks wisely,” Sandy said as she and Heather came in. “Well, the day is finally here.”
“It
is indeed,” Juliette said, “and I am so glad you are here with me for this.”
“Of
course we are,” Heather said, “we always stand together, no matter what. Now, I’m going to the kitchen to get a fresh
pot of coffee and some more mugs, and we can talk for a while.”
6 am CET
The Townhouse
“Hey
– have you been awake long,” Annie said as she came down with Judith.
“Couple
of hours,” Carina said as her daughter toddled over to her. “Frau Strecher is getting the breakfast
buffet sorted out for those of us going to the civil ceremony.”
“Grammy?”
“Grammy
has gone to have a bath, little one,” Carina said as she sat Judith on her lap,
the little girl wearing a pair of pink pyjamas, “but she will be down very
soon. Everyone is going to have a very
special day.”
"Momma
this is EXCITING!" Judith tried the new word again "weally
exciting."
"Well,”
Carina said, “it's not everyday that Gramma gets married is it?"
"No,"
Judith shook her head, "when do I put on the pretty dress?"
"Later,"
Carina smiled as she gave her daughter a bottle of juice. “This morning, we’re going to wear a nice
dress while Grammy and Grappy Pops do a little ceremony first.”
“Okay,”
Judith said as she took a drink, smiling as they walked into the breakfast
room.
“Good
morning,” Sigi said as she sat at the table, drinking her coffee, “Juliette?”
“Having
a soak,” Carina said as she sat Judith in her chair. “How are you feeling this morning?”
“Harried
– lot still to do,” Sigi said as she sipped her coffee. “Has my darling niece surfaced yet?”
“Not
yet – but it is still early Aunt Sigi.”
“No
– every minute that passes leaves less time,” Sigi said as she stood up and
walked out of the room, Nessa looking at her as she and Sandy came in.
“That
looks like a woman with a purpose,” Nessa said with a smile.
“That
she is – ah good, some food.”
“I
trust you all managed to get some rest,” Frau Strecher said as the first of the
food plates were brought to the tables.
“We will keep the buffet stocked most of the morning. The cars for the civil ceremony will be
leaving at nine thirty precisely.”
“Would
you like some meat Judith?”
“Please
Momma,” the little girl said as she was handed a plate with some slices of ham.
“Good
– I’m starving,” Caroline said as she came in with Sharon, “just have time to
get something to eat before we head to the town hall.”
“So
you’re the advance guard for today?”
“Indeed
– I’m due to meet with the security team at the Neues Rathaus at eight, and
then we scan out the room itself.”
“No
tha smells guid,” Fiona MacKenzie said as she came in with Mary Thomas and Anna
Mitchell.
“I
guess a lot of people are going to be up and about early,” Annie said as they
sat down.
“Ai,
it’s a very special day,” Mary said. “A
very special day. Can we have some tea
and some toast please?”
“Still
not much of an appetite Aunt Fiona,” Caroline said as she sat down.
“Nah,
but it’s awl reet – ah can eat later wi all o ye.”
In
his office, Klaus was looking out over the city, casually dressed and with a
mug of coffee in his hand as he heard the knock on the door.
“Come
in,” he called out, turning and smiling as he saw John come in.
“Being
traditional and not spending the morning with Juliette?”
“As
strange as it may seem, my friend, I think that is important,” Klaus said with
a smile as he poured John a cup. “These
few hours I know Juliette wishes to spend with her oldest and dearest friends,
and I for one would not want it any other way.”
“So
come on,” John said as he sat down, “where exactly are you taking her on your
honeymoon? It’s not as if you can change
anything now, and I won’t tell anyone?”
“Oh
somewhere very, very private,” Klaus said with a smile. “I have arranged a little place in the Virgin
Islands for just the two of us.”
John
raised an eyebrow as he said “and Richard agreed?”
“Well,
I am paying for it...”
“So
what are you thinking?”
“How
different it is this time – when I married Renate, the spectre of my father
still hung over the proceedings. It was
so formal, so rigid, and even though we both made the best of it, it was not
the most joyous of days.”
“And
today?”
“Ah,
today is very, very different,” Klaus said with a smile.
7.30 am CET
The Townhouse
“And
how is your head this morning,” Dave said as David came into the room with the
rest of the family.
“I’m
fine – I took your advice about water and paracetamol, and so far so good,” he
said as the others looked out of the window.
“Is
that where we’re going,” Tom said as they looked at the white marble spire.
“That’s
the place - we have a nice quiet morning and then head over there to attend the
main ceremony.”
"So
who do we sit near Pops?" the girls asked.
"Well,
I looked at the seating plan last night, some guy called Antonio Bell, and
someone called Pat McGrath, I aint got a clue who they are..."
"Dad
you don't know who Antonio Bell is?" Vicky interrupted, "he's only
the world's most famous photographer."
"And
Pat is a very famous makeup artist," Mary came in with her hair in rollers
and no makeup on. "She's painted me a couple of times for shoots."
"So
we aren't relegated to the nobodies section?" David asked.
"Not
by the sound of it kiddo." Dave shook his head.
“I
don’t think there is such a thing today – except for maybe the front few
benches on Klaus’ side of the church,” Mary said, “that’s when protocol kicks
in.”
“All
the princes and princesses, kings and queens...”
“Well,
some of them at any rate, Suzie,” Mary said, “some are on our side as well.”
“Good
morning,” Jan said as she, Adam, Katherine and Katy came into the breakfast
room. “How is everyone feeling?”
“Awake
– which is a good start,” Jo said as she sat with Heather. “How are you feeling Katy?”
“Nervous
– hopefully some food will help,” she said as Ingrid laughed, her phone to her
ear.
"I'm
not sure who is the more nervous, Moms or Sigi?" Ingy talked on the phone.
"That
Adam?" Annie asked.
"It
is," Ingrid said as she looked over.
"Ask
him how last night turned out?"
"He
told me already...it degenerated into a sports debate, and men drank far too
much."
"Okay,"
Annie laughed out loud.
"Yes
that's Annie." Ingy started talking to her boyfriend again. “So are you making your own way to the early
ceremony?
“Good
– I’ll see you there...”
“I’m
taking some food up to Juliette,” Diana said as she came in and started to
prepare a tray.
“Do
you mind if I come up with you,” Carina said.
“She
wants you to – Annie, are you all right with Judith?”
“I’ll
help her out,” Heather said with a smile as Carina wiped her chin and stood up.
“I’ll
go and finish getting ready,” Sharon said as she stood up.
“Good,”
Caroline said as she passed Susan in the doorway.
“How’s
it going?”
“I’m
getting the measure of her,” Caroline whispered, “and I have a plan for our
return. We’re going to need a
volunteer.”
“Already
got one – I’ll explain tomorrow. Hey
there little one – hungry?”
“Yes,”
April said as she was carried in by Clint, waving to Judith in her chair.
“Hey
– safe to come in?”
“Of
course it is,” Juliette said as she looked over from the dressing table,
wearing a robe with a towel turban over her hair. Sandy was at the wardrobe, as Diana laid the
breakfast tray in front of her.
“I
need to go and start to get us all ready in a few minutes,” Cari said as she
picked up a piece of toast and nibbled on it. “You’d better eat something – I don’t think
you’re going to get a chance again before the wedding breakfast.”
“I
know,” Juliette said as she picked up her own slice, “where are the others?”
“Jo,
Angel, Abby, Doc and Katy are having some breakfast, and Heather and Annie are
going to start to get Judith ready for the civil ceremony. Ingy was on the phone to Adam, getting the
gossip on last night.”
“And
Sands?”
“I
think she was on her way down. Don’t
worry – those who need to be ready for nine thirty will be ready for nine
thirty.”
“Including
you,” Sandy said, “so hurry up and eat up.
You need to get dressed soon.”
8 am CET
The Frauenkirche
“Good
morning Britain – and we’re coming to you live from the steps of the
Frauenkirche in Munich, which today is going to be the scene of one of the most
anticipated weddings of the year...”
“Je
vous parle en direct de la cathédrale de Munich, welke aujourd'hui accueille
l'aboutissement d'un des musts poginant histoires d'amour de ces trente
dernières années ...”
“En
tan sólo unas pocas horas, SAS el Príncipe Klaus von Furstenheim se casará con
la señorita Juliette Huntingdown, en presencia de Su Excelencia el Rey Juan
Carlos y muchos representantes de las familias reales de Europa ...”
“Selten
hat ein Branchenführer sugust Anlass dieses großartige Gebäude zierte - Prinz
Klaus erstmals 1995 an die verstorbene Prinzessin Renata verheiratet war, und
jetzt kommt wieder eine Frau zu heiraten, er liebt ...”
The
line of television presenters ran along the side of the cathedral, as Jeanne Beckmann
stood with her own crew. Wearing a coral
pink coat, with a white hat and matching gloves, she nodded to the cameraman as
she was counted in.
“This
is Jeanne Beckmann, reporting for The Fashion Network with a very special
edition of The Beckmann Report, coming to you live from Munich Cathedral. It’s just after eight in the morning here,
and – well, I have to confess, this is a very special and emotional day for me
as well. I hope you will stay with us to
watch the events leading up to what is promising to be the wedding of the
decade, of His Serene Highness Prince Klaus von Furstenheim to Juliette
Huntingdown, model, writer and Fashion Editor for Complete Style Magazine US.
“We’ve
been granted exclusive behind the scenes access to the cathedral and the
wedding party, and I’m sure you will not wish to miss a single minute. But for now, as the day begins here in
Munich, let’s take a few minutes and look back at what has led to this
momentous day...”
As
they started to play a film, the director said “the car is coming to pick you
up at 9 Jeanne – August will take over while you attend.”
“Thanks
Dirk – I’ll do a bit to film from there.”
The Townhouse
“Caroline?”
As
she turned round, she saw Luke Heller walking over, fastening the blue silk tie
round his neck.
"Where
is Jack?" Luke asked.
"Holed
up with Alice, Juliette, and Pat McGrath in the white drawing room,"
Caroline said as Sharon joined her.
"With
guards outside Caroline?"
"Yes,
and people outside as well."
"So
they are shooting the pictures of the dress that will be released to the press
the minute Juliette steps out of the coach?"
"Yes."
"Has
she seen the dress already? I mean the
complete dress?"
"No
Luke,” Caroline said, “this will be the first time, and trying it gives time
for any very last second changes while we are all at the Rathaus. We have the pictures of the bridesmaids from
the other day, but – well, come on Luke.
It’s her wedding dress."
“Oh
I get it,” Luke said with a smile.
“Right – next stage?”
“We’re
off to the Rathaus now. You’re going to
follow with Jack?”
“As
soon as he has finished.”
“Right
– Sharon let’s go. I want everything to
be ready down there.”
“Got
it Boss,” Sharon said as they walked quickly out and into the waiting car. As they drove off, the gates opened to a mass
of flash bulbs, the waiting photographers desperate to get a look at who was
coming and going.
Luke
made his way over to the White Drawing Room, nodding to the two burly men
outside as Jack came out.
“Well?”
“Oh
she is going to knock them all dead,” Jack said with a sigh. “Give me a minute to get these to Frau
Strecher, Luke my boy, and I am all yours.”
“Alice,”
Juliette said, struggling not to cry as she looked at herself in the mirror,
“this is truly amazing.”
“You
dare cry Juliette Huntingdown,” the dark skinned Pat MacGarth said, “I have
enough to do with eight bridesmaids without touching you up before you even
leave the house.”
“I
know – showtime,” Juliette said as Alice carefully removed the veil and train,
and then slowly unfastened the back of the dress.
“Mary,
I honestly don’t think we need to change or adjust anything, do you?”
Mary
Thomas shook her head and smiled.
“Alice, you have surpassed yourself.
Where did you find that lace?”
“Tell
you later today – carefully, carefully Ju.
That’s it.”
Juliette
slowly stepped back as Alice lifted the dress and placed it carefully to the
side. “Right – now for your first outfit
of the day.”
“So
my first task will be?”
“Greyhound,
Kit Squirrel and Stick – they’re not coming to the first ceremony, so that they
can help keep an eye on the youngsters.”
“Okay
– where are they,” Pat asked as Juliette fastened the front of her pale blue
coat dress, with a grey band round the waist.
“Let
me go and find out lass,” Mary said as she walked off, Alice stopping and
looking at her old friend.
“This
is really happening, isn’t it Bats?”
“Oh
yes, it is really happening – now shoes and gloves on, Ju. Time for your day to really get started.”
In
their room, Shirley looked on as John adjusted his suit jacket, shaking her
head slowly from side to side.
"I
knew we ought to have got them to look at your suit as well as your uniform
John Hammond?" Shirley fretted as he fastened his tie.
"And
what is wrong with this, it's a perfectly good suit..."
"If
the year was still 1990," Shirley sighed, “But I guess it will have to
do."
"I
guess you will have to make up for my lack of sartorial splendor my Love."
John admired the suit Shirley was waring, "Vintage YSL yet."
“Well,
the occasion demands it – and I have something very special for when you put on
the dress uniform,” Shirley said with a smile.
“Now, go and check on Klaus – I’ll go and join the others.”
“Is
that your phone ringing,” Sandy said as Diana came into the front room.
Taking
it out of her handbag in her gloved hand, Diana nodded as she answered it with
“Diana de Ros?”
“Countess,
it’s Titi. How are things at that end?”
“We’re
just gathering for the ride to the Neues Rathaus. You?”
“I’ll
be heading off in a minute.”
"Any
problems Jeanne?" Diana asked as she looked round.
"Only
insofar as Breitz's crew and mine are virtually fighting for who gets the
better camera positions at the cathedral."
"I'll
put Frau Stecher and Caroline's people on it...
Other than that, any problems?"
"Only
my usual swooning over Robert Lacey, he's commentating for American TV."
"You've
had a thing for Robert for ever."
"I
know - just a pity he's happily married and 72 years old, but he's still my
ideal of a true man."
"Well
at least all that means Ju can trust you round Klaus Cherie," Diana
giggled. "Look I'll hang up and try doing something about those camera
positions."
“Thanks
– see you for the beginning.”
“So
what’s the situation,” Sandy said as Diana put her phone away.
“Slight
disagreement with the media – have you seen Frau Strecher anywhere?”
“She
went out with Sigi a few minutes ago.”
Diana
nodded as she headed out of the room, seeing Sigi and Frau Strecher at the door
to the office.
"Do
you have your stopwatch and the schedule Frau Stecher?" Sigi worried.
"I
do...and I will make sure everything runs exactly as you have planned it."
"And
remember you need time to take your own seat..."
"I
have that timed out as well," the steward allowed herself a little smile.
"Do not worry, this will run like clockwork or I will know the reason
why."
“Frau
Strecher, I have heard there is a small disagreement between Fashion Television
and Herr Brietz at the cathedral.”
“Ah
– let me deal with this first,” Frau Strecher said as she stepped into the
office.
“That
dress is divine, Diana,” Sigi said as she looked at her old friend, in a light
blue dress with long sleeves and a grey jacket.
“So
is yours, Sigi,” Diana said. Sigrid was
wearing a grey jacket and skirt with a cream silk camisole underneath.
“It
is sorted,” Frau Strecher said as she stepped out. “Now on to other matters.”
"No
I REFUSE to let you Gray...There is no way that Fergus can be your wedding
date." Pippa shook her head hard to emphasize her point as she looked at
her old friend.
"Why
can't he be Mom," Poppy asked as she checked her own makeup, "is he
married or something?"
"His
wife died last year." Grace smiled as she finished brushing her teeth.
"So
what is the problem?"
"The
problem is, dear daughter, that ever since she was 12 years old your Aunt Grace
has turned into a simpering moron anytime she's even near one Fergus
MacLean."
"Oh
come on,” Grace said, “it's not that bad Pip?"
"It
isn't?" Pippa looked
heavenwards. "Can I remind you of a
certain school dance?"
"Hey
not my fault... But in that kilt he just
looked so..."
"Young
ears Gray," Pippa both interrupted and shook her head.
"Okay,
but as I said that was a mistake..."
"And
so were all the other times?" Pippa interrupted again.
"Oh
this guy I have to meet." Poppy laughed, "he sounds really
something."
"Well
with any luck he's now, old, grey, and fat." Pippa shook his head.
"I
don't know," Grace smiled, "I saw he was a guest because he's a
distant cousin of Klaus, and we made the date by e-mail."
"Well
if you end up acting like a 13 year old schoolgirl, don't blame me."
"Who
is acting like a schoolgirl?" Sarah asked as she and Harriet tried to find
space in the bathroom.
“Grace
if she’s not careful – come on Poppy.
We’ll let them get ready.”
9.20 am CET
The Townhouse
“You
look very pretty Judith,” Sandy said as the little girl came in with Carina and
Annie.
“Fank
ew,” Judith replied as she stood in her blue coat and matching hat. She looked at Carina, who was wearing a light
green dress with capped sleeves and a wide black belt, and Annie in a pair of
tailored pants and a light blue smock top.
“When
do the cars leave?”
“Ten
minutes...”
Marienplatz
“Marienplatz
is the main square in Munich town centre,” Jeanne Beckmann said to the camera
as she stood to one side of the large square, “and the magnificent building you
see to my right is the Neues Rathaus, or New Town Hall, the home for the
municipal government of this great city.
“Built
in the late nineteenth century, the neo gothic facade that faces the public
square is a fascinating and detailed structure, with literally far too much to
see in the first glance or visit.”
The
camera turned and panned over the ornate grey structure.
“The
clock tower in the centre contains the Glockenspiel, and three times a day it
rings out with forty bells to celebrate the city. That won’t happen while we are here today,
but it is truly an amazing sound.
“But
it’s to this building that, in a short while, Klaus and Juliette will be driven
for the first ceremony of the day. Under
German law, there has to be a civil ceremony before the main religious ceremony
in the afternoon, so they will meet here for that to take place in the registry
office. In fact, under German law this
has been on public display for the last week.”
Jeanne
walked over to the wall by the main entrance, where an official notice of
weddings for the day had been posted.
She pointed to the entry, and smiled as she said “and so it is they
begin the journey to married life.”
“And
we’re out.”
“Nicely
done, Jeanne,” Caroline said as she came out of the building. “Want to come in and get in early? Jack and Luke are already here.”
“Sounds
good to me – are they on their way?”
“Any
minute now,” Caroline said as they made their way to the outer waiting area of
the registry office, where Sharon was talking to two uniformed guards.
“Miss
Jameson,” one of them said as she came over, “your assistant has confirmed the
arrangements for the next hour or so.
Press have deliberately been kept away as requested, and we are
monitoring for signs of any interruptions.”
“Good
– the cars are coming to the rear entrance, correct?”
“That
is correct. Herr Linklater – you and
Herr Heller are prepared?”
“As
much as we’re going to be,” Jack said as he looked round. “I would kill for a drink right now.”
“Later,
Jack,” Caroline said as she looked at her phone.
The Townhouse
“Ready?”
“Ready,”
Klaus said as he put on the jacket of his Saville Row suit, and walked down to
the main entrance with John.
“There
you are Pops,” Carina said as she stood with Ingrid and Judith, “Mom will be
down in a minute.”
“We’re
going now in the first car,” Shirley said as she, Mary, Anna and Fiona made
their way to the door.
“Sigi,”
Dieter said, “we’re going with the girls in the second car. Have you seen Alex and Nessa?”
“You
called?”
They
turned to see Alex coming down the stairs in a blue three piece suit, blue
shirt and red tie, while Nessa was wearing a tailored two piece suit.
“So
which car will we be going in,” Nessa asked.
“You
will be riding with Sandy and Diana,” Sigi said, “while Klaus and Juliette ride
in the final car.”
“Coming,
coming,” Juliette said as she walked down with Diana and Sandy, Sandy now
wearing a dark blue jacket over a white shift dress.
“We
must leave now,” Frau Strecher said at the doorway, “forgive me, Your Highness,
but – RAUS!”
10 am CET
Neues Rathaus
“Welcome,”
Caroline said as the car doors were opened, and Alex helped Nessa out of the
car, followed by Sandy and Diana. “If
you will follow the usher, he will direct you to the room.”
“Is
it just the happy couple to come?”
“It
is,” Caroline said with a smile, “along with the special invited guests.”
“Natalya
and Wilhelm?”
“Amongst
others,” Caroline said as they made their way in the back entrance and up the
stairs. As they entered the small room,
Diana smiled as Linda Evangelista greeted her.
“She
will be so glad you made it Mother.”
“No
way was I missing this,” Linda said with a smile as she looked round the
room. Sharon put her hand to her ear and
said “Ladies and Gentlemen, could you take your seats please? Klaus and Juliette are just arriving.”
“There
you are,” Jack said as the door was opened, and Klaus got out first, helping
Juliette out. “A photograph here, and
then straight upstairs.”
As
Klaus and Juliette paused, Caroline looked to the side and nodded, as a
security guard moved in and escorted a photographer away.
“Beautiful,”
Jack said with a smile, “may we escort you up?”
“Of
course,” Klaus said as Jack and Caroline opened the doors, the staff watching
as the couple made their way up towards the registry office.
Inside
the room, a man in a formal suit came in and stood behind a chair, watching
Sharon as she stood by the doorway. As
she turned and nodded, he said “would you stand please?”
As
they all stood, they turned and watched as Klaus and Juliette walked in arm in
arm, Caroline and Jack sitting at the back as Luke closed the doors.
Walking
to the front of the room, the registrar said “will you please be seated,”
Carina sitting Juliette on her lap as she smiled.
“Ladies,
Gentlemen, we are here today to be with Klaus and Juliette as they commit
themselves to be man and wife. We
witness today their commitment to each other, and their commitment to each
other.
“I
am, however, legally required to carry out certain acts, the first of which is
to ask you, with all due respect, to confirm your identities.”
Klaus
turned and nodded to Sigi, who produced two passports and handed them to the
registrar to examine. He nodded and
returned them, before saying “Your Serene Highness, Prince Klaus von
Furstenheim, do you confirm you are resident in Munich and Furstenheim, and
have been so for the required length of time?”
“I
do,” Klaus said quietly.
“Juliette
Anne Huntingdown, do you confirm that you are resident in the city of New York,
and have been resident in Munich for at least three consecutive days in the
last week?”
“I
do.”
“Excellent
– I therefore state publically that you have fulfilled the legal requirements
of the state of Bavaria, and that public notice of this marriage has also been
given. I therefore ask of both of you,
if you know of any reason why you may not become Man and Wife in the eyes of
the state?”
Klaus
and Juliette looked at each other, shaking their heads as the registrar said
“and I ask the people here to witness this occasion, if you know any reason
under law why they may not become man and wife, you must state it now.”
He
waited for a moment, before he said “good – will you please hold hands?”
Klaus
and Juliette turned and looked at each other as he said “Will you commit your
lives to each other, be there for each other, and forsaking all others be a
support to each other until death do you part?”
“I
do,” they said in unison.
“Therefore,
under the authority of the state of Bavaria and the city of Munich, it gives me
great pleasure to declare you husband and wife under the eyes of the
state. Many congratulations to both of
you.”
As
Klaus and Juliette kissed, the room started to clap, Judith joining in as they
turned and smiled, hands held together.
“Grappy
and Grammy are smiling,” Judith called out as she slipped off Carina’s lap and
walked over to them, standing there as Jack started to take photographs.
“Yeah
they are,” Sandy said as she wiped away a tear, “and so are we.”
“Please,”
Klaus said, “we would normally say join us in a glass of champagne, but Frau
Strecher will be watching and waiting, so I suggest we head back to the
townhouse – with one notable exception – and prepare for the main event.”
“I’ll
see you all there,” Jeanne said as she waved and walked out.
“The
cars are waiting downstairs,” Caroline said, “shall we?”
“Fiona,
will you allow us the honour of walking out with you?”
“If
young Jack there will take a picture o us?”
“My
dear Fiona, it will be my pleasure,” Jack said as he took a picture, and then
the trio led the party out.
Noon CET
Frauenkirche
“The
cathedral is ready, your eminence,” the young priest said as Cardinal Marx sat
at his desk.
“Good
– and the camera crews?”
“The
small disagreement from earlier has been dealt with. They are currently broadcasting from
outside.”
Glancing
at his watch, Cardinal Marx said “when is the interview due to be broadcast?”
“In
ten minutes.”
“I’ll
take my lunch in here,” he said as he turned the television on.
“In
a few minutes,” Robert Lacey said as he looked at the camera, “we’ll be joining
the other networks in broadcasting an interview of the couple of the moment,
conducted by ZDF editor Peter Frey.
Before that, however, and hot foot from the civic ceremony required by
German Law, we are lucky to have a few words with Jeanne Beckmann, the award
winning journalist and close friend of both Juliette and Klaus. Jeanne, how was the ceremony?”
“It
was simple and beautiful,” Jeanne said with a smile, “but they do not regard
themselves as married until after the ceremony here.”
“I
know you are probably sworn to secrecy, Jeanne, but can you give any hints as
to the gown?”
“I
can honestly say, Robert, I have no idea.
I will find out at the same time as everyone else, when she steps out of
the carriage.”
“And
how did they look?”
“Very
very happy.”
“Jeanne,
we had better let you get back to your own station, but thanks for dropping
by.”
“No,
thank you Robert.”
“Jeanne
Beckmann – and now, as promised, an interview with Prince Klaus von Furstenheim
and Juliette Huntingdown, talking to Peter Frey.”
The
picture changed to the drawing room at Furstenheim, with Klaus wearing a dark
blue suit, pale striped shirt and pink tie, and Juliette wearing a white dress
with a round neckline, and a blue jacket.
The
grey haired veteran reporter sat opposite them, and began by saying “Your
Serene Highness, Miss Huntingdown, thank you for agreeing to talk with me
today.”
“It
is our pleasure,” Klaus replied with a smile.
“I
wonder if we could start by asking how you both first met?”
“Well,”
Klaus said, “we actually first met over twenty years ago, in Paris. I was working there at the time, and Juliette
was a student at the Sorbonne as well as trying to break out as a model.”
“That’s
right,” Juliette said, “I was studying International Business Law and how it
related to the fashion industry when I was introduced to Klaus at a party.”
“This
was after you had graduated from college in New York?”
“Indeed
– I felt spending time studying in Europe would be good for me, and as a young
model at the time I managed to get some work to pay the bills.”
“So
what was it like for a girl from Beverley, Massachusetts to be in Paris at that
time?”
“It
was an amazing time to be there,” Juliette said, “although for the first year
it was hard. Meeting Klaus seemed at the
time to be a – well, a sign things were going to get better, and they did.”
“Klaus,
what did you think when you first met Juliette?”
Smiling,
Klaus said “I was entranced and intrigued – and yes, we were very much in
love.”
“”Unfortunately,”
Juliette said, “it just wasn’t meant to be at the time.”
“Indeed,”
Peter said, “you did find fame as a model, but the engagement of Klaus to the
late Princess Renate was announced, and then the wedding here in Munich. If it is not impolite to ask, what happened
to end the relationship at the time?”
Klaus
and Juliette looked at each other, before Klaus said “my family wanted me to
marry someone other than Juliette, and at the time I acceded to the
request. This is not to say I did not
love Renate – merely that, at the time, I bowed to the pressure of my family.”
“I
had to accept his decision at the time,” Juliette said quietly, “and thus they
married, and I returned to New York.”
“Indeed,”
Peter said as Klaus gave Juliette’s hand a gentle squeeze. “So, how did you meet again?”
“When
Renate passed away, she asked me to ensure our daughter Ingrid came out at a
selection of balls, including the one in New York. Looking back now, I think it was her way of
trying to give me a chance to reconnect with those friends we had lost touch
with if possible, but at the time I agreed to do so, and so Ingrid and I made
our way to New York in late November 2014.
“At
the first of the parties arranged to allow those coming out to meet, Ingrid met
Carina, Juliette’s daughter, and they discovered they had a lot in common – not
least the fact they had the same birthday.
A few days later, the mothers were invited to another of the gatherings
– and, well, as I was playing mother as well, I attended.”
“And
that was where you and Juliette met again for the first time in twenty years?”
“That
was indeed where we met again,” Juliette said.
“How
did it feel to see each other again?”
Klaus
looked at Juliette, before he said “well, for me, I saw the woman I had loved
all those years ago, older yes, but just as beautiful. I had no idea at that time of just how much I
had, without intending to, hurt her with my decision, but I did learn very soon
after.”
“A
fact I have been apologising for ever since then,” Juliette said as she shook
her head. “It was a complete shock to
see him standing there, and I’m afraid at the time I said certain things which
I wish I had not said. I can only say
the emotions took over.”
“But
you managed to put those things behind you, eventually?”
“Indeed,”
Juliette said with a smile, “at the same time as discovering that Ingrid and
Carina were in fact half-sisters – Klaus been the father of both of them.”
“Much
to my immense surprise,” Klaus said with a smile, “I suddenly discovered that
not only that I had another daughter, bur a granddaughter as well.”
“And
all three will be bridesmaids at the ceremony?”
“That’s
right – and I could not be prouder of that fact,” Juliette said with a smile.
“And
so, here we are, and you are about to become Her Serene Highness, Princess
Juliette. How does that make you feel?”
“Proud
and terrified at the same time,” Juliette laughed. “I can only hope that the people of
Furstenheim accept me as they have Carina and Judith.”
“And
how do you feel at this time, Klaus?”
“I
hope and pray that as she watches us, Renate is happy that we are doing this.”
“Juliette,
you’ve already mentioned three of your bridesmaids. Can you take us through the others?”
“Of
course – well, Abigail, Countess de Ros is the daughter of my oldest and
dearest friend Diana, while Alexandra Richmond and Angelica Fitzstuart are the
daughters of two more of my oldest friends.
Then we have three beautiful young ladies I am proud not only to call
friend, but also to represent the world of modelling – Joanne Smith, Anna
Carlton and Katherine Carter.”
“I
have been asked to raise this question on behalf of our fashion correspondents
– the dress?”
“Will
be revealed on the day.”
“Klaus,
the wedding will be attended by royalty, friends, the very cream of the fashion
industry and the social world – does the idea of walking down the aisle under
the gaze of so much attention frighten you?”
“Yes,”
Klaus said, “but I understand why they are there, and ask only they respect how
much this day means to both of us.”
“Well,
allow me to offer my very best wishes for the day, and to wish you every
happiness in the years ahead.”
“Thank
you,” Klaus and Juliette said as the screen went dead.
The Townhouse
“Well,
I think that went well,” Juliette said as she sipped a glass of champagne,
while the stylist worked on her hair.
“All
right, Miss Huntingdown,” Pat said, “less talk, more work. Time to make you the most beautiful person in
that place.”
Frauenkirche
The
media crews were filming the early arrivals for the ceremony, the men in smart
dress, the women in their finery.
“Why
am I here,” the tall, thin woman said as she walked with Amelia Ashley and
Margaret Harker. “I mean, this is a
totally alien world to me.”
“Well,
it’s going to be a wonderful surprise for them,” Margaret said.
“And
besides luv,” the tall dark haired man with them said, “I asked you and you
said yes.”
“Well,
you asked so nicely,” she said nervously as she looked round. She was wearing a coral pink jacket and
skirt, with a white top visible under the jacket, her white heels fitting her
feet perfectly. “I just hope Kylie sees
how much I have changed.”
“I’m
sure she will,” Amelia said as they looked at the red roof of the cathedral,
and slowly walked round to gaze at the twin towers at the entrance.
“Have
we got time for a drink?”
“Coffee?”
“Yeah,
Coffee,” the woman said as Margaret glanced to the side.
“Oh
boy – BBC coming,” she whispered, “let me deal with this.”
“You
sure sis?”
“Oh
yes,” she said as the reporter came over.
“Dame
Margaret, can we have a few words for the BBC?”
“Of
course Nicholas,” Margaret said as the camera crew came over.
"Taking
time off from her role as one of the mainstays of the Remain campaign is
Conservative MP Dame Margaret Harker." the interviewer spoke. "Dame
Margaret you are a friend of the bride I understand?"
"Well
actually I know both His Serene Highness and Miss Huntingdown." Maggie
smiled at the camera. “So when I was
invited, I was more than pleased to attend.
"And you are representing the government?"
"I
am in the sense of I am an MP, but with the Prince of Wales and the Duchess of
Cornwall present as well, they can take the official representative role."
"So
do you have a political message to deliver?"
"Oh
no, this is not an occasion to have that discussion. I'm
just here as a friend."
"And
who are you with?"
"Well
my sister Lady Amelia Ashley, but also Samantha Mitchell, the mother of dress
designer Kylie Mitchell, and the three of us are being escorted by fashion
photographer Giovanni Capraccio.”
“Well,
enjoy the ceremony.”
“Thank
you,” Margaret said as they stopped filming.
“Now, about that coffee...”
"So
does even Kylie know any details of the dress Sami?"
"Only
an embroidery pattern that Alice asked 'er to design Gio, apart from that she
knows as little as we all do."
"Honestly
this secret is better guarded then our Foreign Offices affairs." Margaret
laughed.
"Much
better," Gio grinned as he waved Hi to a few photographer friends in the
Paparazzi.
The Townhouse
“Hey
there little one,” Carina said as she came into the White Drawing Room, her
hair up and a white robe on, “excited.”
“Excited
– yes momma,” Judith said as she nodded.
“Careful
Judith,” Pat said, “we don’t want your hair to get unravelled do we?”
“Sowwy...”
“It’s
all right,” Carina said as she hugged her daughter, “time to put on your
special dress.”
“YAY!”
The Frauenkirche
“Grace? Grace Gresham?”
Grace
turned and looked at the tall man speaking, saying “oh my – is that you
Fergus?”
Sarah
and Harriet stopped and looked at him as well.
He was tall, and his skin sun burned, but he was slim while also well
built, with a neatly trimmed grey beard and short grey hair. The most striking thing was the MacLean
tartan kilt he was wearing with the regulation jacket and a white shirt, the
black bow tie perfectly symmetric.
“You
have not changed a bit,” he said as he walked over.
“Neither
have you – well, greyer but still...”
“As
you can see,” Jeanne said from the stairs of the cathedral, “the guests are
really starting to arrive now. With me
is the incoming editor of Complete Style in the US, Philippa Ashley, with her
daughter Poppy. Pippa, how excited is
everyone today?”
“I
don’t think you can put a measure on the level of excitement, Jeanne,” Pippa
said, “it has been almost fever pitch amongst the guests, and we’re all looking
forward to the event itself.”
“And
the challenge of taking over from Anna Mitchell?”
“One
I look forward to with great pleasure,” Pippa said as Stephen and Eve Stone
walked from the car to the bottom of the steps leading to the main entrance.
“Stephen,
can we get a few words please?”
“Anything
for you, my dear,” Stephen said as he quietly slipped his arm into Eve’s.
“I’m
here with celebrated fashion photographer Stephen Stone and his wife, the model
Eve Stone,” the young redheaded reporter said.
"So this is what it looks like when the worlds of fashion and
Europe's highest aristocracy collide Stephen?"
"Pretty
much Bridget," the photographer smiled at the camera from RTE, "you are
going to get some amazing people turning out here."
"I
know that you've known the bride for many, many years, how would you describe
her?"
"To
be honest Bridget, she hasn't changed an awful lot since I first knew her when
she was a young student and model in Paris. She's still essentially the same
wide-eyed girl from a small town in Massachusetts."
"But
you must have noticed some changes?"
"Well
she's a bit more confident in herself then she used to be." Stephen
paused, "and a bit more assertive, but otherwise not really."
"And
have you known the prince as long?"
"As
long, but not quite as well, though I did photograph his late wife a coupla
times."
"How
would you describe him?"
"Klaus?
Hmmm I guess I'd say he was as serene as his title...he's a boyo who doesn't
panic easily."
The Townhouse
“FRAU
STRECHER!!!”
“You
screamed, Your Highness,” the steward said as she appeared in the doorway.
“The
rings! Where are they!”
“I
have them safely in place for Major Hammond to take with him, Your
Highness. Is there anything else you
need me for at this time?”
Klaus
calmed down as he said “no – and my apologies for shouting like that.”
“Problem,
Klaus,” John said as he appeared in his dress uniform.
“No
– the nerves getting the better of me.
May I salute you Major?”
“If
I may salute you Colonel.”
The
two men snapped to attention and saluted each other, as Dieter came towards
them.
“Boys
and their rituals,” he said as he shook his head, “I came to see we’re
gathering to get the cars to the cathedral.
You will be following soon?”
“Very
soon – we just need to finish dressing and then collect the rings,” John said,
Dieter nodding as he turned and walked away.
The Fraeunkirche
"That
we would like to welcome you on Good Morning America to Munich where in a few short
hours, Juliette Huntingdown will become America's latest princess when she marries
Prince Klaus von Furstenheim in Munich's historic cathedral."
"The
American networks are up on the air I see." Tom Morse looked at his
tablet, as he and his family awaited their turn to arrive at the cathedral.
“Who
have they got on Fashion Watch,” Bobbi said as she sat with Simon.
“One
guess...”
“Tina
Brown is with us – Tina, thank you for joining us today.”
“My
pleasure Robin,” Tina said as she stood there in a pale grey coat dress.
“This
has to be the society event of the decade,” Robin said as Lara stood with her,
“and the guests starting to arrive look amazing. How does it feel out there?”
“Robin,
the sense of anticipation is immense. I
mean – look over there, King Rudolf and Queen Therese of Ruritania are here
with the Princess Charlotte, and next to them Katrina Culver, the heiress to
the Culver millions and, like Charlotte, one of the hot young models of the
year, going in along with Elle MacPherson and Jerry Hall with her new husband,
Rupert Murdoch.”
“And
you are one of those guests – looking forward to attending?”
“Very
much so – I especially am pleased to see the legendary Fiona MacKenzie here
with Mary Thomas and Anna Mitchell, and looking so well after her recent
treatment for cancer.”
“And
how do you think Juliette Huntingdown is feeling right now?”
“Juliette? The very picture of serenity.”
Tom
and Claire looked at each other and shook their heads.
“What? You think Juliette is panicking,” Becca said.
“Well,
I’d be amazed if it wasn’t hitting her in some way.”
The Townhouse
“Mom?”
Carina
and Ingrid watched as Juliette looked at herself in the mirror, Pat standing
back as she said “hey, what’s up Ju?”
“Nothing,”
Juliette said as she started to shake.
“It’s just – oh my god I just realised I am walking down the aisle with
half the crowned heads of Europe there.”
“As
well as all our friends,” Carina said.
“Mom, you look amazing, and you are going to be amazing.”
“Bats,”
Pat called out, “who had this time?”
“I’ll
let Sandy know – she’s on her way to the cathedral with the family,” Bats said
as she handed Juliette a small glass of brandy.
“Hang
on – Sandy was running a book on me panicking?”
“Yup.”
Juliette
looked at the others, and then started laughing.
“Is
grammy all right momma?”
“Yeah
she’s fine little one,” Abby said to Judith.
“Now, would you like to see the very special presents Grappy has got for
you?”
Judith
nodded, her eyes opening wide as Abby opened the smallest of nine boxes...
“Right,
my job is done,” Pat said as she closed her box. “I need to get going – see you all there.”
“Say
hi to Mary for us,” Ingy said as Pat waved and left the room.
“Right
– dresses on ladies.”
The Frauenkirch
“Are
we ready?”
The
tall reporter smiled as the producer counted him in
"Okay
on five Ben...one...two...three...four...five...GO!"
"Continuing
etalk's coverage of the wedding of the decade,” Ben Mulroney said, “I'm joined
by Hollywood producer Brian Goldstein, whose new film about the Pussycat Gang
crime ring is being released this coming summer."
"Hello Ben...Hello Canada," Brian said as he held another platinum
blonde on his arm.
"So," Ben Mulroney tried to remember his brief, "are you here as
a friend of the bride or groom?"
"Oh,
of the bride, Purity and I have known each other for many years."
"And if memory serves me right, weren't you once romantically
linked?"
"Oh
maybe for a few seconds," the producer smiled at the camera. "But I
think in her heart Klaus was and is her one true love."
"And
Purity, why do you call her that?"
"Oh
it's just a private joke about her Puritan heritage."
“Your
new film tackles a very real subject – and it gives Cassandra Stone a very
different part. Do you think the public
will accept it?”
“I
think it is going to cause a lot of discussion – but we’ll find out soon.”
“Brian,
it’s been a pleasure.”
“Kylie,
darling, you look fantastic.”
“As
do you, Mandy darling,” Kylie said as she kissed Mandy. “I hope Angel is looking forward to today?”
“Very
much so – but so are... Ah – Kylie my
dear we are about to be interviewed.”
“We
are? By whom...”
“We’re
back in Munich for the wedding of the decade,” Philip Schofield said as he came
over, wearing a smart suit, shirt and tie, “and I’m hoping these two stars pf
the fashion world will speak for a few minutes.”
“Of
course Philip,” Mandy said with a smile.
“I
have here Amanda, Marchioness of Ordford, better known to many of you as Mandy
Carrow, and the new young designer that proved a hit at New York Fashion Week,
Kylie Mitchell. Mandy, Kylie, how does
it feel to be here today?”
“It
is truly a dream come true darling,” Mandy said, “for my family and also for
young Kylie here.”
“Both
of you are good friends of Alice MacKinnon, the designer of the gowns the bridal
party will wear today. Have you any
hints to give as to what they will look like?”
“I
am sorry, Philip darling,” Kylie drawled, “but it is, and remains, the most
secret of secrets.”
“Well,
you cannot blame me for asking. Kylie,
you are currently resident in Hong Kong, but there are rumours you are heading
for New York in the summer.”
“Indeed,
Phillip – I will be completing the next stage of my education there, and look
forward to working with my friends there.”
“Mandy
Carrow, Kylie Mitchell, thank you for talking to us.”
“No
thank you,” Kylie said as they walked off, Mandy joining Will and the boys as
Kylie joined Marina, Helen and Cathy.
“So
who are we sitting with darlings,” Kylie said as they walked into the church.
“Hi
Kylie,” Winston said as they came in, “follow me please.”
He
walked them down to a pew, Pippa and Poppy smiling as they sat there.
“Hey,”
Poppy said, “you all look amazing.”
“Why
thank you darling,” Kylie said with a smile.
“She
ain’t kidding Kyles.”
“Mother? I did not know you were coming,” Kylie said
as she looked at Samantha.
“Gio
was kind enough to invite me – and how could I refuse?”
“I
am so glad you did not,” Kylie said with a smile.
“All
placed safely,” Ingemar Hallestrom said as he walked back to the front of the
church.
“Yup,”
Winston said, smiling as he saw John get out of a car. Markus von Feinstein and Tommy also were
escorting people to their appointed seats, under the watchful eye of Sigi.
"When
do the really important guests start arriving?"
"Shortly
Tommy," House whispered back.
"I
have President Gauck on my list," Tommy said, “I hope my German is up to
it."
"Well
it's better than mine." Winston laughed softly.
The Townhouse
“Gentlemen?”
Klaus
look at John in his dress uniform, and then at Willy, Dieter, Will, Adam and
George in their formal suits.
“The
cars are ready your highness,” Frau Strecher said as she stood by the doorway.
“Well,
time to go,” John said as they made their way out, while chauffers held the
doors open.
“Well,
will I pass muster?”
“I
think so, Father,” Frau Strecher said as Alex walked down the stairs, adjusting
the cuffs of his shirt. “Most of the
rest of the party have left, save for Herr and Frau MacKinnon and the Bridal
Party. They are waiting for you in the
White Drawing Room.”
“Then
it is time I was about my duties,” Alex said, “Will you accompany me Frau
Strecher?”
“It
will be my honour – I travel with the MacKinnons,” she said as they made their
way over.
The Frauenkirche
“Your
highness,” Tommy said as he made a deep bow, “will you come this way please?”
Charles
and Camilla nodded as he walked them down the aisle to one of the pews, while
outside Jeanne had managed to get another interview.
“I’ve
managed to get a few minutes with the recently married Pru Stratton, and her
husband Jerry Levin. Pru, how are you
finding married life?”
“It’s
amazing, Jeanne,” Pru said as he and Jerry looked at the camera. She had on a peach coloured bolero jacket
over a strapless dress, which hugged her body down to her knees.
“As
you know, Juliette’s gown has been a closely guarded secret. What do you think it will look like?”
“I
think it will look stunning,” Pru smiled in reply, “but not as wonderful as
mine did. Of course, I may be biased...”
“Pru,
Jerry, enjoy the service,” Jeanne said as they went off.
As
he tried to look over the crowd, he cursed the fact he hadn’t got here
earlier. He knew there would be a lot of
interest in the people coming and going, but he never imagined in his wildest
dreams there would have been so many people here. As a result, he had only just managed to find
somewhere to look, but he had no way of seeing her clearly now.
He
knew the time was coming soon, the time when he would talk to her, explain how
he felt to her, but the waiting was becoming intolerable, and his patience
wearing thin. He cursed himself again,
and then watched intently, wondering who the family were that were coming out
of the cars now.
“Oh
my god,” David said as he looked up, “this is amazing.”
“Tell
me about it,” Dave said as he gathered the rest of the family around himself,
the boys like him in the formal dress, the girls in their new summer dresses,
and Mary in her long sleeved cornflower blue dress.
“Lela,”
her producer said, “heads up.”
“Gotcha,”
she said as she walked quickly over. "I'm
going to see if I can grab a few words with sensational young model Mary
Clarke, whose recent work includes a luxurious spread on Russian Furs in the
new edition of Complete Style."
As
she came over, Mary saw her and said “let me take care of this,” the others
watching.
"Hello Mary, you’re live on Good Morning America, can we have a few words
please?"
"Certainly,"
Mary said as she put on her 'professional' smile.
"Can
I first of all congratulate you on your marvelous outfit?"
"Thank
you – it’s very kind of you to say so."
"And
then ask you who your escorts are?"
"Well,
Izzy du Lupe from LeMachine is my official escort here, but I'm also attending
with my family.” She looked over as she
said “My Pops, my brothers, my sisters."
"So
tell our viewers, Mary - how does it feel for a girl from the Bay Area who used
to work in a hotel to be at such an event?"
"A
bit overwhelming if truth be told," Mary glanced round, "but in the
short while I've known her Juliette has become a great friend, and I wouldn't
have missed this for the world."
"Thank
You Mary."
"Can
I say Hi to everyone back at Oakland Junior High," Vicky shouted as she
waved at the camera.
"You
just did," the interviewer laughed.
“Come
on,” Dave said, “let’s go in and take our seats.”
As
they walked in, Winston smiled as he said “Mary – welcome to you and your
family. If you will follow me?”
As
they walked down, the boys took in the grandeur of the setting, the cathedral,
and some of the people sitting round.
“In
here,” Winston said as he indicated a pew, Antonio Bell standing as she moved
to sit beside him.
"Now
why have I never photographed you?" Antonio Bell said as he held Mary's
chin up, "your face is amazing."
"Because
you've never asked me Maestro," Mary smiled. "I'm Mary Clarke,"
she continued as she let him kiss her on the cheek.
"I
know...and who are these incredibly beautiful ladies?"
"My
sisters," Mary smiled again as her sisters blushed at the compliment. “And this is my father.”
“Sir
– a honour,” Antonio said as they shook hands, and Pat come to join them.
“Good
– I made it in time...”
“Sigi?”
“Caroline,”
Sigi said as Shirley took Ama and Maisha in along with Maddie and Emma, all
wearing designer jackets over their dresses, “what is the word?”
“Klaus
and his party are about to arrive, and Frau Strecher says the bridal party will
be gathering soon.”
“Showtime
then,” Sigi said as she indicated to one of the priests to come over. “The gentlemen are about to arrive – would
you inform the Cardinal please?”
He
nodded and walked off as Caroline and Sigi walked down the stairs. Jeanne noticed as she said “I can see
Baroness Sigrid von Mannschen and Caroline Jameson walking down together, and
that tells me that we can expect some very important arrivals in the next few
minutes.
“And
here they are – Prince Klaus von Furstenheim arriving with his best man, Major
Sir John Hammond, and the rest of his attendants.”
“You
made it on time, good,” Sigi said as she kissed her brother. “Father Patrick here is going to take you
through to a room where you can wait.”
“What’s
it like here?”
“Hectic,”
Caroline said as she looked round, “but under control. At the townhouse?”
“Eerie
– like a calm before the storm, but the carriages should be about to
arrive. That’s when the real fun is
going to begin.”
The Townhouse
“I
have done all I can do,” Alice said as she stood back with Duncan, “it’s all
down to you ladies now.”
Carina
and Ingrid smiled as they helped place the veil over their mother’s face, then
turned as they heard the knock on the door.
“Oh
my,” Alex said as he came in, “Alice, you are a true miracle worker.”
“Ain’t
I just?”
“Frau
MacKinnon, Herr MacKinnon – it is time.”
“See
you at the cathedral,” Duncan said as the three of them set off.
“Carina,
Ingrid, Abigail, Joanne – you and Judith are going in the first carriage.”
“Ready
to go, Judith?”
“Yes
Momma,” the little girl said as she put her gloved hand in her mothers, and the
five of them walked out.
Outside
the gates of the townhouse, the paparazzi tried to take photographs as the
staff lined the covered walkway to the first horse drawn carriage. The view was obscured as much as possible,
however, as security staff roamed around the area.
“Well,
it’s really happening,” Jo said as they took their seats.
“Ponies
momma! Exciting!”
“Yes
it is,” Carina said with a smile as they moved forward, and then stopped.
“Angelica,
Anna, Alexandra, Katherine – you’re next.”
“See
you on the flip side,” Angel said as the four of them walked out, leaving Alex
with Juliette.
“Well,”
Juliette said quietly as she held her bouquet, “no turning back now.”
“Would
you want to?”
Shaking
her head quietly, she said “no – no I would not?”
“Good.”
As
Juliette looked past Alex, she caught a glimpse of Lexa – and standing with her
was a tall, willowy blonde who smiled and nodded as she looked at Juliette.
“Did
you say something, Juliette?”
“No
– no I didn’t, but there is nothing left to say now,” Juliette said with a
smile, “except I do. Shall we?”
“It
is my honour and pleasure to do so,” Alex said as he offered Juliette his arm,
and they walked out of the room, along the corridor and out of the front
door. As they made their way out to the
carriage, the staff applauded on either side of them, as the driver held the
coach door open. Juliette carefully
walked up the steps and took her seat, Alex waiting as a footman carefully
gathered the skirt before he got in beside her.
The
doors to the coach were closed, the darkened glass providing the last sense of
security, as the coachman got into the driver’s seat and waited for the signal
to go.
2 pm CET
The Frauenkirche
"Why
did Prince Adalbert smell like mothballs?" House asked as he arrived back
at the cathedral entrance.
"Because
my dear uncle’s morning suit is so old that he inherited it from my
grandfather, and he has been dead for over 30 years," Ingemar shook his
head.
"Explains
the mothballs then," House smiled, "Ah here comes the love of my
life," he grinned as Jeannie was lifted into her wheel chair. She was
wearing a cream coloured dress with a wide skirt, while Barbara was wearing a
black coat dress with white trim, white gloves and shoes, and a white hat with
a black band. John was in his best suit,
as he pushed Jeannie up the ramp and into the cathedral.
“Hey
handsome,” Jeannie said as House leaned over to kiss her, “where can I get a
seat?”
“This
way,” he said as Marcus and Tommy looked to the next car.
“Oh
my lord,” Marcus said, “who are those visions of beauty?”
“Hmmm
– ah,” Tommy said, “I see the Rochermann family have arrived.”
“Well,
nice day for a wedding,” Ally said as she put on her wide brimmed hat.
“Most
certainly,” Nell said with a smile as they started to walk up the steps. Both were wearing white knee length dresses
with a yellow floral pattern printed on them, cream coloured jackets and hats,
and white heels.
Kelly
was wearing a gold coloured shift dress with a white belt and jacket, with gold
slippers, while Daniel walked behind them with quiet pride.
“Ladies,”
Tommy said as they came in, “if you will come with me?”
“And
that is the designer of the dresses, Alice MacKinnon, arriving now with her
husband Duncan,” Jeanne said as the chauffer let out the three passengers, Frau
Strecher walking up to join Sigi as Caroline looked round, Sharon nearby and
watching as well.
“Well?”
“First
Carriage should be here in a few minutes,” Alice said as she looked across the
square, “the second right behind it, and then the star of the show.”
“Sharon,
inform the clergy inside the bridal party are on their way,” Caroline said, the
young girl walking quickly up the stairs as the sound of hooves became clearer.
“Ready
boys,” Sigi said to Rudi and Manfred, who nodded as they came up to her in
their tail coats.
“Here
they come,” Alice said as the first horse drawn carriage approached.
“Lara,
we can see the first of the carriages approaching now,” Robin said as the
television crews turned and followed the coach as it came to a stop at the
bottom of the stairs.
Inside
the cathedral, the guests watched as Klaus and John came in through a side
door, the rest of his party taking up their positions at the side behind them.
“Last
chance to run,” John whispered to Klaus.
“No
– I am ready,” Klaus said with a smile.
“And
the door to the carriage is opening, the stairs put in place,” Jeanne said,
“and the first out is... It’s Carina
Huntingdown von Furstenheim, and we get our first look at the bridesmaid’s
dresses.
“It’s
made from light blue Chinese silk, and is held up by thin shoulder straps, a
square neckline – and attached at the back is a train of silk overlaid with
Belgian lace. The bodice is fitted, and
flows out in the dress, with long opera gloves and satin heels.
“I
can see Ingrid von Furstenheim getting out now – and there is Judith, Carina’s
daughter and the youngest bridesmaid.
Her dress has short puffed sleeves, and a white lace underskirt, and she
is wearing short white lace gloves.
“Look
at all the people momma,” Judith said as she held Carina’s hand.
“Yes
there are a lot, and they’re here to see all of us,” Carina said as Abigail and
Joanne got out, the coach driver closing the doors.
“Each
of the bridesmaids,” Lara said at the Good Morning America stand, “is carrying
a small posy of white flowers, and just look at the tiaras each of them is
wearing.”
“We’ve
just been handed some details,” Robin said, “apparently the tiaras are made of
white gold and encrusted with diamonds, and the gold bracelets are made to
match as well.”
“Wonderful,”
Alice said as she made a few adjustments, “you five head up the stairs now, the
second coach will be here soon.”
“And
walking up the stairs now,” Robert Lacey said, “five of the bridesmaids, and I
must say their dresses are amazing. And
now the second carriage approaches...”
As
it stopped and the stairs were put out, the doors were opened to allow Angel to
get out first, followed by Doc. They
stood to the side as Sands and Katy got out as well.
“Fuck
– I really cannot see her,” he said at the far side of the square, hidden by
the crowd as Katy looked round.
“So
we have the second half of the bridesmaids here – Lady Angelica Fitzstuart,
Anna Carlton, Alexandra Richmond junior and Katherine Carter. Both Alexandra and Katherine are wearing the
same style of dress as Judith, while Angelica and Anna have the same style as
the older bridesmaids.”
“At
least the sun is shining,” Katy said to Sands as Alice made a slight
adjustment.
“Right
– all four of you, up the stairs now and you will be got into position.”
As
they walked up, Jeanne said “and as they head up, and the two pages walk down,
we await the arrival of the bride to be...
I have to take my seat at this point, so I’m going to let you watch in
the company of Karen Hope.”
As
she took her headset off, Jack Linklater stopped her for a moment and let her
have a look at his camera, Jeanne smiling as she made her way in.
“Better
than the last time you took this journey,” Alex said as he sat next to
Juliette, watching the crowds waving as the coach made its way slowly to the
cathedral.
“Much,
much better,” Juliette said as she looked out of the darkened windows. “It’s like a dream come true.”
“And
you are the fairy princess?”
“Would
it sound awful if I said I really feel that way?”
Alex
shook his head as the coach approached the front of the cathedral. “Well, here we go,” he said as he lifted the
veil a moment, and kissed Juliette gently on the cheek.
"Who
is that arriving late?" Klaus asked nervously.
"I
will give you one guess," John replied without even looking.
"Joan
Collins."
"And
give this gentleman a prize."
"How
does she ALWAYS manage to arrive just at the time she is going to create
maximum fuss?"
"It's
a talent," John smiled. "Probably comes from having a father who was
an agent, Joan is always trying to extract publicity from anywhere she
goes."
"Remind
me that I need to have a word."
"Oh
don't worry Klaus, I have the perfect revenge in mind...a photograph of Joan
without her makeup on."
"Oh
that is CRUEL!" the Prince laughed aloud, his nerves settling slightly.
Antonio
suddenly turned and whispered "Can you be in Prague on Wednesday? I am
taking pictures for French Vogue Mary."
"Well
I'm certainly free I think," Mary paused, "but you better have some
words with Missy."
"Ah
the redoubtable Miss Auerbach!" the photographer smiled, "I will see
her later and simply tell her that I must have you..."
"What?"
Dave who'd been looking at the other guests suddenly asked.
"He
means for a shoot next week Pops," Mary giggled lightly, "we may have
to stay in Europe a couple of days extra and go to Prague...But it depends on
Missy okaying it."
"Wow
we get to Prague as well," David asked, "I read some Kafka in school
this year."
"Who
the hell is Kafka?"
"Pop
sometimes you disappoint me." David shook his head.
"A
famous Czech author Mr Clarke." Antonio smiled, "and I only know that
from reading a guide book."
“This
is it,” Lara said as she looked to the waiting coach, as Alice waited with the
two pages. The coach driver got down and
placed the steps at the side, before he opened the door.
“First
out of the carriage, Father Alex Richmond, who has the honour of giving
Juliette away at the ceremony today,” she whispered as they all waited. “And as we wait for her to come out, I have
just been told that a portrait by the official photographer, Jack Linklater,
has been released to the press as... and
here she comes!”
The
media watched with bated breath as Juliette stepped slowly down from the coach,
Alex holding her hand as Alice helped the two young boys with the train.
As
Lara looked at the photograph and sheet handed to her, she said “the dress
itself is, like those of the bridesmaids, made from Chinese silk but for Juliette,
and quite rightly, it is pure white. The
dress has long sleeves, and she is wearing marching gloves on her hands. The upper part of the dress has a square
collar, and is decorated with an over layer of the same Belgian lace as her
veil. The skirt itself is layered, again
with an underskirt of the lace, and she is apparently wearing silk heels.
“The
train itself is also of silk, and holding it now as she walks up the stairs are
the two young pages, the sons of Baroness Sigrid van Mannschen, the sister of
the groom. The lace veil comes down to
the train as well, but I can see the tiara on her hair, and the now famous
engagement ring on her finger.”
As
they reached the top of the stairs, Sigi followed, handing the bouquet to
Juliette as Alice made some small adjustments to the train.
“You
look fantastic – and I need to get to my seat.”
“So
do I and Sharon,” Caroline said as she looked at her, “good luck.”
“Thanks,”
Juliette whispered as Cardinal Marx appeared with his staff.
“Well
Juliette – ready?”
“No.”
“Good
– then let us begin...”
The
congregation had been talking quietly, but fell silent as the crowd watched the
priest walk forward and whisper into Klaus’ ear. As he stood and walked forward with John, the
rest of the church stood up, turning to watch the far end of the aisle.
“Showtime,”
Juliette whispered as the organ started to play the Trumpet Voluntary, and the
altar boy stepped forward, carrying the cross as Cardinal Marx walked behind
him, and then the ministers and servers.
“And
off we go,” Alex said as she and Juliette started to walk down the aisle, Rudi
and Manfred walking behind with the train in their hands.
As
they walked down, Juliette turned her head from side to side and smiled, seeing
the huge smiles on the faces of Sandy and Diana as they stood with little
George, Orlanda and Jennifer, Guy and Valeria, and Natasha with Alain in her
arms.
“Good
lord Bats – you really outdid yourself,” Karen whispered into Alice’s ear as the
girls walked past, Carina and Ingrid beaming as they led the last part of the
procession down.
Judith
walked with Katy and Sands, beaming and waving as she did so, before she stood
with them before the altar, as Cardinal Marx turned and made the sign of the
cross.
“Welcome
to all of you, who are gathered here today to see the joining of Klaus and
Juliette in Holy Matrimony. Peace be
with you.”
“And
also with you,” the congregation replied as the music started, House and Tommy
taking the lead in handing orders of service to the wedding party.
Once
the Gloriana had been sung, Cardinal Marx said “Let us pray.
“Be
attentive to our prayers. O Lord,
and in your kindness
pour out your grace on these your servants, Klaus and Juliette,
that. corning together before your altar,
they may be confirmed in love for one another.
Through our Lord Jesus Christ. your Son,
who lives and reigns with you in the unity of the Holy Spirit,
one God, for ever and ever.
“We
ask you this
through our Lord Jesus Christ, your Son,
who lives and reigns with you and the Holy Spirit,
one God, for ever and ever. Amen.”
As
the congregation responded, Cardinal Marx said “please be seated for the
Liturgy of the Word.”
As
the rest of the congregation sat, the readings were given, as Katy and Sands
held Judith’s hands. Cardinal Marx then
said “Klaus, Juliette, I hope you will forgive me if I take a few moments to
share some thoughts.
“Marriage
is an institution created by God to allow man and woman to live together and
become one, and ultimately to allow children to come into this world. In the case of both of you, you already have
children, and indeed grandchildren, so if you will forgive the levity, I think
we can pass over that part.”
Annie
smiled as there was a ripple of laughter among the congregation, as she felt
her bump and then looked at Ama.
“But
the truth is still this – that marriage allows a man and a woman to join and be
one in the sight of god and of man, And so as you come together on this day, I
charge you both to remember that, and to cherish the joy that children bring to
a relationship.”
Carina
turned and smiled at Judith, who smiled back as Cardinal Marx said “I say no
more than this, and ask the congregation now to stand.”
As
they all stood, he continued “My dear friends, you have come together in this
church so that the Lord may seal and strengthen your love in the presence of
the Church’s minister and this community. Christ abundantly blesses this love.
He has already consecrated you in baptism and now he enriches and strengthens
you by a special sacrament so that you may assume the duties of marriage in
mutual and lasting fidelity. And so, in the presence of the Church, I ask you
to state your intentions.
“Who
gives this woman away?”
“I
do,” Alex said as he bowed slightly, and then stepped back.
“Klaus
and Juliette, you come here voluntarily with hearts prepared, to receive each
other in marriage?”
“Yes.”
They said together as they looked at each other.
“Will
you love each other, respect, and be loyal to one another until death separates
you?”
“Yes.”
“Are
you ready to fulfil your obligation to raise your children and grandchildren as
Christian parents should?”
“Yes.”
“Since
it is your intention to enter into marriage,” the cardinal said as he took
their hand, “join your right hands, and declare your consent before God and his
Church.”
Klaus
took Juliette’s right hand in his and said “I take you, Juliette, to be my
wife. I promise to be loyal to you in good and bad days, in health and illness,
to love and respect, until death separates us.”
He
saw Juliette smile under the veil as she said “I take you, Klaus, to be my
husband. I promise to be loyal to you in good and bad days, in health and
illness, to love and respect, until death separates us.”
“You
have declared your consent before the Church. May the Lord in his goodness
strengthen your consent and fill you both with his blessings.
What
God has joined, men must not divide.”
“Amen.”
“Who
has the rings?”
“I
do,” John said as he removed the rings and placed them on the bible.
“Lord,
bless these rings which we bless in your name.
Grant that those who wear them
may always have a deep faith in each other.
May they do your will
and always live together
in peace, good will, and love.
We ask this through Christ our Lord.”
“Amen.”
Klaus
smiled as he moved Juliette’s engagement ring to her right hand, and then
placed the plain gold ring on her finger.
“Juliette,
take this ring as a sign of my love and fidelity. In the name of the Father,
and of the Son, and of the Holy Spirit.”
Juliette
than took the second ring and, after removing the ring from his hand and moving
it to his left hand, said “Klaus, take this ring as a sign of my love and
fidelity. In the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Spirit.”
“Having
exchanged their vows and rings,” Cardinal Marx said, “I now make one suggestion
to you.
“You
may kiss the bride.”
“With
extreme pleasure,” Klaus said as he lifted the veil back, and the two kissed,
to a round of applause from the congregation.
"I
think that makes it official that we are twins?" Carina whispered to
Ingrid.
"Yes
it does," her sister smiled back.
After
the communion preparation was completed, and prayers were said, Klaus and
Juliette knelt at the altar, as Cardinal Marx said “Let us humbly invoke by our
prayers, dear brothers and sisters,
God's blessing upon this bride and groom,
that in his kindness he may favor with his help
those on whom he has bestowed the Sacrament of Matrimony.”
There
was a few moments silence, before he continued with his hands extended over
them
“Holy
Father, maker of the whole world,
who created man and woman in your own image
and willed that their union be crowned with your blessing,
we humbly beseech you for these your servants,
who are joined today in the Sacrament of Matrimony.
May
your abundant blessing, Lord,
come down upon this bride, Juliette,
and upon Klaus, her companion for life,
and may the power of your Holy Spirit
set their hearts aflame from on high,
so that, living out together the gift of Matrimony,
they may enrich the Church.
In
happiness may they praise you, O Lord,
in sorrow may they seek you out;
may they have the joy of your presence
to assist them in their toil,
and know that you are near
to comfort them in their need;
let them pray to you in the holy assembly
and bear witness to you in the world,
and after a happy old age,
together with the circle of friends that surrounds them,
may they come to the Kingdom of Heaven.
Through Christ our Lord.”
The
congregation said “Amen” as Klaus and Juliette stood, before Cardinal Marx said
“let us share the sign of peace.”
Klaus
and Juliette looked at each other, and then turned to share the sign with their
supporters as the congregation greeted each other.
Klaus
and Juliette then knelt again as the bread was broken, and the Cardinal gave
them the sacraments, before they stood and made their way to two chairs at the
side as others came forward.
“Nearly
over Mrs von Furstenheim,” Klaus whispered as Juliette smiled, watching as
their friends and guests walked forward.
And as they came forward, a solo singer performed some songs by Shubert.
As
the last went back, Klaus and Juliette came forward and knelt again, as
Cardinal Marx put his hands over them again.
“May
God the eternal Father
keep you of one heart in love for one another,
that the peace of Christ may dwell in you
and abide always in your home.”
The
congregation said “amen” in response.
“May
you be blessed in your children and grandchildren,
have solace in your friends
and enjoy true peace with everyone.”
“Amen.”
“May
you be witnesses in the world to God's charity,
so that the afflicted and needy who have known your kindness
may one day receive you thankfully
into the eternal dwelling of God.”
“Amen.”
Making
the sign of the cross, he said “And may almighty God bless all of you, who are
gathered here, the Father, and the Son, and the Holy Spirit.”
As
the congregation said “amen,” Klaus and Juliette stood.
“Go
in peace, in the name of the Father, the Son and the Holy Spirit.”
“AMEN!”
As
the strains of Mendelssohn’s Wedding March started to play, Klaus took Juliette
by her hand and they walked up the aisle, the guests smiling at them as John
escorted Carina, and Adam Ingrid.
“May
I have the honour,” Willy said as he took Abby’s arm, and Alex took Jo’s.
As
Will took Angel’s arm, and George Doc’s, Rudi and Manfred escorted Sands and
Katy out.
“Ready,
my little angel?”
“Yes
unca Deeter,” Judith said as she took his hand, and they walked down in front of
Cardinal Marx and the other servers.
“Sandy,
my dear,” Diana said quietly, “are you crying?”
“What
do you think,” Sandy said as Juliette turned and mouthed “thank you” to them as
they passed. She put her handkerchief to
her eye, and then smiled as Sands walked past on Rudi’s arm.
“She
has somehow turned overnight into a very beautiful young woman,” Nessa said as
she wiped her own eye, holding David’s hand as she did so.
“And
Abigail is radiant,” Valeria said as she and Guy watched her walk past with
Willy, Alain waving his little arm at his father and cousin.
“Yes
– yes she is,” Diana said as Sandy handed her a handkerchief as well.
“Are
you all right Shirley,” Emma said as John and Carina went past.
“Oh
yes – yes I’m fine,” Shirley said quietly as she smiled, Maddie taking her arm.
“They
look simply divine darlings,” Kylie said as she wiped away a tear, “and I love
the way Alice incorporated the design I gave into the dresses.”
“I
agree,” Marina said as she saw Samantha cry.
“Tissue?”
“Please,”
Kylie’s mother said as she took one and dabbed her eyes.
“They
look so beautiful,” Alison said as the wedding party walked past.
"Well
I can't promise you girls as grand a wedding when you get married, but that'll
always be my idea of just what a ceremony should be." Dave Clarke stood
up.
"Indeed Mr Clarke, that was so moving," Antonio wiped away a tear,
"I could not have done better if I'd done it myself."
"Oh
My God, the Maestro saying he couldn't improve something, and me without a
recorder," Pat shook her head.
“I
do know when I am in the presence of greatness, Patricia,” Antonio said, “and
today I am.”
"Everything
still looking good outside?" Caroline whispered into her mike.
"As
far as we can tell boss," a voice whispered in her earpiece, "a lot
of champagne corks going off among the Furstenheim tenantry, and the media are
ready."
"Okay,
well just keep an eye open all of you.
The wedding party will be emerging soon, and the media crews can take
their pictures before Jack gets to work."
“Roger
that boss,” the voice said as Caroline turned to Sharon.
“Frau
Strecher is going to congratulate the couple, and then she is heading back to
the townhouse. Go with her, make sure
everything is ready at that end.”
“Got
it boss,” Sharon said as Alan Kennedy bowed his head while the others
passed. “Dad, I’ll see you at the reception,
all right?”
“Go
on – this is your job now,” Alan said as she turned and slipped quietly out of
the pew.
“And
here they come out of the cathedral,” Philip Schofield said as the wedding
party appeared at the top of the stairs, the camera zooming to capture the
group as they lined up. “Their Serene
Highnesses smiling and waving as the press finally get a chance to take some
photos of the happy couple together.”
“Happy
Darling,” Klaus whispered as they waved.
“More
than you will ever know,” Juliette whispered back as Judith walked over and
held her hands up.
“Allow
me,” Klaus said as he reached down and lifted her up, Judith turning and waving
as Carina and Judith stood with them.
"The
acoustics are incredible," Judy smiled as the organist continued to play.
"So
it’s an organ you'd like to play eh?" David asked.
"I
love European organs," Judy caught the look in Rachel McNally's eye.
"You
get such a great full..."
"Hmmm
Hmmm."
"I
was going to say sound Mother, and shame on you for having a dirty mind,"
Judy giggled.
“Who,
moi,” Rachel said as she smiled.
“Yes
you,” Liz Lodge said. “And don’t pretend
you didn’t think it as well, Claire.”
"So
Valeria who is this woman really?" one of her Romanov relations asked as
they prepared to leave.
"Well,”
Valeria said, “she's the woman Klaus loves with all his heart."
"I
know that, but where does she come from?"
"That
sounds wrong in these modern times, but Count Buchenwald has done the research,
and she comes from a very old American Puritan family..."
"But
she's a Roman Catholic?"
"Twentieth
century converts," Valeria smiled, "anyway they are solid, respectable
merchants mainly, with the odd flash of genius like her aunt the criminologist,
and her ancestor the Civil War General. They may not quite be Boston
aristocracy, but they are that by choice I think rather than anything else,
having preferred life in their small towns above city life."
"So
it's an old family by American standards."
"Oh
Yes," Valeria smiled, "judged against our standards young perhaps,
but we cannot allow that to act as a guide to our acceptance of her."
"As
if we would?" a couple of her VERY snobbish cousins answered.
“Now
THA’ was a wedding,” Fiona MacKenzie said as she slowly stood up with Mary, and
then they both looked at Missy.
“What,”
the agent said as she looked up.
"We
should throttle you Missy." Mary Thomas growled.
“What
for?”
"Doing
business during a wedding." Mary shook her head whilst her friend put away
her hand-held.
"It
was only Antonio Bell wanting to book Mary Clarke for next week."
"As
we said....business." Fiona shook her head as well.
"You
know your dying words will be, 'send me a firm booking for her' Missy, I
guarantee it." Anna joined in the shaking of heads.
"Well
anyway, she looked amazing didn't she?"
"Stop
trying to change the topic of conversation Missy." Mary smiled as she said “but yes – she looked
amazing.”
“She
certainly did,” Denice said as she and Erica stood up behind them. “I suspect the press are going to have their
pictures of them on the front pages tomorrow.”
“Well,
let’s head out and get our pictures,” Mary said as they joined the groups
moving out.
"Well
Madame does this trigger any thoughts regarding you and John?" Lily
whispered in her boss’ ear.
“I
do not think that has changed, Lilian – John and I are happy the way we are,
and that is not going to change in the foreseeable future. If you want to see a couple marrying amongst
us soon, look over there.”
Lily
looked at where Penny and Helen were talking, before she said “no – they’re not
are they?”
“Who
can tell,” Shirley said, “who can tell...”
"So
it was you who designed that motif combining the letters H and F and the
flowers darlin'?" Sami asked her daughter as they awaited their turns to
exit.
"It
was Mother darling,” Kylie said with a smile, “and if I say so it worked rather
well embroidered in like that."
"Where
did she find that antique lace?" Marina asked, "I've never so much
beautiful old lace."
"It
was actually Heather Smith who found it for her - at a furniture restorer’s
workshop of all places." Kylie answered.
"Heather
found it?" Catherine asked.
"It
was in an old chest the restorer had bought at an estate sale."
"Well
it just shows you that treasures can turn up anywhere."
"How
much did they cry John?" Winston asked as he found the family talking with
the Judge and her partner.
"Not
as much as Brooke Hutton did," Barbara smiled.
"I
can't help it...I always cry at weddings."
“There
you go,” the tall dark haired woman said as she passed Brooke a silk handkerchief.
“Thank
you,” Brooke said as she wiped the tears away.
“Winston, allow me to introduce Nora Austen. Nora, Winston Brewster the Third.”
“I
interned with your grandfather,” Nora said as she shook Winston’s hand, “how is
college?”
“Going
well, thank you.”
“Well
Bestie, how do you feel?”
“As
if I could face anything,” Sands said with a smile as she waved to the cheering
crowds. “This has been one of the best
days of my life.”
She
looked over as Holly left with Tommy and smiled, Katy shaking her head as she
smiled and posed.
He
had worked his way closer and he could see her now, standing with the other
bridesmaids smiling and laughing a little.
She was laughing at him, he knew it inside.
He would wipe that smile off her face, deliberately ensuring he wouldn't be
close enough to see her arrive. He knew inside that she was doing these things
to tease him, to encourage him. Well one day soon she would get just what she
wanted. And he would be the one to do
it.
He
saw her in his mind’s eye now, pleading for him to satisfy her. It would be so good, and she would enjoy it
so much. All he had to was head home
early, and get things ready...
“All
right girls,” Jack said as Luke checked the lighting, “can you form up round
Juliette while I take a group photo?”
“Come
here baby,” Carina said as she took Judith’s hand, the little girl standing
with her and grinning as Jack snapped away.
“Congratulations
Klaus,” George said as they shook hands, “how does it feel to be married
again?”
“It
feels right,” Klaus said as they watched Jack at work. “How are you feeling? I know the anniversary is coming up.”
“I’m
fine – Jennifer is walking now, and we’re going to go to her grandmother’s for
the weekend. Give her a chance to visit
them there this year. You?”
“We
won’t be back by then – we’re coming back via Paris, so that Juliette can help
Olivia out with an advert shoot.”
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