As Kel, Yuki and Neal entered the chapel, Kel was surprised at how beatiful it looked to her. She laughed to herself, thinking of New Hope, and the small, undecorated chapels there, except for those that didn't cost much to supply. Three walls had vines made to look as if they were coming down from the cieling, with roses put on the vines seemingly randomly. Wondering how Cleon's family had paid for all of this, she looked around the chapel taking note of the others who were there. She saw Owen, who had just recently passed his ordeal, something of which Kel was very proud. For after all, it was kel who had helped him quite a bit when he had been a new page. Smiling at the memory, she snaked her way over to where he was sitting, with Neal and Yuki following closely behind.

"H'lo Owen." Kel said. At that, Owen spun around, and seeing Kel jumped up.

"Kel! I didn't know you'd be coming, I mean, after all, you and Cleon-" At that Neal delivered a small kick to Owen. "Oops, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to bring that up. But how've you been Kel? New Hope was looking good when I was last there. You've been great with keeping things in line. I wish i was working there with you, but I'm still staying with Lord Wyldon until he gives me an assignment."

Laughing, Kel said, "It's a wonder that Wyldon ihasn't/i send you off yet, with your incessant chatter. But if you really want, I can speak to Wyldon to hint that I might need you some time in the future."

Blushing, Owen mumbled, "I don't need your help, I just think I'll probably be needed on border patrols, like most of the knights that don't have the skills that you or Neal have. I mean, I am a decent figher, and I can command, but I'm nothing special, at least not compared to you, Kel, or Neal, with the gift. I guess i'm just a bit uptight about leaving everyone for a year or so."

"Come on now Owen, we all know that you're a fighter up in the ranks of the rest of the other knights. You just might not be, um, tactful, enough for commanding. Soldiers can take offense much more quickly that those that are your friends do. We understand that your feet spend more time in your mouth than on the ground." Grinning, she put her arm around Owen, and gave him a friendly nudge in the ribs. "Don't you remember some of the refugees from Haven? They sure were a handful..." Trailing off, Kel noticed that music had begun to play from a few minstrels dressed in Kennan colors. The smile becoming more forced, she sat down, with Owen on one side, and Nealan on the other. She was grateful for the support they lent her.

As Rosine walked down the aisle, Kel looked at her critically. She could see why Cleon would have married her if it was for just looks that he cared about. She had extremely light blonde hair, down to her waist, with the greenest eyes that Kel had ever seen. She she looked beautiful in her gown, which was cream, trimmed in green, with a green ribbon around her waist as a sash, with the ends of the bow, trailing behind her as she glided down the aisle.

After the bride had taken her place at the altar, Kel started watching for Cleon to come in. When he finally did, Kel was reminded of the good times that they had had together. Stealing kisses in dark corners, and bantering back and forth when they couldn't be alone. Cleon was wearing complementing colors to Rosine. He was complemented by a green shirt and leggings with a white tunic. With a sigh, she did realize that she didn't love Cleon anymore, even though that she knew that if they had gotten married when they were still in love, they might be unhappy or even bored with eachother by now.

As the ceremony progressed, Kel drifted off into a semi-sleep, she had forgotten how boring these could be. By the time the ceremony was over, she was continually protesting that, no, she most certainly did not snore, and secondly, she wasn't even asleep! Groaning in exasperation she led the way to the reception, where she would face the inevitable, also known as the groom.