Chapter 12
Irma's castle was made of ice. It was in the Polar Sector of the other realm, north of the Northern Sector. The hall where the wedding was being held had been heated for the mortal guests, and decorated the way Sabrina would of wanted it.
"How do you like it?" said Irma to Hilda and Zelda. "I placed a make the reception the way Sabrina would like it spell on it. Just for the wedding, of course."
"It's beautiful," said Zelda. Irma left.
"Maybe," said Hilda. "But it's in the sort of place only Mr. Freeze could love. And the place expectant mothers could freeze to death."
"Where's Will?" asked Zelda.
"Oh, he's getting us some ice water. Where's your date. I can't believe your going steady so soon after growing up again."
"He's an old flame. I realized we broke up under silly circumstances, and now we're going together again.
"Who is he?" said Will, returning.
"Me," said Principal Willard Kraft, to Hilda's dismay. She froze Mr. Craft.
"What's wrong, Hilda?" asked Will.
"How could you bring him to Sabrina's wedding?" Hilda asked Zelda.
"Aunt Irma invited him. Anyway, Sabrina is happy I'm happy. She says as long as she doesn't have to live with Mr. Kraft, she wishes us the best."
"Are we talking about the same Sabrina?" said Hilda. "Wait, that's right, we don't live together anymore. Willard'll, at worst, just be one of those annoying cousins who I have to visit once in a while. Like Cousin Monte. Zelda, I hope everything works out."
"Thanks Hilda," Zelda said patiently, unfreezing Willard.
"How nice to see you," said Hilda to Willard.
"It's great to see you to Hilda, I hear your married. Congratulations. Zuzu said I ought to get you and Sabrina a presents, so here you are."
"Why, thank you," said Hilda, thinking she had misjudged Willard. She ripped open the envelope he had given her. "A $49 gift certificate," she said, "for . . . free T.V dinners."
"Wouldn't know where I'd be without them."
"I think they have a new corn dog T.V. dinner," said Will.
"Great," said Hilda.
Later, Hilda, Will, Zelda, Willard, Sabrina's mother, her Aunt Vesta, and the Quizmaster, were sitting in the same row, watching the ceremony. "Who are the bridesmaids," asked Hilda, to Zelda, who was sitting next to her.
"Jenny, Valerie, Dreama, Amanda, Morgan, and Roxie. Valerie's the maid of honor because she came in from Alaska, and Roxie or Morgan wouldn't carry a tree down the isle. Dreama's knows better than to be a maid of honor at an other realm wedding."
"How did Sabrina react when she found out it was going to be a traditional other realm wedding," asked Hilda.
"With horror," said Zelda. "Until I told her that we're a different denomination, and that we have a gold ring, not a wrestling ring, and we give rings, not exchange fingers. She was pretty happy that the bride and groom kiss, and the bride only shakes hands with the bridesmaid."
"Is Harvey going to wear the traditional suit of armor?" asked Vesta, joining the conservation. "Or is he going to go with the contemporary other realm uniform. I forgot to ask, Edward said he'd handle it."
"I don't think he's going to wear the suit of armor, not with all these mortals here." said Zelda (Mr. Kraft was asleep). "Even with the everything looks normal spell. Harvey's mortal, so he can't wear any other realm uniform. He's wearing some sort of uniform though." Hilda and Zelda looked to the front of the hall, Harvey was dressed in some strange combination of hockey uniform, tuxedo, and a prince's helmet.
"Dude, why are you dressed like that?" asked Brad, the best man.
"Tradition," said Harvey.
"What the," suddenly, he gained the hypnotic appearance of someone under a spell, " . . . okay." His eyes returned to normal. "What was I saying?" he asked.
"Forget it," said Harvey.
"I get it," said Zelda, studying the situation.
"Explain," said Hilda.
"He's the Termite Prince, that explains the helmet, the boots and the gloves. Hockey's recognized by the other realm as legitimate combat, that explains the jersey."
"And the tux must be so he doesn't look too stupid," answered Hilda.
"That's right," said Zelda. "Though I can't see how he could look stupider."
"Ask Mr. Pool," said Hilda. "He's wearing a kilt."
"Or poor Miles," said Zelda. "He's freezing, even though he's wearing a coat, scarf, and tuque. Or Mrs. Quick, she's wearing a parka."
Hilda zapped the area where Miles and Mrs. Quick were sitting, making it warmer for them than the rest of the people in the rest of room. She looked around, "Where's Salem?"
"He couldn't be best man, or minister, so he's the organist again," said Zelda.
"Is Aunt Irma going to officiate at this wedding?" asked Vesta.
"No," said Zelda. "She's just going to watch to see if the minister makes any mistakes."
They looked up at the minister, as the wedding began to the tune of the other realm wedding march. The bridesmaid, bride, and father of the bride proceeded to the altar. Valerie struggled with the tree, which was mercifully small.
"How's this Sabrina," she asked, when she finished carrying the tree. "I hope I didn't make a fool of myself," she said, worried.
"That's great, Valerie," said Sabrina. "You can still blow up the balloon, can you?"
"Sure, . . . I . . . can," said Valerie doubtfully. She managed to do it anyway.
"Is this how all other realm weddings are?" Diane, Sabrina's mother, asked Zelda.
"This is actually pretty plain by other realm standards," said Zelda.
They watched as the wedding proceeded to the "dearly beloved's," and then to "If anyone has any reason for this wedding not to take place, let them speak now or forever hold their peace."
"Freeze," said Zelda, freezing everybody except Hilda, and Irma, who was frost proof.
Libby had come into the room and ran up the isle. "I object to Harvey marrying this freak," she said. She noticed that everyone in the room was silent and frozen, and Harvey's misfit clothes. "Ew, look what renewed exposure to Sabrina has done to you," she said to the frozen figure. "Dressed in freaks clothes, and at a freak wedding where you stand around like statues. In some building that looks as if it was designed by the Queen of the super freaks herself, Sabrina."
"Silence," said Irma, glaring at Libby, and lifting her finger to turn her into a . . . ;
Zelda zapped Libby first, out somewhere into the lobby of the Westbridge Hotel. Libby fainted, and didn't come to until after the wedding had ended, and everyone had left.
"On with the wedding," commanded Irma, unfreezing time.
"Then with the power invested in me, I now pronounce you man and wife," said the minister. "You may now kiss the bride." Sabrina and Harvey, never knowing what had just passed, kissed.