Katarina opened the door to be greeted by Ann, Mary, Sophia and Maria. "WHAT HAPPENED IN HERE?!" Ann boomed. "You and the prince were supposed to have met us by the fountain for photos over 20 minutes ago! Now the rest of the evening's schedule will be thrown off."

Mary chimed in defense of her friend "Stop it Ann, you're scaring her. I think it's pretty obvious what happened here based on how sweaty and disheveled she looks… and that lingering heavy smell in the air."

"Yes!" Maria continued, ""There's no way she got into this mess herself. That predatory fiance of hers must have managed to…"

Katarina froze in place, her blissful state had quickly been soured by the reality of the situation. Despite having Geordo hide to make it look as if she had been alone in the room, their cover had been easily blown.

"That's enough ladies! Heaven forbid her HUSBAND spend some alone time with her." Geordo popped out from his hiding place, standing proudly next to his wife. "Guess round two will have to wait after all" he said smugly.

"Ann, it's been established the schedule will have to be adjusted. Your priority now should be getting Katarina cleaned up and looking presentable. Sophia, find Suzanna, her makeup and hair skills will have her instantly transformed. Mary, let Alan know what's happened and have him create some sort of diversion.. Also if you could send Geoffrey and Ian this way to get me looking presentable…. Maria, please stay and help Ann with Katarina… I know you aren't my biggest fan but know that I would never do anything to hurt her. With that, please take her into the fitting area and get to work."

The girls stripped off her wedding gown and inspected the garment. It seems there weren't any rips but the wrinkles and stains on her stockings and the inside of her skirt could not be ignored. At least… the musky smell of sex couldn't be. Maria, having had to wash all of her own clothes growing up, got to work steaming the gown, spot cleaning the stains and spritzing it with perfume. Her stockings were a lost cause and would have to be tossed.

Anne tried to sponge bathe her mistress as thoroughly as possible; wiping away makeup smears and rubbing bruises; but some of the marks would not go worst affected area of course, was between her thighs which in addition to being caked in dried fluids, was also quite red and irritated from chafing. She winced at even the slightest touch. Anne let down her hair and unpinned the veil. She brushed through her hair repeatedly, trying to break up any trace of gunk still sticking together.

There was another knock at the door and Prince Geoffrey, Prince Ian, and Suzanna hurried in. Geoffrey hugged his little brother tightly, telling him how proud he was. Geordo was not amused. "Please just go clean up my suit. I'll have Ian fix my hair."

With everyone's combined effort, the prince and princess looked better than ever; in fact due to Suzanna's makeup expertise, Katarina looked even more beautiful than before. The wedding party got together for photos and Geordo was positively beaming in them all.

The last event of the evening was the cutting of the cake. Geordo stood behind his bride holding her hand in his as they made the first cut. He placed the slice on a plate and handed it to her. Without thinking, she took a big bite. "Wow! This truly is the most delicious thing I've ever tasted! Here!" she held out her fork with a bite for her husband to try. He laughed and took the whole thing in his mouth.

With that, their royal duties for the evening had been fulfilled. A carriage waited outside to take them to their honeymoon suite. Their friends followed them outside to send them off before returning to the party. Once the doors were closed behind them, Geordo kissed the top of Katarina's head "Thank you for being my wife." They held each other close and napped for the duration of the ride, knowing there wouldn't be much sleep happening at their destination.