"Your majesty, we must start the ceremony now. Unrest grows within your city as this delay continues."
"Not until Poppy is here."
Jarvan stood firm with his resolve that he would have his dear friend here with him, on his wedding day. Regardless of what the priest said. Standing there, regally, with his sharp tuxedo on. Jarvan had opted to keep a thin suit of armor on underneath his suit just in case poppy did return angrier than he anticipated. She had been known to take down entire teams on the Fields of Justice herself when provoked. He was sure Xin and his men could handle themselves though.