110: I do, I do, I do, I do, I do

**Third Person**

Moments later she was summoned and Stavros wasted no more time in offering his arm. They walked out through the garden and into the forest where a path was lit with fairy lights among the trees. White rose petals and stems of lavender lined the path. The soft tunes of a classical quartet could be heard up ahead. When they made it to the edge of the path, the guests surrounding the