Alena's Permission

"Right, now let's forget that. For now, anyway. Wedding planning? We need to set a date, so when do you think?" I don't know; I always wanted a white wedding, on Christmas day. Or a wedding on a beach somewhere.

"Okay, this year or next year?" I laugh at his question.

"This year? Really, Marcus, there are five weeks left in this year. Like that is even possible." 5 weeks, less than five actually as the last week only has two days in December, so it's like four weeks two days.

"You say this year, and I will make it happen." He seems so certain, does he not realise it can take years to plan a wedding?

"Okay, this year. Christmas Eve." His eyes widen.

"What, you asked. If you're so sure it can be done Master, this year, Christmas Eve." He nods not arguing.

"Okay, well first thing is first. Makeup, hair sorted. Alena's sister can do that. My suite is easy enough, your dress well, that may take some time. I think you; Alena, Georgina and Freya need to have a girl’s day, night, weeken