Solemn hymns resounded, the wedding banquet resounded, toasts resounded, the guests departed.

Well, who cares that those present drank mostly juice. Some due to age, others due to pregnancy, others for religious reasons, and the rest for the company. And there were just no guests, only the Most Serene Iliad and two sister-mentors. Even the bride's bouquet went to the ginger cat, which Martha aptly made happy.

Let it go! This did not upset anyone except the fluffy bride, who did not expect such a gift, and the potential groom, who said that he was not interested in provincial simpletons.

Tired, but satisfied, Irishka opened the door to the bedroom...