“It’s the wedding of the century, and you’re studying,” Wila sighed as the day drew to a close. Aurora had checked everything twice, and the only people left in the room were me, Wila, Aurora, and Duncan.

“I need to know this.” I gestured to the book. “This is essential to being able to decipher old treaties. I don’t need to know about lavish party planning. You and Aurora have that covered.”

“That we do,” Wila smiled. “I think everything’s al set. You’re going to have a fantastic day tomorrow.”

“Thank you,” I said and closed the book. “I realy do appreciate everything you’ve done.”

“Oh come on, I loved it,” she laughed. “If I can’t have a fairy tale wedding, at least I can plan one, right?”

“Just because you’re not a Princess doesn’t mean you can’t have a fairy tale wedding,” I said and stood up.

She gave me a pained smile, and I realized what I’d said. Wila was a Marksinna dating my brother Matt, a human, and if anybody found out, she’d be banished. She wasn’t even supposed to date him, let alone marry him.

“Sorry,” I said.

“Don’t be.” She waved it off. “You’re doing the best you can, and we al know it.”

She was referring to my efforts for more equality among the Tryle, trackers, and mänks. We were losing most of our population because they fel in love with humans, and then they were exiled.

Nobody was staying around.

From any standpoint, it made more sense to let people love who they loved. They were going to anyway, but if we stopped making it ilegal, they would stick around more often and contribute to society.

I hadn’t done much to convince people of this yet, but I was too busy struggling with a Vittra solution. Once we got this fixed ( if we ever got it fixed), I would make equal rights for everyone in Förening my top priority.

“Are we al done here then?” I asked.

“Yep,” Wila said. “You’ve got nothing left to do except get some rest, and get pretty tomorrow before the wedding. Then you just have to say ‘I do.’”

“I think I can handle that,” I said, but I wasn’t sure that I could.

“Are you alright by yourself, Aurora?” Wila asked as we headed to the door.

“I’m just finishing a few things up,” Aurora said without looking up from the papers she was going over. “Thank you, though.”

“Thanks,” I said. “I’l see you tomorrow then.”

“Sleep wel, Princess.” Aurora glanced up to smile at me.

Duncan and I walked Wila out, and she kept trying to convince me tomorrow would be fun. At the front door, she hugged me tightly and promised me everything would work out the way it was meant to.