“This place looks like shit.”

His eyes shifted to me. “We’re spending our honeymoon here.”

I cocked an eyebrow. “Really?”

“Yes.”

I gave it another scan before I looked at him again. “Does it have AC?”

He smiled. “No.”

“Alright, then.”

He chuckled. “We don’t need it.”

“Apparently…”

He looked forward again, waiting for her.

“She let you keep it.”

“It was mine before the camp.” He turned around and looked at the ancient building behind him. “We’re going to restore it. It’ll take a long time, but we’ll get there. Maybe we’ll move here eventually.”

My brother was clearly happy, so I was happy. “That’ll be nice.”

He faced forward again, his eyes squinting slightly in the sun.

When Raven escaped the camp, this had been where she’d disappeared. This had been her escape plan. While my men had combed the countryside in search of her, she was here, hidden from sight, right under my nose.

I understood why it meant so much to him.

“Can you do me a favor?”

“Anything, brother.”

He reached into his pocket and pulled out a remote. “I wired the bells to this. When the priest announces we’re husband and wife, hit the button.”

I grinned and took it from him then clapped him on the shoulder. “King of romance over here.”

He grinned back.

The priest walked up the path and joined us, the same one who married me. “She’s ready.”

A harpist began the quiet music.

Melanie came first. In a green gown with flowers in her hair, my wife was stunning, smiling at me like she was walking down the aisle to me all over again.

I inhaled a slow breath, loving her from a distance.

Damn.

She stopped on the other side of Magnus, holding an arrangement of flowers. Her eyes were on me.

Mine were on her.

When Magnus inhaled a deep breath, I knew he’d seen her.

I turned to watch Raven.

She wasn’t alone. She pulled her chestnut horse by the reins, wearing a simple white gown with her eyes on Magnus.

Magnus smiled and released a quiet chuckle because he’d had no idea about the horse. I’d arranged for her to be delivered without Magnus knowing—and it worked.

I’d never doubted Raven’s love for my brother, but now I could really see it.

She loved him the way Melanie loved me.

She stopped in front of Magnus, and I took Rose by the reins, guiding her to the side so she wouldn’t step on anyone.

Their hands came together. Eyes locked. And the priest began the ceremony.

Her eyes were wet. His were too.

It didn’t seem like they were listening to anything the priest said, so focused on each other.

I remembered that was how I was on our day. Just wanted it to be over—so she would be my wife.