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			            Finally, Remus took Kaok's hand and led her away from the altar. They made it through the ceremony intact, but then there was the reception. Of course, at the end of it all, he would finally be able to whisk his new Empress off and have her to himself. The Imperator chuckled to himself and had several dirty thoughts in the span of a few seconds.         
        
        
		        
		         
     
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			            Kaok, herself, tried to refrain from thinking those sorts of thoughts in the company of others. It probably didn't help to be remembering the Faun weddings she had seen - around this time they would also have the 'reception', and it would be... frivolous to say the least.         
        
        
		        
		         
     
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			            ((Hope nobody minds if we cut to the reception.)) 
  The reception was in full swing, but the nobles had fled the crowd and managed to track down the newly bound couple. "Might we speak with you for a moment? We have a few things for you." 
  Emma was desperately trying to conceal a knowing smile. She could practically see Remus' thoughts.         
        
        
		        
		         
     
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			            When the nobles found them, Remus tried to think of something more pleasant than tearing off Kaok's wedding dress, telling her to leave her veil and gloves on and-
  Ahem.
  "Fairies, unicorns, rainbows and Romulus prancing in a meadow." 
  "Of course you may. We always have time for you." he replied.         
        
        
		        
		         
     
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			            You didn't have to get us anything, Emma... She had this strange feeling that it would be something far too... amazing.
  But Kaok nodded in assent, reaching over discreetly as she did to wipe a bit of drool off of Remus' face.
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			            The nobles nodded, drawing them aside. The air around the four of them grew darker, seemingly thicker, as Hrothbert veiled them from the rest of the reception. Emma drew two long, thin objects from nowhere. Both were swords; the one she handed to Remus was a broadsword, worn from use, the pommel inlaid with wire. "This belonged to William the Conqueror. I thought you might appreciate it, and the circumstances under which I received it." She grinned wickedly. "I stole it from his tent at Hastings after sleeping with him." 
  She turned to Kaok, handing her the other blade. This one was finer, thinner; a rapier, its pommel wrapped in gold and silver. "And this was Bonaparte's. Never slept with him, unfortunately, though I did try." 
  Hrothbert was waiting patiently until Emma had finished. "Kaok, a moment in private, if you will."         
        
        
		        
		         
     
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			            And she was right. Far too amazing. But her face lit up when she heard anyhow, despite herself. She held the sword very carefully. Napoleon's... it was Napoleon's... it... And even beyond the euphoric, amazed, going-to-be-eternally-grateful face that she now wore, Kaok looked about ten times less uncomfortable with a sword in her possession.
  "Emma, this... this is..." Holding the sword well out of the way, the Faun enveloped the other woman in possibly the biggest hug she'd ever given her. "Thank you!"
  Oh, but then there was even more, and Kaok wondered briefly whether it could really get any better - and little did she know that it very well could. "Oh, yes, Lord Bainbridge."
  She removed her arms from around Emma and gave her own husband - it was still strange to even think that word - a quick peck on the cheek before she approached Hrothbert.         
        
        
		        
		         
     
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			            Emma sighed in relief as Kaok's features lit up, the elf's eyes widening in surprise as the Faun hugged the living daylights out of her. "Watch the ribs, Kaok. You're welcome." 
  "Again, I beg you not to use the title." the sorcerer said softly as he led her a few feet away, strengthening the wards against detection. What he produced from what seemed like thin air was far less impressive than the twin swords; it was nothing but a tightly rolled piece of parchment, sealed with a touch of candle wax. He handed it to Kaok; if she were to break the seal, she would find a list of names, some of them familiar, some not. 
  Kaok's own Hesk and Pan were among them. 
  "I saw the look you had when Emma found out she was with child. I had words with a few deities in charge of marriage and childbirth. They agreed to look after you and any child you may produce." He paused, shifting a little, twisting his wedding ring. "You will have children if you so desire, Kaok, and they will be protected from any harm."         
        
        
		        
		         
     
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			            Remus thanked Emma warmly for the broadsword. The weapon would be soon find itself in a nice protective case where he could always gaze at it. 
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			            Kaok did break the seal, and the list was... overwhelming certainly. All of them were real, actually real. And they had all promised, and-. Her brain functioned twice the normal speed trying to comprehend all of this. There was Hesk's name, and the Greek's Pan. It was just too-. How had he even done it?
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			            "I just had a few words with them."
  ++ Pan sneered, testing the boundaries of the circle with a cloven hoof. "I could break this in an instant if I chose, mortal." 
  "No, you couldn't. How many believers do you have left, sir? A few cults, nothing more; your power is waning and that circle will hold you. Now-" the sorcerer leaned in, his nose inches away from the god's. "-let's discuss the terms."           
        
        
		        
		         
     
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			            "A few words." She repeated, still not quite sure how this was even possible.
  "With all these gods?"
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			            He nodded, trying to determine from her a reaction other than shock. "Yes. Most of them were more than happy to oblige." 
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			            Beyond the shock, there was happiness - even if she was unsure of whether or not she was really worth it - and mounds and mounds of gratitude. She took a few seconds, but eventually the shock subsided somewhat, and she smiled genuinely.
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