The only thing worse than falling from a burning skyship with five deranged, superpowered girls in hot pursuit was crash-landing into the middle of a noble wedding but that's exactly how Rei Tuesday went.
He doesn't remember much between screaming "I regret everything!" midair and slamming into something suspiciously soft and suspiciously floral.
His eyes fluttered open to find himself lying atop a mountain of pink roses. And Elegant music played in the background. Dozens of shocked guests stood frozen, their goblets mid-toast, as he groaned and pushed a lily petal from his mouth.
Above him, a banner hung across two golden pillars.
~ Congratulations to Lady Clarabelle and Lord Vernon on Their Sacred Union ~
Oops.
"WHO is that?!" a furious nobleman bellowed from the altar. Rei glanced toward him. A peacock of a man, dressed in nine shades of velvet, his face as red as his dignity.